<?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-5932637703761588193</id><updated>2011-11-03T22:41:08.907-05:00</updated><category term='Earl&apos;s 60th Birthday'/><title type='text'>Life As A Martin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5589907420371069814</id><published>2011-11-03T21:23:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:41:08.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween! Happy Birthday Matthew! Happy! Happy! Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I get any "well it's about time" comments, let me just say "I know, I know." The point is I'm blogging people. Let's move on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am just going to throw out some recent random happenings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie thought (well maybe I had a little bit to do with it.) that Halloween 2011 was her closest chance at being a part of the Oscars. What? Well, she had three, that's right THREE, costumes this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Costume #1 - Lolly the Clown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;She wore this one to the Fall Festival we had at Church. Before the night was over it was ripped, had chili stains down the front and her headband was snapped in half. Hey, I guess she was just clowning around. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670964744466092370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJfB0EPMnTg/TrNQY5eqUVI/AAAAAAAAAtk/O_bO1VhL7lo/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Costume #2 - The Pirate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie was a Pirate for her Halloween festivities at "school". That costume had to walk the plank when she got home. Cupcake, Cheeto and Dirt stains for days. Argh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670964740373533362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dv9P6Nb73N8/TrNQYqO60rI/AAAAAAAAAtY/jz2m5knw2gE/s400/Phone%2BNov%2B2011%2B047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Costume #3 - Alex from Wizards of Waverly Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was my $1.64 costume from Dirt Cheap. Oh how I heart Dirt Cheap. Anyway, this was Leecie's Trick-or-Treating costume. It must have been magic because it made it all the way through the night without a single tear or stain. But I guess I should expect that from the cheapest costume huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670964756861201266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IO3DjEmCbyE/TrNQZnp4q3I/AAAAAAAAAtw/tzo29sQhNGw/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ainsley the MSU Cheerleader and Leecie the Clown having fun at the Fall Festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love these girls. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NH_tUgwYvw/TrNQa4yHXaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/meGdC0zohEM/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670964778638990754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NH_tUgwYvw/TrNQa4yHXaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/meGdC0zohEM/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin the River Bandit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is NOT how he normally looks in this uniform. Normally, he is covered from head to toe in dirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4Dy9uc_V2U/TrNQaeinAHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/2KIr-HL_5nY/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670964771594633330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4Dy9uc_V2U/TrNQaeinAHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/2KIr-HL_5nY/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now this is Pigpen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin has not been hit by a baseball all year. The boy may be dirty, but he is fast. So fast in fact, that a car can't even hit him. That's right, a car, well a van to be exact. Corbin was running across the alley at Chruch the other night and didn't look before he crossed. He ran out in front of a van!!!!!!!!! As he ran out in front of the van he saw it, popped back and hit the side of the van. It took his breath away for a minute but as soon as he was able to, he took off running to me. Only Corbin could do that. I have no idea who hit him but I pray that they know he came away from it without a single bruise, scratch or broken bone. He was perfectly fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want everyone to know that I serve a MIGHTY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670971768487094482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7ts08Fiv5c/TrNWxv_xKNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/3G2Pe3Jdi0w/s400/Atlanta%2B036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ole'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew may have been too big to dress up for Halloween this year, but you're never too big to wear the ole Sombrero at El Toro. Matthew turned 13 last week. I can't believe I have a teenager!!!!!!!!!! That does not make me old, just older. ;) ~ We are so proud of the young man he is shaping up to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We love you Matthew Earl Martin Jr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670965945281864898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1o-KM4wzpTk/TrNRey3c5MI/AAAAAAAAAuk/EkrTy0tbeoA/s400/Phone%2BNov%2B2011%2B034.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BODIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew wanted to go to a Haunted House for his 13th Birthday so we loaded up and went to one of the biggest ones in the South, Arx Mortis. Spoooooky. These teenage boys cracked me up. The phrase that they came away repeating..."BODIES!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh, Wes, Brendan and Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670965940422901554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1v6cqOUa2go/TrNRegw-_zI/AAAAAAAAAuY/9PPVh5hmP3o/s400/Phone%2BNov%2B2011%2B037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5589907420371069814?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5589907420371069814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5589907420371069814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5589907420371069814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5589907420371069814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-happy-birthday-matthew.html' title='Happy Halloween! Happy Birthday Matthew! Happy! Happy! Happy!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJfB0EPMnTg/TrNQY5eqUVI/AAAAAAAAAtk/O_bO1VhL7lo/s72-c/Halloween%2B2011%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-601374586339000206</id><published>2010-07-06T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:18:03.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training &amp; 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Ann Elise has officially graduated from baby to BIG GIRL. We took advantage of the long weekend to start her potty training. We decided to go with the 3 Day Method and I am sooooo glad we did. We are on day four and she is doing great!! - I still have nightmares about the boys potty training. - The first couple of days were a little rocky, well, actually they were rock-less, if you get my drift. Hehehe. She woke up dry the past two nights and so far has had NO accidents today. I pray this success continues.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 4th of July with the Martins this year. We ate way more food than any humans should and then the kids (Matt, Daniel &amp;amp; Kerry included) had their annual water balloon fight. Colby and I were forced onto the battlefield due to the wee little ones wanting to play on the water slide. I got off lucky with only a minor blow to the arm. Colby on the other hand, was majorly injured when she got hit smack dab in the face by my husband. Bad Matt! Bad! Bad! Seriously, she wasn't injured, just a little more wet than she had bargained for. :) All in all it was a great time. I even got to sneak in a little nap. I love naps! I just wish my kids loved naps so I could sneak in more myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry there aren't any pictures from the 4th. My sister has my camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm A Big Kid Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490919633262929874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TDOqUHba59I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vfxSh0t4DMY/s400/Easter+2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-601374586339000206?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/601374586339000206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=601374586339000206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/601374586339000206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/601374586339000206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-july.html' title='Potty Training &amp; 4th of July'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TDOqUHba59I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vfxSh0t4DMY/s72-c/Easter+2010+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4433140469765466775</id><published>2010-06-27T20:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:20:25.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your eyes do noteth decieveth...or something like that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am actually posting on my blog for the first time in months. It's not as though I have had nothing to blog about, I just haven't been able to find the time (or energy) to do it. After all, I do have a husband, three kids and a house to take care of, oh, and a full time job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates on the Fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Matthew - He has definitely developed the preteen teenager attitude. I have officially gone from knowing a little here and there to knowing absolutely nothing about anything. I fully expect him to start calling me Kelly any day now. So, there is lots of stomping, huffing &amp;amp; puffing, sighing, eye rolling and mumbling going on in the upper wing of the Martin estate. He is officially through with elementary school and will be moving on up to middle school this fall. I don't know if I am ready for all the middle school drama, but Matthew sure is excited about it. He is finally starting to fill out and out grow everything he owns. He is eating me out of house and home. If you were to have him over to your house for dinner one night you would swear that we haven't fed him in at least a week. All in all, he is coming in to the next phase of life and I am just going to have to admit that I am now just the co-pilot helping keep him on the right course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at how he has grown up over the past few months. He is such a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487871669997083954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWNTcbHTI/AAAAAAAAAsE/d5S6e6KIKRA/s400/May+2010+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Corbin sporting their camo at the CAFB Air Show.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487870853294867362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjVdw_cQ6I/AAAAAAAAArU/Yw7duKtVtMM/s400/May+2010+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Corbin - What can I say about Corbin? He is predictably unpredictable. He can pull just about any stunt and yet somehow get away with it. (Much to Matthew's dismay.) He is Mr. Competitive! Mr. Must Have A Ball In Hand At All Times! Mr. It's Not Fair! But mostly, he is known around my house as Bo. In the last few months, Bo has managed to drop his cell phone in the Giraffe exhibit at the zoo AND he actually got it back. Yea, that is Bo for you. He somehow got to visit the book fair at school when he wasn't supposed to. Ask him how he managed that and he just gives you a little nod and a wink. He manages to end up with an after game snack when he isn't even on the team. Most recently he has chipped a tooth while eating pancakes. Yes he did and no I did not make them. :) He is catching for the 9 Year Old All-Star Baseball Team. My mom says that scares her to think about the bigger boys running over him. I have to remind her that we are talking about Corbin and that the bigger boys should be afraid of him running them over. That child is fearless, except when it comes to eating healthy foods and then he completely wigs out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The traditional "pie-in-the-face" at El Toro for his 9th Birthday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487871660598387106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWMwbmYaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/02M_PTdi_mk/s400/May+2010+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More birthday fun at home. From left: Matthew, Hunter, Corbin &amp;amp; Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487870874482561186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjVe_6-0KI/AAAAAAAAArk/NrvAaPDUTS0/s400/May+2010+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ann Elise - She is growing up all too fast. She is wearing lipstick (ahem, orange highlighter), talking in full sentences, jumping off of everything she can climb onto, and, in true girl fashion, already gets frustrated with her hair. She has two BFFs, Lyla and Lilly Grace, and they are too funny together. They squeal, hold hands and boss each other around. I love it! She is such a little mama and to her daddy's delight she loves beesball, aka, baseball. She is quick to say 'bless you' and 'thank you much' and will give away kisses galore when the mood strikes her. She has ALL the men in my life wrapped tightly around her little finger. Her brothers are quick to her defense if we try to discipline her and even quicker to give her her way. (Well, except when it comes to any ball and Bo just doesn't give in to anything involving a ball. HA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Putting on her "lipstick".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487871645526091042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWL4SFZSI/AAAAAAAAArs/V2eBcJGMlXM/s400/May+2010+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't forget to rub it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487871683582335938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWOGDZm8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/HBtIdJQCcIE/s400/May+2010+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487870840205414754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjVdAOrEWI/AAAAAAAAArE/X2AyePtBfKg/s400/May+2010+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not that anyone really is interested in Matt and I, but we are doing good too. Staying busier than any two people should, running after three kids and keeping up with household chores. Okay, you got me, we really don't keep up with household chores, but it just sounds nice to me to say that we are. I really do need a maid if anyone wants to volunteer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;More fun time at the air show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487872126911256930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWn5lQGWI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Q0n0hkaB43s/s400/May+2010+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baking in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joe, Corbin &amp;amp; Me with Matthew &amp;amp; Hunter in the background.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487871655830223522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWMeqx-qI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Yj5SaiMQG4k/s400/May+2010+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matt, the most handsome man at the air show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I mean, check out that smile. It makes me melt.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487870852788457346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjVdvGtD4I/AAAAAAAAArM/4oArc14S07g/s400/May+2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4433140469765466775?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4433140469765466775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4433140469765466775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4433140469765466775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4433140469765466775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-eyes-do-noteth-decievethor.html' title='Your eyes do noteth decieveth...or something like that!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/TCjWNTcbHTI/AAAAAAAAAsE/d5S6e6KIKRA/s72-c/May+2010+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4668643761992974293</id><published>2010-02-04T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:17:44.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you see me running naked...</title><content type='html'>...just smile, wave and move on or I might just have to take you with me to Crazy Town after a quick stop over at Mama-needs-a-nap-ville. In case you might be as tired as I am and slow to catch on, I have had a somewhat challenging week thus far.&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling through this week with a never ending headache, sick children, no coworker for the third week, no makeup most days, running late everyday, a nice loooong visit from my dear friend Mother Nature, a trip to the ER, a sweater that insisted on wearing my makeup, a house that refuses to clean itself, a toddler who thinks the world is her own personal jungle gym, beds being dropped onto children by certain other children, back talking, arguing, stomping, did I mention the dropping of beds?, and so on and so forth, etc. etc. etc. Sigh........&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see me running naked just smile, wave and move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4668643761992974293?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4668643761992974293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4668643761992974293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4668643761992974293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4668643761992974293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-see-me-running-naked.html' title='If you see me running naked...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-755398278438236657</id><published>2009-12-15T18:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:47:17.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of catching up to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, for all my blog followers (all five of you) I know I haven't updated my blog in quite some time so I thought it was about time. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here are a few highlights of what I have failed to blog about over the past six months or so:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415858131396717602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Syj-RqvP7CI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NR5-prDfGLo/s400/IMG0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Went on not one but two beach vacations this past summer. Lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Played All-Star Baseball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Started FIFTH grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Celebrated his 11th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Swears he has facial hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-His hair has an attitude of it's own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Has officially started his preteen phase. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415858136796536866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Syj-R-2qoCI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ZlQ1oxtTSv4/s400/IMG0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corbin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-My darling baby boy decided he wanted to know what it was like to be the Energizer Bunny after he swallowed a watch battery that landed us at LeBonheur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Went on a mountain vacation with his Aunt Heddy and her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Played All-Star Baseball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Playing D2 Soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Started THIRD grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Started wearing deodorant and cologne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415858119974708610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Syj-RAMB5YI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2cH7dVSOYKk/s400/IMG0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ann Elise (aka Leecie Bob):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Is becoming more and more a girly girl every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Turned 20 months old on Thanksgiving Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Scaled my stairs while I was doing laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Learned to open up doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Learned to play Hide-n-Seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Decided she wanted to be acne free and consumed some of Mama's face wash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rest of the Martin Crew:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-My platelets are well under control as long as I take my medication. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Went on a vacation to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-I turned THIRTY. Yikes! I feel old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Matt tore out our main downstairs bathroom back in August and put it all back together, well except for we have no toilet or sink, but other than that it is back together. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Our working downstairs toilet over flowed for 5 1/2 hours a few weeks ago and caused quite the mess in our room, bathroom and Leecie Bob's room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-We finally got a tree up last week. All three of my kiddos helped decorate it and it looks awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-We celebrated Papaw, Wes, Paw, Mimi, Mine, Matthew, Granny, Oyce, Josh, Kerry, Ainsley, Pop, Daniel and Heather's birthdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wow! I have a lot of catching up to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-755398278438236657?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/755398278438236657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=755398278438236657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/755398278438236657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/755398278438236657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/12/lot-of-catching-up-to-do.html' title='A lot of catching up to do!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Syj-RqvP7CI/AAAAAAAAAqc/NR5-prDfGLo/s72-c/IMG0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2353333940202316785</id><published>2009-08-17T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:20:11.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 60th Birthday Mimi!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Matt's mom, Sherron, turned 60 on Thursday and her lovely children (more so her daughter and fantabulous daughters-in-law) threw her a surprise party Saturday night. The look on her face when she walked in was priceless and apparently photo-less since none of us thought to snap her initial reaction.&lt;br /&gt;So, here is a little recap for your entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed an ad in the local paper for all to see that Sherron was turning 60. This is the picture that we used. WOW!!! How on earth did Papaw land such a babe? She was a drum major in high school, but I imagine more people were staring at those legs marching than the marching band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomlAx5bawI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qddBD1wobUA/s1600-h/Sherron+-+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371005463428819714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomlAx5bawI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qddBD1wobUA/s400/Sherron+-+60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fast forward 40+ years and she is still absolutely GORGEOUS! (Man! I should have gotten another leg shot...you know, for comparison sake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomlAYuQgnI/AAAAAAAAAqA/07fIM5U6oxo/s1600-h/059_59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371005456671081074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomlAYuQgnI/AAAAAAAAAqA/07fIM5U6oxo/s400/059_59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holly's birthday was on Saturday and mine is coming up this Saturday so we each had our own mini cakes. Now, rewind 20+ years and see what Sherron looked like at 30 something. Holly looks so much like her mom and has the same big heart. Happy Birthday Holly!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371004981536361298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomkkutUC1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZMoarMrEoA0/s400/232323232%257Ffp432%253C5%253Enu%253D3238%253E%253B%253B6%253E%253B%253B3%253EWSNRCG%253D3272838997326nu0mrj%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sherron and her crew. Don't we look like a handful? Left to Right: front, Corbin, Kaylen; second row, Matthew, Earl, Sherron, Wes; third row, Ann Elise, Kelly (that's me), Holly, Ainsley, Colby; back row, Matt, Kerry, Daniel and Loyce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371004971534561682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomkkJcssZI/AAAAAAAAApo/1hgTIs8gbKY/s400/028_28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Please don't make me try to name everybody in this picture because I would soooo leave somebody out. Anyway, look at how many people came to show their love for this amazing woman. I'm glad Daniel and Colby have such a beautiful, open house for everyone to gather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371004957089401298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomkjTotCdI/AAAAAAAAApg/B6AC9nQJ2n4/s400/027_27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherron, you mean more to me than you could ever know. I know there is a stigma out there when it comes to mothers-in-law and their daughters-in-law, but we became fast friends when I joined this family many years ago and that friendship has grown into such a bond that I could never have imagined. You are truly an inspiration to us all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, for my favorite picture and the one that is going to get me banned from the family...here is my funny, big hearted, giving, loving, understanding, crazy, kind, humble, one of a kind, beautiful, twice my age, mother-in-law.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you! Happy 60th Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Somkkcy5VxI/AAAAAAAAApw/Qf_-lWmAFgg/s1600-h/037_37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371004976727938834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Somkkcy5VxI/AAAAAAAAApw/Qf_-lWmAFgg/s400/037_37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2353333940202316785?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2353333940202316785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2353333940202316785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2353333940202316785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2353333940202316785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-60th-birthday-mimi.html' title='Happy 60th Birthday Mimi!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SomlAx5bawI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qddBD1wobUA/s72-c/Sherron+-+60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1497228221435403227</id><published>2009-06-29T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:53:03.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had to go see the nurse at Dr. M's on Friday and have another CBC done and Ann Elise had her 15 month old check-up immediately following. Matthew went with me which was such a huge help keeping AE entertained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My platelets were down to 525,000 and my white blood count was up to 3,800, both of which is good news. I have to go back on Monday to repeat my CBC and see the nurse and as of now I am scheduled to see Dr. M again on the 17th. At my last visit with Dr. M he told me that is was looking as if I were going to have to be on medication from here on out. I guess that just means I will get to be visiting with Holly a little more often. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AE's visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ann Elise had gotten sick a couple of times throughout the week with no other symptoms so I just chalked it up as drainage and didn't think much else about it until Friday morning when she decided to get sick twice at my doctor's appointment. As big of a help as Matthew can be, he does not do well with vomit. So he just handed me wipes and clothes and kept his distance until he was given the all clear sign. Ha! After Dr. G came in to check over little Miss Priss she ordered a strep test and a CBC just to rule out any infections before giving her any boosters. Well, AE did not like getting her finger stuck, then squeezed and wrapped in some foreign object - bandaid - so she screamed and pulled and screamed some more. She wanted nothing to do with me because I had to hold her down during this and therefore I was an enemy. Again, it was a good thing Matthew went with me because he loved on her for a while. She was mad at me up until I removed the bandaid and instantly the tears stopped and I was on her side again. Anyway, everything came back fine and Dr. G said she just has a summer cold so AE got three shots. :( She cried a little but nothing like from the finger stick. How funny is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She weighed 20 lbs. 3 oz. and was 30 1/4 inches tall so Dr. G said she could finally graduate from her infant carrier to a big girl carseat. Woo hoo! She loves being able to see where she is going, but I think she is going to have a difficult time adjusting to not being able to see what her big brothers are up to in the back seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(I haven't pulled out the old camera in a while, so no new picture to go with this one. How about a flashback photo instead?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Ann Elise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was only three days old in this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My...how both of them have changed sooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352806456795552722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Skj9HLC3W9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/bSUvwRosyg4/s400/PS7001352_022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1497228221435403227?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1497228221435403227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1497228221435403227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1497228221435403227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1497228221435403227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-ups.html' title='Check-ups'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Skj9HLC3W9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/bSUvwRosyg4/s72-c/PS7001352_022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6890027787174761740</id><published>2009-05-26T15:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:45:51.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give you an update on my "unique" medical situation. I went back to Dr. Morris this morning and my platelets have come down to 968,000. Yeah. I am so thankful to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great Physician&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that they have continued to come down, but my earthly physician thinks still thinks they need to come on down a little quicker so he doubled my medication and added something he hopes will help with my headaches. I have to continue to go back weekly until we can get my platelets to a "comfortable" level (and to monitor my white and red blood counts as well, this medication can effect those) so that Dr. M can take me off of the medication, do the bone marrow biopsy, and put me back on the medication. Yes, that's right, at the moment the plan is still to go ahead with the bone marrow biopsy. He is putting it off for the time being until he can get my levels down enough to feel comfortable about taking me off the medication temporarily. Apparently you cannot get an accurate reading while on this medication. We are unsure of when the biopsy will take place because it all depends on how long it takes my levels to come down, could be a week, could be months. Who knows, maybe he will nix the whole biopsy thing. A girl can hope, can't she? Anyway, we already know that the prayers are working because my platelet levels have come down so please keep sending them up. Thank you so much for your continued prayers and encouragement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6890027787174761740?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6890027787174761740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6890027787174761740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6890027787174761740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6890027787174761740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6755552765578430883</id><published>2009-05-21T06:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:50:39.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While I'm Waiting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's visit with Dr. M went okay. We got to watch Dr. Phil and a little bit of Oprah while waiting and I only had to give the vampire lady one vial of blood this time. Yeah. Oh, and my platelet count was down to 1,170,000. Double Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as if I weren't nervous enough about my visit, Dr. M comes into the room and the first thing he says is "So, do you want to have a bone marrow biopsy?" Well, duh, NO, but if I need one I guess so. He decided to go ahead and set me up for the biopsy on Friday, then start medication to get my platelets down to a safe level and see him back the first of the week to get the results. He then noticed that a couple of my tests that he had sent to Mayo hadn't come back yet so he left to see if he could call and get those. No such luck since it was after FIVE. However, when he came back into the room Matt asked him about how long I would have to stay on this medication, if it would be a permanent thing or just long enough to get my levels back to normal and come off or what. Well, I think Dr. M took his question wrong and thought Matt was asking if we could try the medication first instead of the biopsy so he put the biopsy on hold until we get the Mayo results and told me to go ahead with the medication. We think Dr. M's primary concern at this point is to get my platelets down and then move forward. So that is where we are, waiting once again. I go back on Tuesday at 9:30 and hopefully we will know more at that point. Until then we are &lt;em&gt;PRAYING HARD&lt;/em&gt; that it is the Thrombocytosis Essential and that the medication (Hydrea) is doing it's thing and bringing my levels on down to normal. I take comfort in knowing that God does hear our prayers so please keeping sending them up. I know that God is soooo good and he will protect me and it is my prayer that I will &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; him no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Waller - While I'm Waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6755552765578430883?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6755552765578430883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6755552765578430883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6755552765578430883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6755552765578430883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m Waiting'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-212701245591952477</id><published>2009-05-14T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:55:14.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>My bestest friend Hope sent this to me today. Even though I say I am handling yesterday's news okay she knows that I am really just holding it together and might lose it at any minute. When she told me she was going to send me something and then I got this I have to admit I shed a few tears. Thanks Hope. Love Ya!&lt;br /&gt;God has such perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not look forward to what might happen tomorrow; the same everlasting Father, who cares for you today, will take care of you tomorrow and every day. Either He will shield you from suffering, or He will give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace then, and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-212701245591952477?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/212701245591952477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=212701245591952477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/212701245591952477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/212701245591952477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4066046714787412169</id><published>2009-05-13T20:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:57:50.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrombocytosis</title><content type='html'>Where to begin? I had intentions of posting about how much "fun" it is to go for your yearly checkup but after an interesting chain of events I have something on a more serious note to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;God is AMAZING! I have been toying with the idea of changing from my doctor whom I love dearly to a doctor closer to home because of convenience and because he is A LOT cheaper, but as GOD would have it, I decided to go on to my regularly scheduled checkup on Monday. As I mentioned I had plans on writing about all the humorous things we women have to go through during these oh so pleasant visits so I had out my handy dandy notebook jotting down a few things to post when Dr. S walked in and everything changed. After all the usual "hands on" business he had me get dressed so we could discuss this platelet issue. According to his machine my levels were at 999,999 (which was the highest number his would read) and a normal level should range between 140,000 - 440,000. Dr. S was concerned. Dr. S is a very take it as the wind blows kind of person so for him to be concerned concerned me. So, after drawing more blood and rechecking there, just to be sure they sent the sample over to the hospital. A couple of hours later I received a phone call from Dr. M's office with an appointment for today. Then I received another phone call from Dr. S explaining that he was referring me to a Hematologist (Dr. M) for a more thorough workup.&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit I was a little freaked out but surprisingly I haven't dwelled on it. I had really expected to be given some medication to correct it and move on...well, that is not how things went. So here's the rundown. After seven tubes of blood, three waiting rooms, two very long hours and one Dr. M later we know a lot and very little. My actual platelet count from Monday was 1.5 MILLION and today's was 1.3 million. Even though today's was a little lower Dr. M was quick to say that it is not unusual for it to fluctuate that much when levels are as high as mine. We know I have &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/thrombocytosis/DS01088"&gt;Thrombocytosis &lt;/a&gt;but we don't know what kind yet. There are two kinds of Thrombocytosis, reactive and essential. I will not presume to know exactly what that means but my understanding is that reactive is my body reacting to something (hopefully my IUD) or essential which means my body just produces too many platelets and they give me medication to help. Words such as chronic leukemia and bone marrow biopsy were thrown at me as well but only as possibilities and not likelys. I mentioned my IUD earlier because looking back over my levels since I had it put in until today (1 year today) they have steadily been increasing. So we are praying HARD that by having it removed my levels will begin to fall until they reach normal. I also had stated earlier that God is AMAZING because had I switched doctors the local doctor does not take blood samples during routine checkups. So I know that no matter what comes of this ordeal, GOD is already ALL over it watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;I do ask that you pray for me during this difficult time and for my family.&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;That the IUD removal WILL bring my platelet count down to normal.&lt;br /&gt;That I make it through this week without losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;That I don't have a stroke. (Which is possible with levels this high)&lt;br /&gt;That I won't have cancer. ( That word scares me.)&lt;br /&gt;That I won't have to endure a bone marrow biopsy.&lt;br /&gt;Praises:&lt;br /&gt;Matt went with me to my appointments today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't change doctors.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. S took prompt action.&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have such a supportive family.&lt;br /&gt;That my IUD removal went well.&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. Hebrew 11:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4066046714787412169?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4066046714787412169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4066046714787412169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4066046714787412169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4066046714787412169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/thrombocytosis.html' title='Thrombocytosis'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4367350175387243408</id><published>2009-05-12T21:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:20:33.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Corbin!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Corbin's EIGHTH birthday. Wow! Time has flown by in warp speed. Corbin is such a little charmer. He is always talking us into things. In true little boy fashion, he loves all things blue and all things sports and all things electronic and of course all things MAMA. :) I have to admit I love all things Corbin too. God has blessed us beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Corbin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my little Cornbread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozNZwfxII/AAAAAAAAApI/D36kjxQL6dI/s1600-h/Corbin+-+8th+bday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335133013919384706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozNZwfxII/AAAAAAAAApI/D36kjxQL6dI/s400/Corbin+-+8th+bday+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew &amp;amp; Leecie Bob. Giddy up horsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozNMg_gwI/AAAAAAAAApA/mmsT20-yIc0/s1600-h/Corbin+-+8th+bday+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335133010364695298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozNMg_gwI/AAAAAAAAApA/mmsT20-yIc0/s400/Corbin+-+8th+bday+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corbin &amp;amp; Daddy in a skeet ball battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozMzrVMQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/AYFlc-jNbCg/s1600-h/Corbin+-+8th+bday+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335133003697172738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozMzrVMQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/AYFlc-jNbCg/s400/Corbin+-+8th+bday+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4367350175387243408?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4367350175387243408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4367350175387243408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4367350175387243408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4367350175387243408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-corbin.html' title='Happy Birthday Corbin!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SgozNZwfxII/AAAAAAAAApI/D36kjxQL6dI/s72-c/Corbin+-+8th+bday+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5426246924490256318</id><published>2009-05-04T06:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:06:16.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He might NOT be a beautician but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have to say I have a new love in my heart (and a good laugh) for my dear sweet husband. You see, I got the brilliant idea yesterday that I would recolor my hair MYSELF...yea, MISTAKE, especially since I have a very talented sister who is a beautician. Anyway, I put my too cute rubber gloves on and started coloring away. I carefully watched the time and at exactly 25 minutes I rinsed, conditioned, rinsed again and wrapped my hair tightly up in a towel. Everything was going just peachy until I took off the towel and the sun came out, and it was raining outside. Ahem. After my initial shock, and applying SPF 40, I thought well maybe it won't be so bad after I dry it. Then I thought maybe it won't be so bad after I fix it. Well maybe I was WRONG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, after the "I told you so" spill from my big sis I threw on a baseball cap and headed back to Wal-Mart for take two, only take two required not one but two more color kits. One for the desired color and one so I could have a cap to pull my hair through to help tame the sun with an eclipse. :) So I get back home, we eat supper by way of sun light, watch a movie and put the kids to bed so we could get started. Matt had agreed during my conversation with Amie that he would help with this process. So I pulled on my stylish new cap and gave my husband a bright and shiny and SHARP new hook to pull my hair through with and away we went. Well, after many bouts of throwing the hook down and something about a rat's nest (oh! and referring to my sister as CRAZY for her career choice) I knew something had to be done. So, with an aching scalp and a profound disgust the cap ended up back in the box only TWO HOURS after we had begun and a new ALL OVER color was applied. After examining my end result and deciding I could live with it I crawled into bed at 1 am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All in all I think I have learned a few things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Never give your husband an excuse (and a weapon) to torture you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Light Blonde should really be named You Are My Sunshine Blonde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Pain is Beauty or Beauty is Pain...however that saying goes -- IT HURTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Next time I WILL be tortured, I mean pampered, by my sister instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* Finally. Matt might not be a beautician but the man &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; me enough to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the final result. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332011241625632850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sf8b-Vt8QFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/fGys1xGXBOc/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&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/5932637703761588193-5426246924490256318?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5426246924490256318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5426246924490256318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5426246924490256318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5426246924490256318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-might-not-be-beautician-but.html' title='He might NOT be a beautician but...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sf8b-Vt8QFI/AAAAAAAAAn4/fGys1xGXBOc/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8419523806299612295</id><published>2009-05-01T22:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:21:42.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State Bible Drill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had ten fabulous kids participate in the State Bible Drill from our church last week. I am so proud of each one of them. I would so lose to any one of these 4th-6th grade Bible Drillers on "Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?" I mean, could you recite and find 25 Bible verses just from hearing the first few words of the verse or the reference? Me neither. I feel so unsmart right now. Anyway, Matthew was so nervous but he did great. We must also say a special thank you to Mrs. Robyn Shelton and Mrs. Katherine Parham for working so hard in preparing these boys and girls with the word of God. You ladies are super!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Matthew receiving his award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331057535308630706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfu4lU09irI/AAAAAAAAAno/NiibIm3rpIM/s400/lollipop+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Way Cool - Super Smart - God's Word Knowing - State Bible Drillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfu4lL_B15I/AAAAAAAAAng/AwveO9Qtkmc/s1600-h/lollipop+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331057532934936466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfu4lL_B15I/AAAAAAAAAng/AwveO9Qtkmc/s400/lollipop+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8419523806299612295?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8419523806299612295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8419523806299612295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8419523806299612295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8419523806299612295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/state-bible-drill.html' title='State Bible Drill'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfu4lU09irI/AAAAAAAAAno/NiibIm3rpIM/s72-c/lollipop+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6466912462402259088</id><published>2009-05-01T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:58:59.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She represents the Lollipop Guild...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, we broke down and gave Leecie Bob her very first lollipop the other night, well actually it was a ring pop, and she L-O-V-E-D it!!!! It was like a watermelon flavored  paci to her. She quickly whittled it down to almost nothing and Mommy was afraid that she would utilize her brand new razor sharp toofies so I took it away and the wailing immediately began. She cried for ten minutes. Almost long enough for Daddy to break down and give her another one. Thankfully Mommy shushed wailing Leecie Bob just in time. Vanilla Wafers anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie Bob's impression of a fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean lovin' a ring pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfuz60ZB0kI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PMfBMdylIPg/s1600-h/lollipop+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331052407000519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfuz60ZB0kI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PMfBMdylIPg/s400/lollipop+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6466912462402259088?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6466912462402259088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6466912462402259088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6466912462402259088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6466912462402259088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-represents-lollipop-guild.html' title='She represents the Lollipop Guild...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Sfuz60ZB0kI/AAAAAAAAAnY/PMfBMdylIPg/s72-c/lollipop+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7466549700814227338</id><published>2009-04-28T12:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:48:24.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon! to a screen near you.</title><content type='html'>New posts and new pictures are coming soon...I PROMISE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just saw that my SIL &lt;a href="http://danielandcolbymartin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colby&lt;/a&gt; updated her blog with new family photos that are sooooo cute and I am soooooo jealous. I have tons of Ann Elise pictures because she is at that got-to-catch-every-moment stage. I have a few of the boys. But I have NONE of our whole family since Mother's Day 2008 or even one or the other parent with the kiddos. I am so terrible at that. It's not easy getting three kids and a husband to cooperate for a family photo but by gollie I am going to try to get at least one very, Very, VERY soon...maybe even this weekend. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7466549700814227338?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7466549700814227338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7466549700814227338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7466549700814227338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7466549700814227338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/04/coming-soon-to-screen-near-you.html' title='Coming Soon! to a screen near you.'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8195799045271319683</id><published>2009-03-26T18:26:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:47:09.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Very First Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just to warn you, I may be a rambling, emotional, chatterbox throughout this looooong post, but it is my only daughter's VERY FIRST BIRTHDAY and I can blog if I want to. (Can't you just hear that last part to the tune of "It's My Party and I'll Cry if I want to"?) lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anywho - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, March 26, 2009, we celebrate the first birthday of our only daughter, Ann Elise Martin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To My Daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I write this letter to you, you sleep in the highchair next to me with a purple paci in that sweet little toothless mouth of yours, your pink heart bib cocked sideways around your sweet little rolled neck, in your turquoise shirt with the cutest pink pants hiked up to your knees and those sweet, kissable, size three bare feet dangling just a few inches shy of the foot rest, oh how I love those sweet little toes, at this very moment your hair is glistening in the kitchen light from having wiped your cheese stained hands through your hair, your precious green eyes are hidden behind your beautiful, long eyelashes that are closed ever so lightly and fluttering from time to time as you dream. I wonder what you must be dreaming of. Prince Charming perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You, my darling daughter, were prayed for for many years before you were ever conceived. Our desire to have another child was slowly turning into heartache as the months turned to years without a baby. I prayed and cried and often felt angry at God for putting this desire in my heart but leaving my arms empty. Looking back I can now understand a little better. God was preparing my heart for more. I grew closer to God during our struggle to conceive you and even more during the months of carrying you. God had the perfect plan in place for when you would come into our family...His plan. As you were growing inside of me, so very close to my heart, you helped me not only survive some of the hardest moments of my life but gave me hope, strength, and peace about all the not-so-peaceful things going on around me. Again, God's perfect timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You light up a room when you smile and you smile most all the time. You especially love your two big brothers. Anytime they come within sight you get so ecstatic and so do they. You are such a beautiful combination of Matthew and Corbin. You have shown them that God does answer prayers for they prayed for a baby sister and here you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are already such a girly-girl. You are instantly attracted to anything pink, purple, shiny or shoes. You love, love, love to wear Mommy's necklaces. You love, love, love to wear squeaky shoes. And you love, love, love to steal Daddy's night time yogurt snack. (And Daddy loves, loves, loves to share it you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are so independent and determined in everything you do. You have such a little temper when you don't get your way, which isn't often because you most often get your way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You, my darling daughter, are the final piece to make our family whole. Both Daddy and I love you so very, very much and we thank God for our family every single day. As we close the first chapter of your life we await with such excitement on what this next chapter will tell and the many more to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, for your viewing pleasure....PICTURES! Yea. Don't you just love pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's hard to believe you went from this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317695763228965186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScxAH07cuUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bOmucKQIsnE/s400/Ann_Elise_Face_%26_Hands%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317645833929227394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwStjyv_II/AAAAAAAAAmg/pj_vYAOaXHI/s400/March,+2008+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwTEp6ip8I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bFDZ0MXI4v4/s1600-h/one+year+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317646230709512130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwTEp6ip8I/AAAAAAAAAnI/bFDZ0MXI4v4/s400/one+year+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Little Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSup95FHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/8wW3zjX4Vvw/s1600-h/one+year+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317645852766442610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSup95FHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/8wW3zjX4Vvw/s400/one+year+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I meant to say was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Little Miss Piggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSuucZ31I/AAAAAAAAAm4/4q--ZOz-vK4/s1600-h/one+year+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317645853968162642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSuucZ31I/AAAAAAAAAm4/4q--ZOz-vK4/s400/one+year+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got chills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day in the not so distant future Ann&lt;br /&gt;Elise will be wearing a wedding veil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSuQyglgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/St_3rwEVcx0/s1600-h/one+year+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317645846007813634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScwSuQyglgI/AAAAAAAAAmw/St_3rwEVcx0/s400/one+year+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/118/EA8C5D1A53A70D7EAE30F8772A417D49.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8195799045271319683?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8195799045271319683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8195799045271319683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8195799045271319683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8195799045271319683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-very-first-birthday.html' title='Happy Very First Birthday!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScxAH07cuUI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bOmucKQIsnE/s72-c/Ann_Elise_Face_%26_Hands%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8166987175252375008</id><published>2009-03-17T22:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:37:22.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me! Monday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBsVp9KaFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ofNg9agxBGI/s1600-h/NotMeMonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314366679592626258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBsVp9KaFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ofNg9agxBGI/s400/NotMeMonday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time to participate in this so hang on, it's going to be a bumpy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not post this Not Me! Monday! on Tuesday...I certainly did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not send my infant daughter to daycare without her paci today. How awful would that have been? I absolutely did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not spent all night piddling on the computer...nope, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not spend way too much money at the ob-gyn just to find out that "it just goes along with your IUD". Not me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not just type the ob-gyn statement because that would be extremely personal and more information than you want to know....NOT ME, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house most certainly does not look like a tornado came through...twice...No sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not clean out our refrigerator last week to find a bowl of salad left over from who knows when and it did not smell bad, no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not question the last time we had salad because we have salad so often...Eeek, no I am a good mama and I give my children salad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's kind of fun to let out a few of those "Did I really do that?" Maybe I will get better at these posts and maybe I will remember to post it on Mondays and maybe you will join in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday...I mean Monday...Okay, Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8166987175252375008?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8166987175252375008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8166987175252375008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8166987175252375008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8166987175252375008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me! Monday!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBsVp9KaFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ofNg9agxBGI/s72-c/NotMeMonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1029434551855255292</id><published>2009-03-17T20:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:40:14.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;To help jump start Spring Break (and March Madness) we took to the boys to see the Harlem Globe Trotters last night. We had a blast! We even waited in the ever so not-short line to get Big Easy's autograph on our newly acquired second mortgage, I mean official Harlem Globe Trotters basketballs. We left Leecie to get spoiled with Pop &amp;amp; Granny. I don't really know what magic potion Granny mixed up for Leecie, but she sacked out before we made it home WITHOUT a bottle and slept all night. Anyway, the boys are going fishing tomorrow with Daddy and Papaw but unless Matthew remembers his camera there will be NO pictures. Guys, or at least my guy, is just not that into pictures. Maybe they will have a funny story or two to share with Mommy while I am stuck at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;HGT entering the court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy do they know how to put on a show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWX3l8f1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/rcCZnEj4pZE/s1600-h/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314342528357269330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWX3l8f1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/rcCZnEj4pZE/s400/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Martin Crew minus one Leecie-Bob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWXhfcQtI/AAAAAAAAAl4/E_xO9ZzKH-U/s1600-h/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314342522424410834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWXhfcQtI/AAAAAAAAAl4/E_xO9ZzKH-U/s400/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My two Globe Trotter wanna-bes. Oh, and they are sporting our second mortgage for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314342520285501906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWXZhfGdI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uygvhNTthBE/s400/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Leecie-Bob and Bandie (poor frightened Bandie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314342534118829506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWYNDm7cI/AAAAAAAAAmI/TBQFZk_0bNE/s400/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+027.JPG" border="0" /&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/5932637703761588193-1029434551855255292?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1029434551855255292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1029434551855255292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1029434551855255292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1029434551855255292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBWX3l8f1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/rcCZnEj4pZE/s72-c/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1255815703988224386</id><published>2009-03-17T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:55:56.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I know what you are thinking...how adorable my children are. You must be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with envy I'm sure. :) Sorry I couldn't resist. Just thought I would share a little of the "holiday?" spirit. Hope you didn't get pinched today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBTWSKk8eI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hgKdQS1h8-M/s1600-h/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314339202595615202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBTWSKk8eI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hgKdQS1h8-M/s400/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1255815703988224386?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1255815703988224386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1255815703988224386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1255815703988224386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1255815703988224386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-saint-patricks-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/ScBTWSKk8eI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hgKdQS1h8-M/s72-c/Harllem+Globe+tROTTERS+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2921542342607430434</id><published>2009-03-14T21:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:07:45.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want more and I want it now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise got a little taste of Daddy's yogurt and that was all it took to make it her new favorite snack. She ate up all of Daddy's and screamed for more. If you didn't know better you would swear she had not had a bite to eat all day because our little girl showed her lady like manners and actually licked the container. Yikes! Now she is giving her Daddy all kinds of lovin' so he has promised her she can share his yogurt with him every night. Anybody know how much Yoplait stock is going for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is sooooo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243036483232226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxuZBLmoeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GzZMHhcxmDk/s400/Yoplait+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you mean it's all gone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243043682215954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxuZb_-aBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/kXaB_xOX7O0/s400/Yoplait+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I told you there was more...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313243048497183922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxuZt78_LI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1nlskLvQriM/s400/Yoplait+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2921542342607430434?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2921542342607430434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2921542342607430434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2921542342607430434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2921542342607430434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-more-and-i-want-it-now.html' title='I want more and I want it now!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxuZBLmoeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GzZMHhcxmDk/s72-c/Yoplait+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-833277738351473808</id><published>2009-03-14T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:44:09.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm a little late...it still counts</title><content type='html'>Sorry I'm a week late with this post but I have been feeling a little under the weather this week. Anyway, Matt and I celebrated 11 years of marriage last Saturday, March 7th. And what an 11 years it has been, some good, some not bad but not so good and some absolutely amazing. We have grown so much over the years and we are more in love today than the day we wed. Matt is such an amazing husband and father. He is most definitely the love of my life. I thank God daily for the wonderful blessing of Matt. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you here and throughout eternity. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxnoNyE-HI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eecYc35CnR0/s1600-h/Tubes+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313235600982472818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxnoNyE-HI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eecYc35CnR0/s400/Tubes+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-833277738351473808?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/833277738351473808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=833277738351473808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/833277738351473808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/833277738351473808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-im-little-lateit-still-counts.html' title='So I&apos;m a little late...it still counts'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SbxnoNyE-HI/AAAAAAAAAlE/eecYc35CnR0/s72-c/Tubes+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4563843744263473324</id><published>2009-03-09T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:06:56.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Baby Girl Cora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I happened upon a blog about a family who has just lost their sweet baby girl,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themcclenahans.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;.  I encourage you to check out their blog and read about their story of joy, heartache and faith. And for those of you who can bear it, watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themcclenahans.blogspot.com/2009/02/cora-video.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Cora Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;, just be sure you have a box of tissues handy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I pray that every time I feel frustration coming on from the boys fighting or AE crying for her paci for the umpteenth time I will think of Cora, smile, and be reminded of how very blessed I am to have my children surrounding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4563843744263473324?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4563843744263473324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4563843744263473324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4563843744263473324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4563843744263473324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-baby-girl-cora.html' title='Sweet Baby Girl Cora'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3061146966542227668</id><published>2009-03-01T09:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:07:39.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's cold outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What better way to start your day than with snow everywhere? Isn't God amazing? I got the pleasure of attending a Women's Conference this weekend with Rita &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sweatt&lt;/span&gt; as the guest speaker (love her!) and we ended the conference by focusing on how you can find shelter, refuge, joy, strength, peace and love under God's wing. So when I awoke to everything COVERED in snow this morning (in Mississippi), I was awe struck and reminded of how God can cover us with His wing just as He COVERED everything around us with this beautiful snow. It is so humbling to see how big God is. Only God, and not global warming Al Gore, could create such an environment. Anyway, I pray that you will find joy as you take in the beauty of this Lord's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaylen&lt;/span&gt; --- Since you got snow for your eighth birthday you won't be receiving any other presents. HA! Just kidding. We love you Katie-Bug and hope you have a great day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough pictures Mom. We want to play! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all, we don't see snow every day...or even every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249044171237842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SaqwYaEiKdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/y8IrFjqpuQQ/s400/Snow+Day+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3061146966542227668?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3061146966542227668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3061146966542227668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3061146966542227668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3061146966542227668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby it&apos;s cold outside!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SaqwYaEiKdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/y8IrFjqpuQQ/s72-c/Snow+Day+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4232211886366507852</id><published>2009-02-26T20:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:35:01.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am in shock as I am writing this. I can't believe our little girl is eleven months old today. The boys and I played photo shoot with Leecie on Saturday and we had a couple of keepers. She was wanting to eat and nap NOT sit and look pretty. We had a good time trying to get her to laugh though. She will walk circles around the house as long as it she is holding on to Mommy's or Daddy's hand or pushing her stroller. She will not let go for anything. Aunt Heddie says not to rush her and I know she is right but it's hard not to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We are in party planning mode trying to get everything lined up for her big day. It is so much more for for Mommy to plan a party full of everything pink and princess rather than Power Rangers or Baukugan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you're &lt;strong&gt;PRETTY&lt;/strong&gt; and you know it clap your hands&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SadXnLVP1PI/AAAAAAAAAks/Hg4HBnRQOpU/s1600-h/one+year+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307307016447841522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SadXnLVP1PI/AAAAAAAAAks/Hg4HBnRQOpU/s400/one+year+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4232211886366507852?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4232211886366507852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4232211886366507852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4232211886366507852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4232211886366507852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/02/eleven-months-old.html' title='Eleven Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SadXnLVP1PI/AAAAAAAAAks/Hg4HBnRQOpU/s72-c/one+year+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1438881073672503018</id><published>2009-01-31T11:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:21:30.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you want to visit our house?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We have had a whole lot of interesting illnesses going round our house lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a brief run down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. scratched finger that set up an infection in his lymph nodes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Roseola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Had surgery to have a cyst removed from inside his lower lip. Everything was good until early the next morning when he woke up with a high fever and severe swelling. After visiting two ERs he was finally sent home with steroids and antibiotics...which leads me to number two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. He broke out in a rash from head to toe. After Corbin just getting over Roseola we just knew he had the same thing. Wrong! He was having a delayed allergic reaction to his antibiotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Went to the doctor on Friday and was diagnosed with your average run of the mill ear infection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Went back to the doctor on Saturday after running a high fever and was sent home with multiple diagnoses of ear infection, strep throat and the flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and during all of this Matt had the stomach bug and I had a mystery illness that involved a high white blood count, two doctor visits and a cat scan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you want to come on over to my house? No? I can't imagine why not. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew with his Bubba Gump lip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SYSMnNLvjcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZJ8AAgzErKc/s1600-h/Bubba+Gump+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297513666876247490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SYSMnNLvjcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZJ8AAgzErKc/s400/Bubba+Gump+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1438881073672503018?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1438881073672503018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1438881073672503018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1438881073672503018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1438881073672503018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-you-want-to-visit-our-house.html' title='Don&apos;t you want to visit our house?'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SYSMnNLvjcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZJ8AAgzErKc/s72-c/Bubba+Gump+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3051390267865715213</id><published>2009-01-26T22:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:57:11.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Little Miss Leecie is ten months old today and to celebrate the occasion she decided to debut her latest trick...climbing! Matt &amp;amp; I were sitting in the living room and looked over to find AE standing on top of her superstar mirror. She was so proud she had to show us her new feat over and over and over again. I was hoping this was one trait she wouldn't inherit from her mama, yes her mama. I was such a climber when I was a young one so very long ago. Matthew and Corbin both inherited my keen ability to scale things in the blink of an eye and I was really hoping that Leecie would be a little more down to earth. :)&lt;br /&gt;I am in disbelief that ten months has come around so quickly and then I realize that Matthew is ten years old and I think I had better start researching time travel so I can be sure to get the most out of the precious time I have with my husband and children. Why is it that the older we get the quicker the years go by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie reigning over all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX6LTZbMPGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ERPbGT2rfi8/s1600-h/10+months+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295823377192991842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX6LTZbMPGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ERPbGT2rfi8/s400/10+months+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3051390267865715213?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3051390267865715213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3051390267865715213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3051390267865715213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3051390267865715213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/ten-months-old.html' title='Ten Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX6LTZbMPGI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ERPbGT2rfi8/s72-c/10+months+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2058982786394560903</id><published>2009-01-25T22:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:00:38.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie got a new kitchen set for Christmas and of course the best part was the BOX it came in...bet you didn't see that coming. My kids are such a cliche. They have played in and out of that box more than AE has played with her kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This girl will do anything to get to her pacie...even if that means going into a dark scary cave, I mean box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX09dhdlpiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4b_b5ujogt8/s1600-h/Tubes+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456314265544226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX09dhdlpiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4b_b5ujogt8/s400/Tubes+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin trying his very best to fit in the box. I can still remember when he WAS small enough to fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456321770331938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX09d9a3nyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/takMjiDOy50/s400/Tubes+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2058982786394560903?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2058982786394560903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2058982786394560903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2058982786394560903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2058982786394560903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-box.html' title='Out of the Box'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SX09dhdlpiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4b_b5ujogt8/s72-c/Tubes+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3634198481422280600</id><published>2009-01-20T20:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:07:10.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi, Ann Elise here, just checking in. Have I told all you bloggers how much I love my daddy? My daddy is the bestes daddy in the whole wide world. He plays with me and rocks me to sleep every night. I love you daddy!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy is a little camera shy at times but trust me, he's holding my hands as we dance in the kitchen in my brand new Tinker Bell night gown. I saw this in the store with my mommy and I just had to have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't I look cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM6itdNII/AAAAAAAAAjU/ogTsIgnVN2A/s1600-h/Tubes+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293573349398361218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM6itdNII/AAAAAAAAAjU/ogTsIgnVN2A/s400/Tubes+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;These next two pictures are of me curled up in my daddy's lap ready for beddy-by-land. My mommy was trying out a new feature on her camera. What do you think? I know already...you think I am just precious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody thinks that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM6ejcsJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/vM3_cgkD-JE/s1600-h/Tubes+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293573348282642578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM6ejcsJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/vM3_cgkD-JE/s400/Tubes+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM55KUOII/AAAAAAAAAjE/46VI9rNWWHY/s1600-h/Tubes+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293573338245118082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM55KUOII/AAAAAAAAAjE/46VI9rNWWHY/s400/Tubes+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3634198481422280600?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3634198481422280600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3634198481422280600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3634198481422280600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3634198481422280600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-sweet-it-is-to-be-loved-by-you.html' title='Me &amp; My Daddy'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaM6itdNII/AAAAAAAAAjU/ogTsIgnVN2A/s72-c/Tubes+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-523901846063228765</id><published>2009-01-20T19:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:40:37.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My hot dog has a first name is O-S-C-A-R. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My hot dog has a second name it's M-A-Y-E-R. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were driving through Tupelo a couple of weeks ago and to our surprise we found not one but two Oscar Mayer Wiener Mobiles parked behind a Mexican restaurant. I didn't know they served hot dog tacos. Ewe...could you imagine if that were true? Gross!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, Corbin &amp;amp; The Wiener Mobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHkPwfHBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/dPKIGETrnak/s1600-h/Tubes+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567468795534354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHkPwfHBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/dPKIGETrnak/s400/Tubes+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My kiddos with Nana from Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHj0dlT9I/AAAAAAAAAis/nUMuLpn_i0s/s1600-h/Tubes+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567461468491730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHj0dlT9I/AAAAAAAAAis/nUMuLpn_i0s/s400/Tubes+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise with her lion just before getting her ear tubes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;She absolutely loves that lion. She will even roar on cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHjk97mVI/AAAAAAAAAik/rwIqFdjfk88/s1600-h/Tubes+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567457309202770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHjk97mVI/AAAAAAAAAik/rwIqFdjfk88/s400/Tubes+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-523901846063228765?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/523901846063228765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=523901846063228765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/523901846063228765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/523901846063228765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-pix.html' title='Random Pix'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SXaHkPwfHBI/AAAAAAAAAi0/dPKIGETrnak/s72-c/Tubes+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4673346477480694189</id><published>2009-01-20T19:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:50:45.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Munchin' with the Martins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w620.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s620.photobucket.com/albums/tt283/kapm79/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30378e70.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were blessed enough this past Sunday to get to have lunch with Matt's family. It was especially nice to get to visit with Loyce. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4673346477480694189?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4673346477480694189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4673346477480694189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4673346477480694189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4673346477480694189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/munchin-with-martins.html' title='Munchin&amp;#39; with the Martins'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8216014919312802651</id><published>2009-01-13T16:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:42:07.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;You scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We all scream for ICE CREAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;AE: I was visiting Mommy at work today and I decided to give her ice cream a try. WOWIE! Is that stuff good or what? I really just couldn't get enough of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I will just touch it first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SW0XzGtUqrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/BgG55_yOUGE/s1600-h/AE+&amp;amp;+Ice+Cream+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290911303971678898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SW0XzGtUqrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/BgG55_yOUGE/s400/AE+%26+Ice+Cream+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lip-Smacking Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SW0Xy8aDguI/AAAAAAAAAhY/2gvOJIJJAes/s1600-h/AE+&amp;amp;+Ice+Cream+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290911301206508258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SW0Xy8aDguI/AAAAAAAAAhY/2gvOJIJJAes/s400/AE+%26+Ice+Cream+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8216014919312802651?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8216014919312802651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8216014919312802651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8216014919312802651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8216014919312802651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SW0XzGtUqrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/BgG55_yOUGE/s72-c/AE+%26+Ice+Cream+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1039156648126313855</id><published>2008-12-22T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:45:11.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Plus Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok. So I know it has been a while since my last post and I have a lot of catching up to do, but for now a small post about our visit with Santa will have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After only an hour of waiting in line it was finally our turn to see Santa and the only one of us who was even remotely excited was Corbin (who just so happens to be the one Santa is most likely to leave coal in his stocking). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin couldn't wait to jump on Santa's knee and start rattling off his list of X-Box 360, Playstations 1, 2 and 3, WII (which we already have), PSP, puzzles, a scooter and of course games to go with all his new gaming systems. In the words of Santa, " He only wants enough that a second mortgage would cover." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecie just stared at him with this look that said - if I weren't so tired of having to wait in line to see who ever you are then I might be tempted to pull off that white stuff that is stuck on your face because you just look weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew was none to thrilled to see Santa this year. (insert tears filling Mama's eyes) He says that he is ten-years old and too big to sit on Santa's lap when he's not even the real Santa...just one of his helpers. (Shew! We are getting too close.) Anyway, I did manage to talk him in to standing next to Santa for a picture (so "Leecie wouldn't be scared", that girl is not scared of anything, but it worked none the less). When they were done with the picture Santa looked at Matthew and asked if he wanted to sit on his knee and Matthew started waving his hands and said "no thanks" so Santa asked what he wanted for Christmas and Matthew just said "not much" and walked off. Teenage years here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SU_IYrkP1oI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/L9Q-eBA7E78/s1600-h/Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282661214266054274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SU_IYrkP1oI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/L9Q-eBA7E78/s400/Santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1039156648126313855?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1039156648126313855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1039156648126313855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1039156648126313855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1039156648126313855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-plus-three.html' title='Santa Plus Three'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SU_IYrkP1oI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/L9Q-eBA7E78/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5199951403811360043</id><published>2008-11-11T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:04:58.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is Matt's 32nd birthday. How about a little bit of a back story...Matt and I have known each other since high school. Back then, my too shy hubby would barely utter a "Hey" when I spoke to him in passing, ah, but how quickly that changed. Matt and his roommate had a party one night and Belle and I decided to go. We were hanging out talking and then I noticed that the person sitting next to him had gotten up and I took the opening. I sat down next to him locked my arm through his and proudly declared that he was going to be my date for the night. Then, on his 21st birthday, Matt proposed to me in a photo booth, I very happily accepted and have absolutely no regrets. And ladies, let me just tell you what a find he truly is! He is truly my soul mate, my lover, the father of my children, my comforter, my hand holder, my body guard, and my very best friend. Geesh, I tear up just thinking about all the roles he does play in my life. WOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt, I just want you to know how very much I love you and that I thank God for you daily. You definitely make me smile, make me happy, make me whole. If I could go back back in time I wouldn't change a thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday My Love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt with his proteges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I am in so much trouble with this crew.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_ifKr6TI/AAAAAAAAAg0/61opUGK0q6Q/s1600-h/S7000994_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267451838389283122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_ifKr6TI/AAAAAAAAAg0/61opUGK0q6Q/s320/S7000994_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy with his little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_i9vFVNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/k-dIHTNpMgI/s1600-h/PS7001331_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267451846595007698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_i9vFVNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/k-dIHTNpMgI/s320/PS7001331_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My biggest kid at play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_h_ilcCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/flnj4bmX6Dk/s1600-h/10+&amp;amp;+7+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267451829899587618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_h_ilcCI/AAAAAAAAAgs/flnj4bmX6Dk/s320/10+%26+7+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5199951403811360043?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5199951403811360043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5199951403811360043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5199951403811360043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5199951403811360043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-matt.html' title='Happy Birthday Matt!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRm_ifKr6TI/AAAAAAAAAg0/61opUGK0q6Q/s72-c/S7000994_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2118374960918860558</id><published>2008-11-10T09:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:52:26.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok. Ok. I know I'm late but things have been hectic. Corbin was sick followed by Ann Elise getting yet another ear infection. Yuck! Anyway, all was well on Halloween night and we were able to get in some trick-or-treating and a hayride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few costume pics. (Sorry, I don't have everybody. Wes and Josh did not dress up, Eli wouldn't cooperate and I didn't see Kaylen but two seconds, it was dark and I knew my camera would have freaked out trying capture something in the dark. So, next year, I promise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clone Trooper Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRDPjLpnI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Bet8lXU6bWE/s1600-h/S7002149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267048880365348466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRDPjLpnI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Bet8lXU6bWE/s320/S7002149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin in his role as Bumble Bee from Transformers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRD1miZ9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/1iRvvLfTohM/s1600-h/S7002147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267048890579970002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRD1miZ9I/AAAAAAAAAf8/1iRvvLfTohM/s320/S7002147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fairy Princess Ann Elise with her magic wand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRENTojzI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6emXR3hBGBE/s1600-h/S7002166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267048896943132466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRENTojzI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6emXR3hBGBE/s320/S7002166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhREX7c6lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dsvSU6Ps0D0/s1600-h/S7002148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267048899794496082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhREX7c6lI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dsvSU6Ps0D0/s320/S7002148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bumble Bee Ainsley with Mimi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was so cute waddling around in her costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhREw92FtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/89IKLYtWKXE/s1600-h/S7002151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267048906515420882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhREw92FtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/89IKLYtWKXE/s320/S7002151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oyce (Matt's grandfather) with Ann Elise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He turned 86 last Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Oyce. We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRYOcJKPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-uFv_scCLwE/s1600-h/S7002157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267049240844642546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRYOcJKPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-uFv_scCLwE/s320/S7002157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I must say that I really love the picture above with Oyce. AE was so sweet caressing his face. It made me want to cry. Oyce is definitely a person we admire.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mrs. Bacon (our old neighbor) with her self proclaimed grandchildren, C, AE &amp;amp; M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRYhKMLTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CeEO91PhNDc/s1600-h/S7002163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267049245869616434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRYhKMLTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/CeEO91PhNDc/s320/S7002163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2118374960918860558?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2118374960918860558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2118374960918860558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2118374960918860558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2118374960918860558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SRhRDPjLpnI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Bet8lXU6bWE/s72-c/S7002149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5701092971182420647</id><published>2008-10-27T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:20:24.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise turned seven months old on Sunday and has changed so much over the past month. She is crawling, getting into a sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; all by herself, and in the last couple of days has started pulling up. She is so sweet and is already showing us that "little girl" personality. She is drawn to anything pink or shiny. It is amazing how different girls and boys are right from the beginning. And she knows that she rules the roost already. She gets waited on hand and foot by everybody in our family. We are constantly getting "parenting advice" from Matthew and Corbin... it is too funny and so sweet that they love her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just hanging out at daycare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262272033695571026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdYiK_lnFI/AAAAAAAAAek/MMPoL8rBtDw/s400/10+%26+7+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My first time on the swings. More Mommy. More.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262272035406172194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdYiRXbUCI/AAAAAAAAAes/IDKMMGo-YD8/s400/10+%26+7+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mimi's floor is slippery so I'd better put on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bib cape so I can crawl faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262272037647189378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdYiZtuhYI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qPrXKjp_Uec/s400/10+%26+7+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm out of here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262273574272702338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdZ72FzF4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/yh97HjIZ4aM/s400/10+%26+7+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5701092971182420647?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5701092971182420647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5701092971182420647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5701092971182420647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5701092971182420647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/seven-months-old.html' title='Seven Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdYiK_lnFI/AAAAAAAAAek/MMPoL8rBtDw/s72-c/10+%26+7+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8898891651960510526</id><published>2008-10-27T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:19:52.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Matthew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdTB509owI/AAAAAAAAAec/PXgcW8QTmfE/s1600-h/10+&amp;amp;+7+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262265981773652738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdTB509owI/AAAAAAAAAec/PXgcW8QTmfE/s320/10+%26+7+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew turned ten on October 27th. He did not want a party this year, just a skateboard, a friend to sleep over and and for a family dinner. (How grown-up) Anyway, we have gotten it all covered except for the family dinner...it's coming later. We took Matthew and his friend Brendan out to dinner Friday night at the Kyoto Hibachi Grill, to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua and then to the Skate Park on Saturday and they had a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for Mom's sentimental side note: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is so hard for me to comprehend that our first born has now been a part of our lives for a whole decade. (Wow! Decade has a whole new meaning to me now.) And what a blessing these past ten years have been. God is truly amazing! I tear up as I stop to think about all the blessings He has given us and that we all too often take for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;very intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;inquisitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;argumentative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;kind hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;out spoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;deep thinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;fast reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;blue eyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;hyperactive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;prayer warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;great big brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;nostalgic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew is such a wonderful person and a true blessing to be around. He knows how to push my buttons more often than not, but he also knows just what to say to make me rethink my attitude sometimes. I cannot imagine my life before him or without him. It has been such a short ten years and the next are sure to go even quicker. It's hard to believe that when the next ten years have come and gone my Matthew will no longer be living under my roof but out living his own life....without me knowing his every move. Oh how sad that makes me. But if he turns out to be half of the person he is now I know he will be fine and knowing that makes me feel a little more at ease....but I will still be checking in with him as often as he will answer my calls.- HA! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Brendan showing off their boards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQHKSd8GI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Tia1mNXaPk4/s1600-h/10+&amp;amp;+7+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262773556834402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQHKSd8GI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Tia1mNXaPk4/s320/10+%26+7+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew getting a feel for things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQGpcwc-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/NtgLFSAMsQ4/s1600-h/10+&amp;amp;+7+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262764741620706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQGpcwc-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/NtgLFSAMsQ4/s320/10+%26+7+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course Matt had to get his turn on the skate board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He only busted it once... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but once was enough for a good laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQIdzxiMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/U6IpRLPolRY/s1600-h/10+&amp;amp;+7+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262262795976673474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdQIdzxiMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/U6IpRLPolRY/s320/10+%26+7+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5932637703761588193-8898891651960510526?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8898891651960510526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8898891651960510526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8898891651960510526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8898891651960510526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-matthew.html' title='Happy Birthday Matthew!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdTB509owI/AAAAAAAAAec/PXgcW8QTmfE/s72-c/10+%26+7+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2788366047688941869</id><published>2008-10-27T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:19:17.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hunter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hunter-man turned two a couple of weeks ago and he celebrated John Deere style at the community center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hunter was too busy to pose for the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262275034630009122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdbQ2WHMSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_NHGTb0NhWE/s400/10+%26+7+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin and Cassie taking over the bounce house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Kids Beware!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262275039629384882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdbRI-DnLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ASb900kGUXc/s400/10+%26+7+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise, Aunt Heddie and Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262275032771585442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdbQvbB5aI/AAAAAAAAAfM/P_jJ90STVXA/s400/10+%26+7+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2788366047688941869?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2788366047688941869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2788366047688941869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2788366047688941869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2788366047688941869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-hunter.html' title='Happy Birthday Hunter!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SQdbQ2WHMSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_NHGTb0NhWE/s72-c/10+%26+7+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6012137212296428855</id><published>2008-10-20T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:45:51.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents Happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We all know that God created us to be unique and that no two of us are exactly alike....well, I would have to say AMEN for that because if there were two of Corbin running around, well the world might be knocked off it's orbit. Corbin. Corbin. Corbin. My big brown eyed, mischievous grinning, stubborn middle child. What ever will we do with him is beyond me. Okay. So I go to his school on Wednesday to have his parent teacher conference and to pick up his progress report and as the teacher is going over his grades with me and telling me what a sweet child I have, I am thinking to myself, wow! I am really doing okay at this whole parenting thing. Well, just as I was patting myself on the back his teacher uttered these words to me, "I caught Corbin cheating on his spelling test on Friday." Needless to say my patting myself on the back feeling turned into I wish I had a place to hide. I was mortified! As stubborn as Corbin is he really is a smart child. Anyway, she explained to me that he had a piece of paper on his desk and was drawing on the back of it, as most of them do I was told, and then she noticed he kept flipping it over and then writing on his test paper. So she eased her way over to his desk and asked him, "What ya got there Corbin?" She said he looked up at her with this look on his face that just screamed "BUSTED!!!!" She said he had been trying to butter her up ever since so she wouldn't tell me. Later when we were talking to Corbin about it he said he "accidentally" cheated. Well, we "accidentally" grounded him through the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess accidents happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6012137212296428855?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6012137212296428855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6012137212296428855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6012137212296428855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6012137212296428855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/accidents-happen.html' title='Accidents Happen'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7300388523744896207</id><published>2008-10-20T09:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:35:23.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Subject: Fwd: My Twelve Names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME: Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle.) Kelizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal plus hair) Green Gazellehair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name and street you live on/or neighborhood if it's a number) Ann Central-Grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name) Marke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. SUPERHERO/CRIMINAL NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color, favorite drink) Blue Cranberry Sierra Mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. YOUR IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, 1st letter of your last name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of your dads name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, and a last letter of your moms first name) Ermoaae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (parents middle names) Dianne Excell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets) Black Fish Tails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;10. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet's name and current street name) Ashes Central-Grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;11. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favorite candy) Jimmie Sour Patch Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;12. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your middle name) Kann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now copy, paste, and send on to all your crazy friends including the one who sent it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7300388523744896207?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7300388523744896207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7300388523744896207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7300388523744896207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7300388523744896207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/subject-fwd-my-twelve-names-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7567573004960288236</id><published>2008-09-29T10:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:01:31.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy half birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy half birthday to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy half birthday dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leecie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy half birthday to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe that our little caboose is now six months and one week old. She went to the doctor today for her six-month check up and she got a great report. She is 14 pounds on the nose and is 25 inches long. Poor baby is short like her mama. She is backwards crawling, pulling up some and bouncing all the time. - I guess she is practicing her cheerleader moves. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We played photo shoot this past Sunday after church and I must admit that I am a darn good photographer. HA!!! Seriously, I just have the most beautiful little girl who knows how to work the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Rollie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Polie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Olie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252999578557183954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOZnSP0td9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/qB-pUXNJXD4/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look Mommy! Now I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tigger&lt;/span&gt;. Bouncing is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkPkWFL8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/viCEC7mHJzU/s1600-h/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251518490363637698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkPkWFL8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/viCEC7mHJzU/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Mommy you are so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252999579236813394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOZnSSWvylI/AAAAAAAAAXw/gecRWeuuktI/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am really shy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah right!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252999586922569138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOZnSu_LHbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dPpu2Rhgwqw/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my Daddy's favorite picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkP-dLe7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ymlX5naoEiE/s1600-h/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251518497372732338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkP-dLe7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ymlX5naoEiE/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; I really can be sweet when I want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252999573963050898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOZnR-tYj5I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6Sqj6cIGTFk/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and my bear can sit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkQQPtGSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LO2qKDt9VT4/s1600-h/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251518502148053282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkQQPtGSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LO2qKDt9VT4/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and my bear can fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkQnfW1II/AAAAAAAAAXY/r7mIZOMu1oM/s1600-h/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251518508387718274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEkQnfW1II/AAAAAAAAAXY/r7mIZOMu1oM/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7567573004960288236?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7567573004960288236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7567573004960288236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7567573004960288236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7567573004960288236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/six-months-old.html' title='Six Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOZnSP0td9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/qB-pUXNJXD4/s72-c/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5663651032207058745</id><published>2008-09-29T10:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:26:17.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Super Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boys have started back to school and back to playing soccer (hence the absence of posts). We average two to three nights a week at the soccer fields plus practices on the weekend, but the boys are having a great time. Corbin has gotten a lot more aggressive with his playing this year - if that is even possible - he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; not afraid to run over somebody or use his head to block the ball. Matthew led his team to victory last week scoring two goals. Way to go Matthew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise likes attending any sporting event, especially if it involves cheerleaders - she is so fascinated by cheerleaders. She even yells for her big brothers like we do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew running after the ball. (Sorry it is so blurry. My camera does not take very good pictures from far away.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507260275374690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEaB5AZOmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bP4ZMEZF1EQ/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin playing goalie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out the determination on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507256141774194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEaBpm3fXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/uM9XdsXkRvo/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise and Pop cheering from the side lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leecy-Bob (aka Ann Elise) wants to play so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507268959291410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEaCZWzSBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/g6R4CRoA2p4/s400/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5663651032207058745?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5663651032207058745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5663651032207058745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5663651032207058745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5663651032207058745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer-super-stars.html' title='Soccer Super Stars'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SOEaB5AZOmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/bP4ZMEZF1EQ/s72-c/Ann+Elise+-+6+months+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-384412823713214215</id><published>2008-09-23T13:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:19:19.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong in 1957</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in 1957&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/50s.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-384412823713214215?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/384412823713214215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=384412823713214215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/384412823713214215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/384412823713214215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-belong-in-1957.html' title='I belong in 1957'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6579486878243290184</id><published>2008-08-30T09:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:03:50.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubber Ducky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't you just hear Ernie - or is it Bert?- (off Sesame Street) singing his Rubber Ducky song? Ann Elise is definitely fond of her Rubber Ducky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;So much so that she tries to imitate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;See the duck. Be the duck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlgVbvORMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tJTWOZVJZCs/s1600-h/5+months+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240325562761626818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlgVbvORMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tJTWOZVJZCs/s400/5+months+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6579486878243290184?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6579486878243290184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6579486878243290184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6579486878243290184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6579486878243290184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/rubber-ducky.html' title='Rubber Ducky'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlgVbvORMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tJTWOZVJZCs/s72-c/5+months+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6583130558140348523</id><published>2008-08-30T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:56:50.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe that our baby girl is already five months old. Here she is in her pretty church dress that Mrs. Leigh gave her. She is eating fruits and just started vegetables (not so crazy about sweet peas yet) and she has started drinking from a sippy cup. She is wanting to play on the floor more and more and can get her Jenny Jump-Up to bouncing pretty high. She can light up the room when she smiles, just as her brothers do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlfTuRhvoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rVJpe9qqFDE/s1600-h/Inside+House+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240324433865981570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlfTuRhvoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rVJpe9qqFDE/s400/Inside+House+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6583130558140348523?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6583130558140348523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6583130558140348523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6583130558140348523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6583130558140348523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/five-months.html' title='Five Months'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLlfTuRhvoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/rVJpe9qqFDE/s72-c/Inside+House+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2004971338249099287</id><published>2008-08-26T16:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:57:39.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly Beans Continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I got yet another roll of film developed and these photos were definitely like finding good jelly beans. These pictures were from 2003. We had been to Florida on vacation and Matthew started preschool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin and Matthew in Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIUgPYQEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ElkJCO2-d9A/s1600-h/Florida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238962152371929154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIUgPYQEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ElkJCO2-d9A/s400/Florida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin and Matthew all dressed up and smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even at two-years old Corbin had the most mischievous grin. And my Matthew eating up the camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIVJ5t-iI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5Ipt6m7TPH0/s1600-h/4+and+2+dressed+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238962163555367458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIVJ5t-iI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5Ipt6m7TPH0/s400/4+and+2+dressed+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIVJ5t-iI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5Ipt6m7TPH0/s1600-h/4+and+2+dressed+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew's first day of preschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIWII0p0I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/m7JwPV0ZlEA/s1600-h/Preschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238962180261717826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIWII0p0I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/m7JwPV0ZlEA/s400/Preschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2004971338249099287?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2004971338249099287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2004971338249099287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2004971338249099287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2004971338249099287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/jelly-beans-continued.html' title='Jelly Beans Continued...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLSIUgPYQEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ElkJCO2-d9A/s72-c/Florida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7019348522935831737</id><published>2008-08-21T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:33:02.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a start anyway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am trying to get back in the swing of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin just had family photos made and I thought they turned out GREAT. As most of you know if can be rather tricky to get a young one to pose for pictures much less two but I think that Cassie and Hunter both did an excellent job....now, if only Heather could have gotten Waylon to cooperate. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heather, Waylon, Cassie and little Hunter-man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SK3PO2Kqn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/9l69_rbMdf0/s1600-h/Pk5tfwsj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069795667124162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SK3PO2Kqn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/9l69_rbMdf0/s400/Pk5tfwsj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7019348522935831737?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7019348522935831737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7019348522935831737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7019348522935831737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7019348522935831737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-start-anyway.html' title='It&apos;s a start anyway...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SK3PO2Kqn8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/9l69_rbMdf0/s72-c/Pk5tfwsj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3204760335632594716</id><published>2008-08-18T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:45:01.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates coming soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry for the delay in Posts. We have been very busy with school starting back. I promise to have updates soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3204760335632594716?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3204760335632594716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3204760335632594716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3204760335632594716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3204760335632594716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates-coming-soon.html' title='Updates coming soon.'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2786293824277937947</id><published>2008-07-26T21:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:39:09.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise has had a lot of firsts this week, some good some not so good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cold/Ear &amp;amp; Eye Infections (not so good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Reaching for things/people and rolled over (good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Held a boys hand (Jon Daly) (not so good - way too young for boys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Big Girl Food a.k.a. Cereal and she turned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR MONTHS OLD! (good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise having a little tummy time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjg0V5_II/AAAAAAAAAUk/41OyOpEVl_M/s1600-h/Four+Months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227521945439435906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjg0V5_II/AAAAAAAAAUk/41OyOpEVl_M/s400/Four+Months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;What is this? What have you done with my bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjhH9oDvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/9qeGb-HTTpk/s1600-h/Papaw%27s+B-Day+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227521950706306802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjhH9oDvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/9qeGb-HTTpk/s400/Papaw%27s+B-Day+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; I can do it myself. Why won't it fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjheHlhHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JhTkrO6gaFw/s1600-h/Papaw%27s+B-Day+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227521956653663346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjheHlhHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JhTkrO6gaFw/s400/Papaw%27s+B-Day+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Ah Ha! It goes in the mouth and not the nose. Got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjhn0hEYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/L6rsQ2PHV50/s1600-h/Papaw%27s+B-Day+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227521959258034562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjhn0hEYI/AAAAAAAAAU8/L6rsQ2PHV50/s400/Papaw%27s+B-Day+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Look mom. No hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjiOJe2jI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WaUp7RT_Mc0/s1600-h/Papaw%27s+B-Day+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227521969546517042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjiOJe2jI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WaUp7RT_Mc0/s400/Papaw%27s+B-Day+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2786293824277937947?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2786293824277937947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2786293824277937947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2786293824277937947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2786293824277937947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/four-months.html' title='Four Months'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIvjg0V5_II/AAAAAAAAAUk/41OyOpEVl_M/s72-c/Four+Months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1553858277989765135</id><published>2008-07-24T20:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:56:35.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so I am a procrastinator...sue me. I have numerous rolls of undeveloped film (remember film) sitting in my drawer from way back when and I have been trying to take a roll here and there to get developed. I never know what I am going to get back. It's like eating jelly beans, some are good and some make you cringe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at my sweet little boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew was three here and completely obsessed with seeing the Pandas. He didn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t get to see them on this trip...they arrived at the zoo two weeks after our trip. No worries though, his Aunt Heddie took lots of pictures for him when she went a few weeks later and he got to see them in person on our next trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIkqYJDBgLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gf5gzP8vVA8/s1600-h/767298-R1-08-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226755436773998770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIkqYJDBgLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gf5gzP8vVA8/s400/767298-R1-08-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Me, Heather and Amie looking ever so lovely at Heather's wedding shower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;six years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;They are so going to kill me when they see this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIkp81Gr31I/AAAAAAAAAT0/qMVKMBunh-s/s1600-h/767299-R1-03-21A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226754967564181330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIkp81Gr31I/AAAAAAAAAT0/qMVKMBunh-s/s400/767299-R1-03-21A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1553858277989765135?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1553858277989765135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1553858277989765135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1553858277989765135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1553858277989765135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jelly-beans.html' title='Jelly Beans'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SIkqYJDBgLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gf5gzP8vVA8/s72-c/767298-R1-08-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6799704089766324512</id><published>2008-07-08T23:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:53:50.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before &amp; After</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt and Papaw have been busy painting the outside of our house. It is amazing what a few gallons of Sherwin Williams paint can do. Good job men! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCx1PFiEI/AAAAAAAAATU/VpSZc63HeQ8/s1600-h/Country_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220871291900627010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCx1PFiEI/AAAAAAAAATU/VpSZc63HeQ8/s400/Country_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCyHC6uSI/AAAAAAAAATc/nZhvLEVKriE/s1600-h/house+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220871296681425186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCyHC6uSI/AAAAAAAAATc/nZhvLEVKriE/s400/house+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCyUIZVOI/AAAAAAAAATk/kbD7lNDzqXQ/s1600-h/Garage%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220871300194063586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCyUIZVOI/AAAAAAAAATk/kbD7lNDzqXQ/s400/Garage%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCywxxLHI/AAAAAAAAATs/Q7kb-vCg27o/s1600-h/house+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220871307883785330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCywxxLHI/AAAAAAAAATs/Q7kb-vCg27o/s400/house+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6799704089766324512?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6799704089766324512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6799704089766324512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6799704089766324512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6799704089766324512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-after.html' title='Before &amp; After'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHRCx1PFiEI/AAAAAAAAATU/VpSZc63HeQ8/s72-c/Country_1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6514811444530451269</id><published>2008-07-08T23:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:33:05.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Grow anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. We admit it...we have been putting miracle grow in Ann Elise's bottle. -HA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever seen the Saturday Night Live skit where they pretend to be babies at the playground? One was usually strapped to the jungle gym and another in the stroller? Anyway, I was reminded of those skits when we put Ann Elise in Kaylen's baby-doll stroller the other day. She looked like she was just pretending to be a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a big kid now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ8WOvsagI/AAAAAAAAATM/3-JvHqOfDgk/s1600-h/Stroller+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220864220642175490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ8WOvsagI/AAAAAAAAATM/3-JvHqOfDgk/s400/Stroller+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6514811444530451269?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6514811444530451269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6514811444530451269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6514811444530451269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6514811444530451269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/miracle-grow-anyone.html' title='Miracle Grow anyone?'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ8WOvsagI/AAAAAAAAATM/3-JvHqOfDgk/s72-c/Stroller+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7043938693479591904</id><published>2008-07-08T22:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:18:23.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have no idea what was going on to cause these faces but I am pretty sure Matthew must have been making fun of me behind my back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin looks sneaky as usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise seems to be in a state of shock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure it won't be the last time her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brothers do something to shock her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ274SER-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/YP3YFhTr1Gc/s1600-h/Stroller+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220858270377592802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ274SER-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/YP3YFhTr1Gc/s400/Stroller+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/5932637703761588193-7043938693479591904?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7043938693479591904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7043938693479591904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7043938693479591904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7043938693479591904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-faces.html' title='Funny Faces'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQ274SER-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/YP3YFhTr1Gc/s72-c/Stroller+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8520558082593736449</id><published>2008-07-08T22:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:54:37.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin out at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew, Corbin and Ann Elise had fun posing for Mommy tonight. It is so hard to get them all together in a picture taking mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out how different they are from one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;(And YES, they all share the same parents.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQzJhQfpVI/AAAAAAAAASk/5iNjHy_h3dE/s1600-h/Stroller+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220854106668639570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQzJhQfpVI/AAAAAAAAASk/5iNjHy_h3dE/s400/Stroller+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Boyfriends BEWARE, I have two big brothers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;and my Daddy's not afraid to use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQzKT-O7aI/AAAAAAAAASs/YQ6igmfWjXg/s1600-h/Stroller+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220854120282254754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQzKT-O7aI/AAAAAAAAASs/YQ6igmfWjXg/s400/Stroller+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8520558082593736449?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8520558082593736449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8520558082593736449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8520558082593736449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8520558082593736449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/hangin-out-at-home.html' title='Hangin out at home'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SHQzJhQfpVI/AAAAAAAAASk/5iNjHy_h3dE/s72-c/Stroller+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3802131358671370750</id><published>2008-07-02T22:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:46:21.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise got a taste of the working world this week as she came to the office with Mommy while daycare has been closed. Just like most of us her enthusiasm started out strong at the beginning of the week and by Wednesday afternoon she was just plain tired. Good thing this is a short work week for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's get to work Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxKeWhle-I/AAAAAAAAASI/hseB2JRged0/s1600-h/Sleeping+Beauty+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218627953518541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxKeWhle-I/AAAAAAAAASI/hseB2JRged0/s400/Sleeping+Beauty+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Can we go home now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxKec9VVdI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jPsY--Zqt44/s1600-h/Ann_Elise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218627955245536722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxKec9VVdI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jPsY--Zqt44/s400/Ann_Elise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3802131358671370750?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3802131358671370750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3802131358671370750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3802131358671370750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3802131358671370750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-works-hard-for-her-money.html' title='Working Gal'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxKeWhle-I/AAAAAAAAASI/hseB2JRged0/s72-c/Sleeping+Beauty+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7433794614641551964</id><published>2008-07-02T22:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:39:33.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Sack or Miracle Sack?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;When Ann Elise was just a couple of weeks old we received an unexpected surprise in the mailbox. My cousin Martha sent us a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Halo SleepSack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for Ann Elise. At first I thought it was going to end up getting taken back as one of those gifts that you get that you think you will never use, but by some miracle it was saved. (Thank you LORD!!!) When Ann Elise was about six weeks old I thought it would be funny to see how she looked in it so I zipped her up and laid her down and out she went and out she has gone every night since with this amazing little gem of a gift. (Again...Thank you LORD!!!) To check out our new found theory of the Miracle Sack we put her to bed without it one night and up she rose in the middle of the night. Needless to say this Miracle Sack has been our new best friend ever since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks Martha for such a wonderful gift of a good night's sleep...for ALL of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Little Miracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;dreaming sweet dreams in her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Miracle Sack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxDDXc5rmI/AAAAAAAAASA/B_kEb6xyOIg/s1600-h/Sleeping+Beauty+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218619793329466978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxDDXc5rmI/AAAAAAAAASA/B_kEb6xyOIg/s400/Sleeping+Beauty+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7433794614641551964?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7433794614641551964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7433794614641551964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7433794614641551964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7433794614641551964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleep-sack-or-miracle-sack.html' title='Sleep Sack or Miracle Sack?'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGxDDXc5rmI/AAAAAAAAASA/B_kEb6xyOIg/s72-c/Sleeping+Beauty+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6070806749635752090</id><published>2008-07-02T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:00:20.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could turn back time.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhh...To be a week old again. :) -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise got to reminisce about her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a little tonight as she got dressed for bed. It is hard to believe, but she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; can still wear an outfit Aunt Holly bought for her that she wore when she was only one week old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;One Week Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGw8n5euAlI/AAAAAAAAARw/jLH6ddGtODM/s1600-h/March,+2008+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218612724357792338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGw8n5euAlI/AAAAAAAAARw/jLH6ddGtODM/s400/March,+2008+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Three Months Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGw8sgYgzYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ezgjvmXV_bw/s1600-h/Sleeping+Beauty+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218612803520220546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGw8sgYgzYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ezgjvmXV_bw/s400/Sleeping+Beauty+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6070806749635752090?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6070806749635752090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6070806749635752090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6070806749635752090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6070806749635752090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-could-turn-back-time.html' title='If I could turn back time.....'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGw8n5euAlI/AAAAAAAAARw/jLH6ddGtODM/s72-c/March,+2008+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2038440035412993953</id><published>2008-06-27T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:49:42.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My baby is three months old now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you just love the hat? She looks like she is ready for tea and crumpets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGWXs1YKYsI/AAAAAAAAARE/RbgxVjA81eg/s1600-h/Three+Months+Old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216742539877049026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGWXs1YKYsI/AAAAAAAAARE/RbgxVjA81eg/s400/Three+Months+Old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2038440035412993953?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2038440035412993953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2038440035412993953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2038440035412993953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2038440035412993953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/three-months-old.html' title='Three Months Old'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGWXs1YKYsI/AAAAAAAAARE/RbgxVjA81eg/s72-c/Three+Months+Old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3065787482607462638</id><published>2008-06-25T22:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:58:45.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Martin/Rye Cookout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a few extra family members in town this past weekend. Sherron's twin brother Danny and his wife Shirley were in town. Also visiting was Danny's youngest son, Brad and his wife Gina, along with their two boys, Evan and Nathan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniel and Colby were brave enough to have SEVEN extra kids running rampant in their new house for a family cookout. Thanks guys! I think I can speak for everyone when I say we all had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our gracious hosts Daniel and Colby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRGPbpnOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UprDViAAQyE/s1600-h/MartinRye+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031592344558818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRGPbpnOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UprDViAAQyE/s400/MartinRye+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and my wonderful husband Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRGkGo3uI/AAAAAAAAAQk/MVF5Vs4dHsQ/s1600-h/MartinRye+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031597893574370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRGkGo3uI/AAAAAAAAAQk/MVF5Vs4dHsQ/s400/MartinRye+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mimi and Ann Elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHM76FXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vq5qWTgSTeE/s1600-h/MartinRye+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031608854418802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHM76FXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vq5qWTgSTeE/s400/MartinRye+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Danny, Mamaw and Sherron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHTZgN-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/o8nEacLGUsA/s1600-h/MartinRye+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031610589165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHTZgN-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/o8nEacLGUsA/s400/MartinRye+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Papaw and Ainsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHnseSHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VOibtK1k9KI/s1600-h/MartinRye+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216031616037439602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRHnseSHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VOibtK1k9KI/s400/MartinRye+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nate, Corbin, E and Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPXKdGTII/AAAAAAAAAP0/feX4SDdVKV4/s1600-h/MartinRye+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029684042976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPXKdGTII/AAAAAAAAAP0/feX4SDdVKV4/s400/MartinRye+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gina with Ann Elise &amp;amp; Shirley with Ainsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPXiIetbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xeAOq82-2O8/s1600-h/MartinRye+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029690398946738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPXiIetbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xeAOq82-2O8/s400/MartinRye+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brad and Oyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPX_gSPWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ngBnMtbXGGs/s1600-h/MartinRye+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029698283421026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPX_gSPWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ngBnMtbXGGs/s400/MartinRye+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kaylen, Wes, Kerry &amp;amp; Holly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPYP2jalI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HfxJq1Rh_b0/s1600-h/MartinRye+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029702671788626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMPYP2jalI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HfxJq1Rh_b0/s400/MartinRye+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3065787482607462638?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3065787482607462638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3065787482607462638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3065787482607462638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3065787482607462638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/martinrye-cookout.html' title='The Martin/Rye Cookout'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMRGPbpnOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UprDViAAQyE/s72-c/MartinRye+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6214477976987472529</id><published>2008-06-25T21:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:16:07.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little 'Bow' Peep's new ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise's walker finally came in (after only about a month on back order). Everything was going her way until Matthew and Corbin stopped pushing her around in her new ride. Her feet are far from touching the ground yet so she was stranded and not very happy about it. Check out the photo of the big fit she was pitching, it is too funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I DEMAND my servants play with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022149035163682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMIgkXPgCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/uKKkaM6F-H8/s400/Bumpo+%26+Bows+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at my Little 'Bow' Peep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't you just love the big bow? - Thanks Miss Autumn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216022156341589122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMIg_lOtII/AAAAAAAAAPs/9C8UvT2Wtds/s400/Bumpo+%26+Bows+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6214477976987472529?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6214477976987472529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6214477976987472529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6214477976987472529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6214477976987472529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-bow-peeps-new-ride.html' title='Little &apos;Bow&apos; Peep&apos;s new ride'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMIgkXPgCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/uKKkaM6F-H8/s72-c/Bumpo+%26+Bows+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7890333772995329255</id><published>2008-06-25T21:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:43:50.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that go Bumpo in the night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aunt Heddie loaned us Hunter-man's Bumpo and as you can see Ann Elise L-O-V-E-D it. She thought she was big stuff sitting up all by herself. Her brothers thought it was neat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216014679910299730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMBtztGuFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zwDl-6gjLXI/s400/Bumpo+%26+Bows+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216014207573074834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMBSUHIo5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/AxhPYrjnI9I/s400/Bumpo+%26+Bows+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7890333772995329255?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7890333772995329255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7890333772995329255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7890333772995329255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7890333772995329255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-that-go-bumpo-in-night.html' title='Things that go Bumpo in the night!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SGMBtztGuFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/zwDl-6gjLXI/s72-c/Bumpo+%26+Bows+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6188700456577058227</id><published>2008-06-22T22:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:44:13.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rattle me this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rattle me this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rattle me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at what I can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hake it up high;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And shake it down low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From the top of head;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To the tip of my toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at what I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214914730959546834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SF8ZUWjLqdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/H6zI6lhd6pw/s400/rattle+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6188700456577058227?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6188700456577058227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6188700456577058227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6188700456577058227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6188700456577058227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/rattle-me-this.html' title='Rattle me this'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SF8ZUWjLqdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/H6zI6lhd6pw/s72-c/rattle+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-8711114827725247534</id><published>2008-06-21T00:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:46:16.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Look at my happy, happy niece, Ainsley. Isn't she just the cutest? Daniel, Colby and Ainsley are our new neighbors so Ann Elise is really looking forward to lots of playdates with Ainsley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyTxhmJpxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BsK9GORFeUw/s1600-h/Ainsley_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214204947629451026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyTxhmJpxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BsK9GORFeUw/s400/Ainsley_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-8711114827725247534?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8711114827725247534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=8711114827725247534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8711114827725247534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/8711114827725247534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-miss-smiley.html' title='Just Smile!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyTxhmJpxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BsK9GORFeUw/s72-c/Ainsley_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3148395512388329531</id><published>2008-06-20T23:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:12:05.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merrily we go round...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I took the boys and Josh out for some fun at the park in between activities last week and as you can see they had a great time on the merry-go-round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyGbE8ayHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fYmwWWk0Fvc/s1600-h/Merry-Go-Round_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214190268329937010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyGbE8ayHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fYmwWWk0Fvc/s400/Merry-Go-Round_Page_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyGFuwu_EI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Y7p0oC3BYC0/s1600-h/Merry-Go-Round_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3148395512388329531?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3148395512388329531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3148395512388329531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3148395512388329531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3148395512388329531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/merrily-we-go-round.html' title='Merrily we go round...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFyGbE8ayHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fYmwWWk0Fvc/s72-c/Merry-Go-Round_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4326456418529863908</id><published>2008-06-14T14:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T14:56:33.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two-Month Checkup / Chuck-E-Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise had her two-month check up last week. She weighed 10 lbs. 12 oz. and was 22 in. long. Dr. G said she looked great! WOW!!!! What a blessing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm all good as long as I don't get any shots this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211823056311225762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFQddM-fDaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/B6VusSXy6YE/s320/baseballAnn+Elise+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;She also got to take her first trip to Chuck-E-Cheese afterwards as a reward for being so good. Oh, and the boys got to tag along. HA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow! Chuck-E-Cheese is soooo much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211823069182655730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFQdd87RfPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ib91esPXkvw/s320/baseballAnn+Elise+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally! We have caged the animals. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211823075683560178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFQdeVJNavI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JXOpnncvLhM/s320/baseballAnn+Elise+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4326456418529863908?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4326456418529863908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4326456418529863908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4326456418529863908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4326456418529863908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-month-checkup-chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Two-Month Checkup / Chuck-E-Cheese'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFQddM-fDaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/B6VusSXy6YE/s72-c/baseballAnn+Elise+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2914735670075571643</id><published>2008-06-13T22:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:01:57.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how sweet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFNCM2RRpAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NRKX_v3MJ5Q/s1600-h/Ann+Elise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211581982291633154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFNCM2RRpAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NRKX_v3MJ5Q/s400/Ann+Elise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-2914735670075571643?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2914735670075571643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2914735670075571643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2914735670075571643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2914735670075571643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-how-sweet.html' title='Oh how sweet....'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SFNCM2RRpAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NRKX_v3MJ5Q/s72-c/Ann+Elise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-969064896733881838</id><published>2008-05-29T19:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:40:06.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look how much I've grown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Better late than never I guess. Here are photos of Ann Elise at one month and two months old. She has already changed so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Look at how pretty I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SD9KCd2zkzI/AAAAAAAAANI/tVQUYBrGL6M/s1600-h/One+Month+Old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205961100498277170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SD9KCd2zkzI/AAAAAAAAANI/tVQUYBrGL6M/s400/One+Month+Old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Girl Power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SD9KCt2zk0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mViZKVH7KC4/s1600-h/Two+Months+Old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205961104793244482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SD9KCt2zk0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mViZKVH7KC4/s400/Two+Months+Old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-969064896733881838?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/969064896733881838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=969064896733881838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/969064896733881838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/969064896733881838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/look-how-much-ive-grown.html' title='Look how much I&apos;ve grown...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SD9KCd2zkzI/AAAAAAAAANI/tVQUYBrGL6M/s72-c/One+Month+Old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-80986897647106230</id><published>2008-05-23T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:06:08.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifehouse Everything Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever logged on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;www.Godtube.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is an awesome site to see. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was fortunate enough to have someone email me a link to the Lifehouse "Everything" video and I am so happy they did. I am a "music" person anyway, but this video brought tears to my eyes. (Scroll down to the bottom of our blog to check it out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am a true believer that sometimes we might find ourselves at rock bottom as a reminder that we need to look up, look up to our beautiful savior, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity."-- Jeremiah 29:11-14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-80986897647106230?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/80986897647106230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=80986897647106230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/80986897647106230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/80986897647106230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/lifehouse-everything-video.html' title='Lifehouse Everything Video'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4652154749292145953</id><published>2008-05-17T21:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T10:37:33.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody was Kung Fu fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eQqauJwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Wx-AOhNvhGA/s1600-h/March,+2008+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550103737673474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eQqauJwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Wx-AOhNvhGA/s320/March,+2008+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Decisions. Decisions.&lt;br /&gt;What's a girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRKauJxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C1PnLN947Qo/s1600-h/March,+2008+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550112327608082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRKauJxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/C1PnLN947Qo/s320/March,+2008+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Elise or Zoolander? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRaauJyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lCopi_iH-Cs/s1600-h/March,+2008+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550116622575394" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" height="255" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRaauJyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lCopi_iH-Cs/s320/March,+2008+131.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRqauJzI/AAAAAAAAANA/HONO2af5GKQ/s1600-h/zoolander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201550120917542706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eRqauJzI/AAAAAAAAANA/HONO2af5GKQ/s320/zoolander.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4652154749292145953?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4652154749292145953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4652154749292145953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4652154749292145953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4652154749292145953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-faces.html' title='Funny Faces'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-eQqauJwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Wx-AOhNvhGA/s72-c/March,+2008+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4504097011476011825</id><published>2008-05-17T20:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:30:33.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We have been celebrating birthdays galore lately. Corbin celebrated his 7th birthday with his buddy Hunter at the local skate center. They had such a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My nephew Eli just turned 4 years old. He is such a little character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise turned one month old. One month already? Wow!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom (aka Nana) just turned...yeah like I am really going to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe how quickly time passes now. When we were kids it seemed like we would never grow up. Now that we are grown up we wonder where our childhood went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin &amp;amp; Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They're thinking...hurry up we want to open our presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-P_qauJnI/AAAAAAAAALg/HdWYvZgLE3Q/s1600-h/05-15-08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201534418517108338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-P_qauJnI/AAAAAAAAALg/HdWYvZgLE3Q/s320/05-15-08+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ann Elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her bear is as big as she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201534422812075650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-P_6auJoI/AAAAAAAAALo/osZcL3RkuLQ/s320/March,+2008+195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How cute is he? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201534427107042962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-QAKauJpI/AAAAAAAAALw/UEx107CjdL8/s320/05-15-08+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nana admiring the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201538498736039586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-TtKauJqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QDECdCWMtVk/s320/McDonalds+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5932637703761588193-4504097011476011825?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4504097011476011825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4504097011476011825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4504097011476011825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4504097011476011825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-celebrations.html' title='Birthday Celebrations'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SC-P_qauJnI/AAAAAAAAALg/HdWYvZgLE3Q/s72-c/05-15-08+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6740070279936016868</id><published>2008-05-15T20:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:11:00.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Ann Elise Martin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally Updates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, as most everyone knows by now, little Miss Ann Elise Martin has made her debut. She was born March 26, 2008, at 9:31 a.m. weighing in at 7 pounds 12 ounces and was 17 3/4 inches long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both mom and baby came through the surgery well. I was kind of worried about Matt for a minute. Dr. Slocum made him stand up to watch as he pulled Ann Elise from my stomach and Matt didn't say a word as I asked him if it was in fact a girl and who she looked like. After what seemed like forever he finally was able to muster out that it was a girl and that she was slimy. HA! Once he sat back down he was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If ever I saw your face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlyaauJcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F0Ma4on6Weg/s1600-h/March,+2008+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200784323953698242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlyaauJcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F0Ma4on6Weg/s320/March,+2008+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Matthew admiring his new little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzly6auJdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uk6F9baaMAU/s1600-h/March,+2008+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200784332543632850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzly6auJdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uk6F9baaMAU/s320/March,+2008+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin is head over heels for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlzKauJeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bcUA76NFwh8/s1600-h/March,+2008+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200784336838600162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlzKauJeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bcUA76NFwh8/s320/March,+2008+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ann Elise all snuggled up to daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlzaauJfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cnwyKZwua6U/s1600-h/March,+2008+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200784341133567474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlzaauJfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cnwyKZwua6U/s320/March,+2008+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6740070279936016868?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6740070279936016868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6740070279936016868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6740070279936016868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6740070279936016868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/introducing-ann-elise-martin.html' title='Introducing Ann Elise Martin'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SCzlyaauJcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/F0Ma4on6Weg/s72-c/March,+2008+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5056051203879761085</id><published>2008-03-07T08:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:16:31.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my THANKFUL things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't you just hear the title of this entry to the tune of &lt;em&gt;The Sound of Music's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;These are a Few of my Favorite Things&lt;/em&gt;? The news reported this morning that Spring is only weeks away yet we are expected to get snow this evening. I told my boys that this morning and Corbin told me I was wrong because we don't get snow around here. I sure wish it would snow just so they could see it. They would be so amazed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, back to my THANKFUL things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Matt - We have been married for ten wonderful years TODAY and I am so grateful for having such a loving, caring, compassionate man to call my husband. Thank you God for such a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Matthew - My hyperactive, over achieving, reach for the stars son with a heart for God that is truly amazing. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Corbin - My stubborn, rebellious son with the biggest brown eyes that when used just right can get him out of any trouble. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;4) Ann Elise - My unborn daughter that has touched my life in ways I never felt possible and I have not even laid eyes on yet. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;5) Our Parents - They are loving, compassionate, strong willed, protective and helped shape who we are today. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;6) Provisions - We have a house to call home, food to nourish our bodies, water to quench our thirst, clothes to keep us warm. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;7) Extended Family &amp;amp; Friends - They give me strength, love and encouragement. Thank you God for such a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;8) Career - My job provides me with coworkers I call friends, an outlet to the community and means to help support my family. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;9) Church Family - I have been blessed to find a Church Family that my family and I feel comfort, love and support from. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;10) Health - My family and I have been blessed with overall good health. Thank you God for such a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My list of THANKFUL things could go on and on because there are just so many things in my life to be thankful for. I have been through a lot of things over the past year that I never would have thought I could survive, but God has pulled me through each and every one and has shown me that blessings sometimes come in ways we never would have expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We do need to remember that no matter how big the problems of this world seem that God has a plan for us and His will is going to shine through in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- Romans 12:2&lt;/strong&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/5932637703761588193-5056051203879761085?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5056051203879761085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5056051203879761085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5056051203879761085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5056051203879761085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/03/these-are-few-of-my-thankful-things.html' title='These are a few of my THANKFUL things....'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-9180891967215467094</id><published>2008-02-27T08:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:21:48.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Shower Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My two beautiful sisters-in-law, Holly and Colby, gave me a Baby Shower on Sunday. Ann Elise was definitely showered with tons of gifts and love. We had a great time and wonderful food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks again ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here we are posing in front of the food. (Of course) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Colby is on the left and Holly on the right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bet you can't guess who is in the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know what you are thinking, but it's really not Shamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7kcypBQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/idl9a08XrTo/s1600-h/2_ew2_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171675613238985986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7kcypBQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/idl9a08XrTo/s320/2_ew2_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; The lovely and delicious cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7lMypBRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/inM7ry-qxQo/s1600-h/5_ew5_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171675626123887890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7lMypBRI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/inM7ry-qxQo/s320/5_ew5_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me surrounded by all Ann Elise's gifts. Notice the cake in my hand. Hey, I am not going to pass up a perfectly good piece or pieces of cake pregnant or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7lsypBSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pe9K98nPmGU/s1600-h/12_w12_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171675634713822498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7lsypBSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pe9K98nPmGU/s320/12_w12_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-9180891967215467094?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/9180891967215467094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=9180891967215467094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9180891967215467094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9180891967215467094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-shower-time.html' title='It&apos;s Shower Time!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R8V7kcypBQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/idl9a08XrTo/s72-c/2_ew2_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-886152574430054501</id><published>2008-02-27T08:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:55:27.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As The World Turns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;No, I am not a huge soap opera fan. I am referring to Ann Elise's world. She has turned head down and I don't think she is liking her new digs very much. She is constantly pushing and kicking like she is trying to give herself more room. And in the process she is making my pelvic area extremely sore. Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I was getting ready for bed last night my dear husband began to laugh. I gave him the 'glaring eye' and he proceeded to make matters worse by stating that I was probably as big around as I was tall. He then took it a step further and got out the measuring tape. I mean I know he is a carpenter but does he really have to measure EVERYTHING? Anyway, he measured my belly. Guys, I am almost FOUR FEET around. YIKES! Can you picture that? I am only 5' 3" so I really am almost as round as I am tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt says not to worry though...I'll end up equalling my height before she makes her debut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gee, thanks Honey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-886152574430054501?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/886152574430054501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=886152574430054501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/886152574430054501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/886152574430054501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-world-turns.html' title='As The World Turns'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5527303277612553881</id><published>2008-02-14T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:41:48.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Countdown begins......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went back to the doctor yesterday, had another ultrasound done and got a tentative c-section date scheduled. Drumroll please.........&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MARCH 26th!&lt;/span&gt; Wow! That is soon. Don't you think that is soon? I mean, that is only 40 days away. But I guess if Noah could withstand 40 days and 40 nights of rain I can prepare for one little baby in 40 days. Right? I mean, I'm definitely no Noah here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, Ann Elise is currently weighing in at 4 lbs. 11 oz. She is getting so big. The ultrasound tech even pointed out to us that she has HAIR!!!!! What?! My child has hair? There must be some mistake. My boys only had a little peach fuzz. Now that I am all excited about her having hair she will probably lose it before she even gets here, but that is okay, I love bald-headed babies just as much. She is lying in an awkward position known as the transverse position, meaning she is lying sideways with her legs beneath her and her feet next to her face so Dr. Slocum said it was kind of odd. (From what I have read, most transverse babies are feet/face up not down.) Hopefully she will turn to a more normal position before too much longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We took the boys with us this time and they were just amazed. Corbin recognized the spine and told the ultrasound tech what it was and Matthew chimed in that it looked like an electric eel. So I guess I have a little eel squirmming around in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5527303277612553881?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5527303277612553881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5527303277612553881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5527303277612553881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5527303277612553881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-countdown-begins.html' title='And the Countdown begins......'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4068638463041842100</id><published>2008-01-29T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:42:35.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister, being the budding photographer that she is, took some maternity photos for me this weekend. I think Amie did an AWESOME job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks Amie-Luler-Belle, this is something I definitely will never forget.  Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are just a few of my favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IILqNO6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zlUw4R8pG3k/s1600-h/Ann+Elise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923003395849122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IILqNO6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zlUw4R8pG3k/s320/Ann+Elise.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IIrqNO7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/XXxfZt9x4x8/s1600-h/both+hands+side+bw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923011985783730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IIrqNO7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/XXxfZt9x4x8/s320/both+hands+side+bw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IJ7qNO8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/bTdEDpBP5yQ/s1600-h/dress+-+duck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923033460620226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IJ7qNO8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/bTdEDpBP5yQ/s320/dress+-+duck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IMLqNO9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/y7e1hQPnkaE/s1600-h/duck+plaid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923072115325906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IMLqNO9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/y7e1hQPnkaE/s320/duck+plaid.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IMrqNO-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/lakDUIb1OxE/s1600-h/booties+&amp;amp;+ribbons+bw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160923080705260514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IMrqNO-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/lakDUIb1OxE/s320/booties+%26+ribbons+bw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4068638463041842100?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4068638463041842100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4068638463041842100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4068638463041842100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4068638463041842100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/01/maternity-photo-shoot.html' title='Maternity Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R59IILqNO6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zlUw4R8pG3k/s72-c/Ann+Elise.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3869051230784328846</id><published>2008-01-15T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:14:24.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA MAMA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am 29 weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt; now and there is definitely NO hiding the fact that I have a bun in the oven any longer. I had a customer tell me today that I looked like I was having twins. The customer was a man and what do they know any way? (Except for Matt. He knows better.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am very much NOT ready for Ann Elise to arrive yet. So unlike me I know, but let me explain. I cannot wait to have her here and hold her and kiss her but we are not prepared for her AT ALL. Her room is currently our catch all room. I would show you a before picture but I would be too embarrassed. Can you say disaster? We have storage boxes waist high, two computers, a desk, antique sewing machine and gun cabinet and let's not even get started on the closet....SCARY. We have ordered her bedding (&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lime green&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;) but we have no idea what color we are going to be painting it yet or even how the room will be set up. All we do know is that my grandmother has so graciously offered us a bedroom suite for her room. Thanks Grandmother! So now all we need is EVERYTHING. Ha! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;See what I mean, we are SO NOT READY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please continue to pray that I will stay off of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bed rest&lt;/span&gt; and that Miss Ann Elise will stay put for a little while longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WHOA&lt;/span&gt; Mama! Look at that belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R404iTUkyjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QRS-yVAx8sA/s1600-h/Kaki+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155839310362364466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R404iTUkyjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QRS-yVAx8sA/s320/Kaki+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; I feel like the fat man in Austin Powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Get in my belly!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R404izUkykI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RAKQbF45L7M/s1600-h/Kaki+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155839318952299074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R404izUkykI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RAKQbF45L7M/s320/Kaki+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3869051230784328846?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3869051230784328846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3869051230784328846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3869051230784328846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3869051230784328846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoa-mama.html' title='WHOA MAMA!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R404iTUkyjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QRS-yVAx8sA/s72-c/Kaki+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-9215616971273028228</id><published>2007-12-20T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T11:03:08.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bah Hum Bug Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas is such a hectic time around my house. We always have too many places to be and usually at the same times. Every year we vow to be more prepared for next year and to skip a few stops along the holiday trail. Then next year turns into this year and here we are again. Christmas....it doesn't seem as merry when your all stressed out and broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas is such a hectic time around my house. We always have too many places to be and usually at the same times. Hallelujah for hecticness and too many places to be. We are very blessed to be able to run around and have all these places to be and with the ones we love to boot. God is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have we forgotten what Christmas is all about? Or, do we remember and just feel as though all this other holiday stuff is more important? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think we remember but push the real Reason aside to make time for shopping and getting ready for Santa and don't forget the complaining about too many places to be and being broke. (Guilty as charged on that one. - see first paragraph) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We all need to remember how very blessed we are. God is so good. He loves us and cares for us like no one else could possibly even fathom. His only Son, Jesus Christ,  was born in a meager little manger in a stable. He allowed His only Son, Jesus Christ,  to live amongst us heathens. Then God's only Son, Jesus Christ, was persecuted and crucified so that we heathens could be forgiven of our sins. I cannot even imagine how excruciating it must have been for Jesus to be nailed up on that cross. To have hammers pounding individual, blunt nails into His hands and feet. And then, He was whipped without any remorse and all for us heathens. So I ask you this, " Who are we to complain?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD IS SO GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please remember those less fortunate that ourselves. Please remember to cherish the ones you love. Please remember to hold on to your faith. Strong faith can get us through anything. And please remember &lt;strong&gt;Romans 11:36 - "For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be the glory forever! Amen."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish for you all to have a very Merry Christmas. I hope that during all this hustle and bustle we have going on that we all remember the real Reason for the Season, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-9215616971273028228?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/9215616971273028228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=9215616971273028228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9215616971273028228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9215616971273028228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas-time.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Time'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-224506999498631616</id><published>2007-12-06T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:43:31.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Gymnastics begin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We've done the whole t-ball, baseball, soccer, football and basketball stuff that all little boys just love to do but we are kind of scratching our heads with the thought of having to add gymnastics and dance and cheerleading to the mix. That is just WAY different from what we are used to in my household. :) And have I mentioned the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had been having some regular contractions over the weekend and had to go in to the doctor on Monday to be checked out. I have an infection that we are hoping are causing the contractions and that once the infection is gone the contractions will go with it. I say hoping that is why because I had an irritable cervix when I was pregnant with Corbin that caused me to end up on bed rest for the last few months of my pregnancy and we definitely don't want that to happen again. So please pray for that specific need....NO BED REST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They sent me over to the Women's Center yesterday for a couple of ultrasounds just to check on things and said that everything looked great. Yea!!!! (The whole gymnastic reference above stems from the ultrasound.) Ann Elise literally had her feet up over her head nearly the whole time. I guess she is already practicing her tumbles. She was so sweet and as the ultrasound technician was just finishing up with one last glimpse of her face Ann Elise started moving her little mouth as if to say "I love you". Talk about melting one's heart. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is so good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few of her "&lt;em&gt;Glamour Shots&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry, no "It's a Girl!" shots this go round. Matt is really uncomfortable with showing those to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ann Elise with her knee just about touching her nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlBTSV8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/CDvjwtSc7UQ/s1600-h/Profile+with+knee+at+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140875003810699202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlBTSV8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/CDvjwtSc7UQ/s320/Profile+with+knee+at+nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Her little leg curled up next to her forehead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;She is looking right at the camera as if to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;"What? I meant to do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlBTSV9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EA-r3787ZWA/s1600-h/Facing+with+knee+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140875003810699218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlBTSV9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EA-r3787ZWA/s320/Facing+with+knee+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; She is looking right at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlRTSV-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/EaTCHYlWvOA/s1600-h/Facing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140875008105666530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlRTSV-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/EaTCHYlWvOA/s320/Facing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-224506999498631616?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/224506999498631616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=224506999498631616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/224506999498631616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/224506999498631616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-gymnastics-begin.html' title='Let the Gymnastics begin.'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R1gOlBTSV8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/CDvjwtSc7UQ/s72-c/Profile+with+knee+at+nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6610883286796503968</id><published>2007-11-27T13:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:56:04.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ainsley has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ainsley Kathleen Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Looking just as cute as a bug in a rug.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0x1lHHmn_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZIPcv3A-9k/s1600-h/Unnamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137610555349442546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0x1lHHmn_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZIPcv3A-9k/s320/Unnamed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Sorry about the quality of the picture. This was taken with a camera phone. But isn't she just the cutest thing. She looks so much like Colby. Congrats again guys. Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6610883286796503968?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6610883286796503968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6610883286796503968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6610883286796503968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6610883286796503968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-ainsley-has-arrived.html' title='Baby Ainsley has arrived!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0x1lHHmn_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZIPcv3A-9k/s72-c/Unnamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3198033086300666015</id><published>2007-11-27T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:23:53.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Martin to love...well, almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniel and Colby are at the Women's Center awaiting the birth of their daughter. Colby was admitted yesterday (today being one week AFTER her due date) and was administered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cervidil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the anticipation to begin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pitocin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this morning. Well, Miss Ainsley had other plans. Colby started contracting early this morning and is now holding at nine centimeters. Hopefully, for Colby's sake, she will be here VERY soon. I'll keep you posted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is about to start pushing. Yea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She has pushed her down and is just waiting on the doctor to get out of surgery. She should be here very soon. (Oh, Dan says she has a head full of hair.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all I know for now. I will update as soon as I get another update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ainsley Kathleen Martin was born at 11:01 am weighing in at 8 lbs. and was 19 in. long. Both mother and daughter are doing great. Oh, and dad is doing good too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congrats yall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3198033086300666015?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3198033086300666015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3198033086300666015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3198033086300666015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3198033086300666015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-martin-to-lovewell-almost.html' title='A New Martin to love...well, almost'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6650888997262133707</id><published>2007-11-19T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:02:20.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew's 9th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Christopher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Yes they were born on the same day and year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HM-2J6wCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CfuxlbODI9w/s1600-h/Matthew+&amp;amp;+Christopher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134610430240145442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HM-2J6wCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CfuxlbODI9w/s320/Matthew+%26+Christopher.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Matthew with pie on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HM_mJ6wDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AplR01cn080/s1600-h/Matthew+with+Pie+on+his+face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134610443125047346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HM_mJ6wDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AplR01cn080/s320/Matthew+with+Pie+on+his+face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin, Matthew &amp;amp; Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HNAWJ6wEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/batyQIChVQc/s1600-h/Matthew,+Corbin,+Mom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134610456009949250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HNAWJ6wEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/batyQIChVQc/s320/Matthew,+Corbin,+Mom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pop caught playing with the sombrero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HNAmJ6wFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XgdpwI4Ws-o/s1600-h/Pop+with+hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134610460304916562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HNAmJ6wFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XgdpwI4Ws-o/s320/Pop+with+hat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We recently celebrated Matthew's 9th birthday. I really can't believe that my first born is already nine. He has a friend, Christopher, that was born on the same day in the same hospital. Christopher is my uncle's wife's nephew, so the boys refer to themselves as cousin-twins. They shared a party this year with a Halloween theme and had such a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt's grandmother passed away the day before his birthday so Matthew had to spend his actual birthday at the funeral home. Needless to say, Matthew's birthday did not go as he had planned. Anyway, my dad took me and the boys away from the funeral home for a little while to get something to eat at the local Mexican restaurant. Matthew was very surprised that they came over and sang happy birthday in Spanish and slapped a pie in his face. Just something that simple made his day much, much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Matthew!&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/5932637703761588193-6650888997262133707?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6650888997262133707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6650888997262133707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6650888997262133707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6650888997262133707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/matthews-9th-birthday.html' title='Matthew&apos;s 9th Birthday'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0HM-2J6wCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/CfuxlbODI9w/s72-c/Matthew+%26+Christopher.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1548298060567289073</id><published>2007-11-19T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:11:39.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never I suppose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 85th Birthday Oyce!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Matthew, Corbin, Oyce, Kaylen &amp;amp; Wes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0GlKGJ6wBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ULvGpsdmpMM/s1600-h/Oyce.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134566643048562706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0GlKGJ6wBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ULvGpsdmpMM/s320/Oyce.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; Matt's grandfather recently celebrated his 85th birthday. Wow, 85 years young and still running his own errands and mowing his own lawn. How awesome is that? We should all hope that the Lord would bless us in such a way. Thanks Oyce for sharing your amazing life with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't wait for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;86&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1548298060567289073?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1548298060567289073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1548298060567289073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1548298060567289073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1548298060567289073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/better-late-than-never-i-suppose.html' title='Better late than never I suppose'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/R0GlKGJ6wBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ULvGpsdmpMM/s72-c/Oyce.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6601021966541923254</id><published>2007-11-16T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:21:05.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's do a quick little comparison. As I have mentioned, my sister-in-law, Colby, is having a baby girl too. Take a look below at our two bellies. How close would you say we are to having the same due date? Well, this picture of Colby (which I stole from her blog) is of her belly at 39 weeks. Mine....20 weeks. I was so hoping not to get HUGE this pregnancy, but I am afraid that I am already well on my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me at 20 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133533638989365234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rz35pWJ6v_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ORhe7ilNthA/s320/Kelly-+months+preggo+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colby at 39 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133533638989365250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="304" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rz35pWJ6wAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/aj4athBLsNE/s320/Colby.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6601021966541923254?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6601021966541923254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6601021966541923254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6601021966541923254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6601021966541923254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-comparison.html' title='A Little Comparison'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rz35pWJ6v_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ORhe7ilNthA/s72-c/Kelly-+months+preggo+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-9003974855027263917</id><published>2007-11-13T12:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:32:54.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>House for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFBYkuJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DkJYZVLOS7I/s1600-h/Country+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132393920892024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFBYkuJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DkJYZVLOS7I/s320/Country+1.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFhYkuKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vgnRLClsuaE/s1600-h/Garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132393929481959586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFhYkuKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vgnRLClsuaE/s320/Garage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFxYkuLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pRoI8W0ERaI/s1600-h/Barn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132393933776926898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFxYkuLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pRoI8W0ERaI/s320/Barn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know that I have mentioned this before, but we are in the midst of trying to sell our house BEFORE Ann Elise arrives. Please pass this on to anyone and everyone you know that might be looking for a home in the Amory/Tupelo area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our house is located five minutes from Amory and 20 minutes from Aberdeen, Okolona or Tupelo. It is VERY secluded and sits on 56 acres of rolling hills. We have a 2150 sq. ft. home, four bedrooms, two and a half baths, with a den, eat-in kitchen and two car carport. There is a rustic barn out back. Anyone interested can leave a comment with their contact info or contact Joyce Leech at 662-369-1778. &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/5932637703761588193-9003974855027263917?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/9003974855027263917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=9003974855027263917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9003974855027263917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/9003974855027263917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/house-for-sale.html' title='House for sale'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzntFBYkuJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DkJYZVLOS7I/s72-c/Country+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-2457924523975594384</id><published>2007-11-13T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:49:41.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...Oh! We're half way there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzsY_A6p30I/AAAAAAAAAE0/An0CmVcDIws/s1600-h/Kelly-+months+preggo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132723671175651138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzsY_A6p30I/AAAAAAAAAE0/An0CmVcDIws/s320/Kelly-+months+preggo+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzsY_Q6p31I/AAAAAAAAAE8/qUc9st7ndMI/s1600-h/Kelly-+months+preggo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132723675470618450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzsY_Q6p31I/AAAAAAAAAE8/qUc9st7ndMI/s320/Kelly-+months+preggo+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am officially 20 weeks preggo today. Yea! The half-way point is very nice. Not to be a glass half empty kind of person, but I am looking forward to this glass being empty and these arms being full. My doctor's visit went very good yesterday. She is measuring right on schedule and her heartbeat is strong. I won't divulge how much weight they say I have gained over this pregnancy thus far, but I will say that my scales don't agree with theirs. (I like mine MUCH better! - HA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt's brother Daniel, and his wife, Colby, are expected to be adding a new little one to our family in only ONE week. Miss Ainsely Kathleen Martin is due to arrive on Nov. 20th and we can't wait for her to get here. (Your glass is almost empty Colby, hang in there.) This will be their first born and sure to be rotten as most all first borns are and I have to admit I plan on helping aid in that spoiling process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;On a more serious note...Our family has been going through a lot lately and we really appreciate all of your prayers and support. Those prayers ARE working so please keep them coming. &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/5932637703761588193-2457924523975594384?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2457924523975594384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=2457924523975594384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2457924523975594384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/2457924523975594384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohoh-were-half-way-there.html' title='Oh...Oh! We&apos;re half way there.'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RzsY_A6p30I/AAAAAAAAAE0/An0CmVcDIws/s72-c/Kelly-+months+preggo+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-650463243861347379</id><published>2007-11-05T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:54:09.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A change is coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Martin Household is a changin'. In approximately four and a half months we will be adding a LITTLE GIRL to our ever growing family. Our little girl....I don't believe I ever really thought that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would be saying that. God has been so good to our family. We have prayed for this little girl for so very long and He has just been so gracious to us with our new little blessing. It is by His grace that we have chosen her name, Ann Elise Martin. Ann means grace and Elise means God's promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boys are so excited to be having a little sister. They hug her every night before bed. Matthew got a Wii for his birthday and they have created all these characters that are supposed to be people they know and last night Corbin declared that as soon as Ann Elise 'gets borned' he is going to create one for her too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Her little face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Notice how the tech put 'girl hair' for Corbin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129376208207824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Ry80fBmRRlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ITJsslty8Os/s320/Ann+Elise+Face+%26+Hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;^ She was playing peek-a-boo with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S A GIRL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129376212502791778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Ry80fRmRRmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mRVb3flbdUA/s320/Ann+Elise+Girl+%26+Profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;^Her sweet little profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-650463243861347379?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/650463243861347379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=650463243861347379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/650463243861347379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/650463243861347379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/change-is-coming.html' title='A change is coming...'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Ry80fBmRRlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ITJsslty8Os/s72-c/Ann+Elise+Face+%26+Hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1848973275086580991</id><published>2007-10-09T09:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:56:46.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Baby, Grow Baby, Grow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is me and Baby Martin at only 12 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Yes, I said 12 weeks. Look out 40!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwuTJdr2Y4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WQR6WOO4qGk/s1600-h/S7001003_018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119347192233354114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwuTJdr2Y4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WQR6WOO4qGk/s320/S7001003_018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; I am 15 weeks pregnant today and counting. Do you see how huge I am already? I mean, I still have 25 weeks to go. Can you imagine how round I will be by the end? Matt says that he'll probably be able to roll me around like that mean girl off &lt;em&gt;Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/em&gt;. Ompa, ompa, opma di do. :)&lt;br /&gt;I did go back to the doctor yesterday and got a good report. The baby is measuring right on schedule. Of course little Baby Martin decided to hide from the doctor again. I hope that is not a sign that we will be calling out the baby's name in grocery stores all the time because it has decided to play hide-n-seek &lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;. The boys are still praying for a baby sister, so please pray that they will be accepting no matter what the gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story: Corbin wore his "Big Brother" t-shirt to school the other day and his teacher asked if he knew if he was having a baby brother or sister. To which Corbin replied, "We don't know. We can't see it's hair yet." I think I like the idea of basing it off the hair verses having to explain to him about how little girls' parts are different from little boys'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1848973275086580991?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1848973275086580991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1848973275086580991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1848973275086580991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1848973275086580991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/grow-baby-grow-baby-grow.html' title='Grow Baby, Grow Baby, Grow!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwuTJdr2Y4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WQR6WOO4qGk/s72-c/S7001003_018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5724643920798538708</id><published>2007-10-08T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:31:53.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colby &amp; Daniel's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Daniel &amp;amp; Colby with Ainsley's first fishing pole &amp;amp; tackle box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpLZ9r2Y2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RBLMOAvSHU0/s1600-h/S7001021_033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118986835887285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpLZ9r2Y2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RBLMOAvSHU0/s320/S7001021_033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Me, Colby &amp;amp; Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpLcdr2Y3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z1plIOZ3Vf4/s1600-h/S7001007_021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118986878836958066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpLcdr2Y3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z1plIOZ3Vf4/s320/S7001007_021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last weekend my sister-in-law Holly and I gave Matt's brother and his wife a baby shower for their soon-to-be little girl. A lot of people got to come and celebrate the upcoming arrival of their first baby, Miss Ainsley Kathleen. We love ya'll and wish nothing but joy and happiness for your growing family.&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/5932637703761588193-5724643920798538708?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5724643920798538708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5724643920798538708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5724643920798538708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5724643920798538708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/colby-daniels-baby-shower.html' title='Colby &amp; Daniel&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpLZ9r2Y2I/AAAAAAAAADs/RBLMOAvSHU0/s72-c/S7001021_033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6184183045316115241</id><published>2007-10-08T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:16:11.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a bunch of Rebels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Whole Martin Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIjNr2YyI/AAAAAAAAADM/aHFhAr2vP2o/s1600-h/S7000991_008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118983696266191650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIjNr2YyI/AAAAAAAAADM/aHFhAr2vP2o/s320/S7000991_008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The 'boys' enjoying the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIjtr2YzI/AAAAAAAAADU/0VwkTGoldGI/s1600-h/S7000994_011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118983704856126258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIjtr2YzI/AAAAAAAAADU/0VwkTGoldGI/s320/S7000994_011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIkNr2Y0I/AAAAAAAAADc/WVmGZA3tqxM/s1600-h/S7000998_013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118983713446060866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIkNr2Y0I/AAAAAAAAADc/WVmGZA3tqxM/s320/S7000998_013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Corbin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIkdr2Y1I/AAAAAAAAADk/nK1MgM8d8nY/s1600-h/S7000995_012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118983717741028178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIkdr2Y1I/AAAAAAAAADk/nK1MgM8d8nY/s320/S7000995_012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago we were given tickets to the Ole Miss/Florida game in Oxford. (Thanks Larry &amp;amp; Michelle!) We had such a good time. This was the first college game that Corbin and I had been to. Corbin got hot and bored along the way but some how ended up leaving the game saying he had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time. Ahh...life as a six year old.&lt;/span&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/5932637703761588193-6184183045316115241?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6184183045316115241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6184183045316115241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6184183045316115241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6184183045316115241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-bunch-of-rebels.html' title='Just a bunch of Rebels.'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RwpIjNr2YyI/AAAAAAAAADM/aHFhAr2vP2o/s72-c/S7000991_008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4075927369189997833</id><published>2007-09-24T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:01:26.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life Remembered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grandmother Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQN9Sj2KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/77ErEHVT8X0/s1600-h/GG+-+Smiling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784840111773858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQN9Sj2KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/77ErEHVT8X0/s320/GG+-+Smiling.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My cousin Heather, Grandmother Johnson, Me &amp;amp; my sister Amie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQN9Sj2LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/plKyXkuDlIg/s1600-h/Heather,+me,+Amie+&amp;amp;+GG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784840111773874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQN9Sj2LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/plKyXkuDlIg/s320/Heather,+me,+Amie+%26+GG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not in order: Grandmother Johnson, Aunt Cindy, Grandmother, Mom, Aunt June, Uncle James, Uncle Frank, Rodney, Gaither, Amie, Heather and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQOdSj2MI/AAAAAAAAADE/iiEaLEIwRw4/s1600-h/All.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113784848701708482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQOdSj2MI/AAAAAAAAADE/iiEaLEIwRw4/s320/All.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evelyn Marie Johnson...what an inspiration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;How many people get to say they knew their great-grandmother when they were little? I am one of the lucky ones who not only got to have my great-grandmother around when I was little but through adulthood as well. She was a nurse by proxy and dedicated her life to serving others. She worked for Dr. Hollis helping to deliver many babies over the years including my sister and me. She also worked for the nursing home in Amory. She moved to Little Rock many years ago to live with my great-aunt Cindy. While in Little Rock she found herself visiting the "Old Folks Home" as she so eloquently put it, and helping them with activities. After several strokes and overcoming unbelievable odds with bouts of cancer she still was serving others. She fell and broke her hip in April and we went up to visit with her two days after her surgery and she was telling me that since the first of the year she had crocheted over 100 hats for the children's hospital and was shooting for 125. I mean, here is my 86-year old great-grandmother lying in her hospital bed recovering from a major operation and all she is focused on is getting well enough to reach that goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My great-grandmother passed away Wednesday after a long battle with cancer. Our family's Hero is now gone. We as humans grieve over such a tremendous loss but as Christians we rejoice because we KNOW that she lived a life of service to our Lord and Savior through her many years of dedicated love, support and service to all those around her. She was ready to go home and the Lord was waiting to receive her into His open arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4075927369189997833?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4075927369189997833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4075927369189997833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4075927369189997833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4075927369189997833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-remembered.html' title='A Life Remembered'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RvfQN9Sj2KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/77ErEHVT8X0/s72-c/GG+-+Smiling.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1826406411298944711</id><published>2007-09-11T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T08:55:03.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to the doctor yesterday for my checkup and everything went well. We could actually hear the baby's heartbeat. It was a really strong heartbeat in the 160s range. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The heartbeat of your child.... what a beautiful &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt; sound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;No weight gain as of yet, but my weight sure has shifted. Clothes I was in a few weeks ago no longer fit because my weight has shifted around to my belly. It is the funniest thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;The baby is already showing signs of rebellion. When they put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doppler&lt;/span&gt; on my belly to listen for the heartbeat the baby ran from it as if to say, "Don't mess with me! This is my personal space you are trying to invade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1826406411298944711?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1826406411298944711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1826406411298944711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1826406411298944711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1826406411298944711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/09/doctors-visit.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-1518886304717979950</id><published>2007-08-29T09:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:25:51.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Big news in the Martin household. We are going to be adding a new little Martin to our family this spring. My actual due date is April 2nd, but with two prior c-sections, this one will be scheduled to arrive sometime late March. We are all very excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;We got the boys 'Big Brother' t-shirts. You should have seen everybody trying to figure out exactly what they meant. It was too funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please pray for a safe and healthy pregnancy and a healthy and beautiful little baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, please pray for Matt and I specifically...three kids and two adults. Those are scary odds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104142481037850210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtWOiyk99mI/AAAAAAAAACs/dsh47ubMuVQ/s320/Big+Brothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Corbin showing off their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Big Brother t-shirts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-1518886304717979950?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1518886304717979950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=1518886304717979950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1518886304717979950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/1518886304717979950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-news.html' title='Big News!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtWOiyk99mI/AAAAAAAAACs/dsh47ubMuVQ/s72-c/Big+Brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-6761358006927902020</id><published>2007-08-28T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:44:36.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin &amp; Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrrik99hI/AAAAAAAAACE/TYCSFlv1KJA/s1600-h/S7000953_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103752304733845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrrik99hI/AAAAAAAAACE/TYCSFlv1KJA/s320/S7000953_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Corbin &amp; his Diego lunch box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrryk99iI/AAAAAAAAACM/r-9Q0UOSSkI/s1600-h/S7000954_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103752309028812322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrryk99iI/AAAAAAAAACM/r-9Q0UOSSkI/s320/S7000954_014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew in his favorite shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrsik99jI/AAAAAAAAACU/lesDwOzoQdo/s1600-h/S7000955_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103752321913714226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrsik99jI/AAAAAAAAACU/lesDwOzoQdo/s320/S7000955_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The boys started back to school a couple of weeks ago. Matthew is in third and Corbin is in first. So far they love school, only Corbin doesn't like homework so much. He talked a little girl at daycare into to doing his homework on the FIRST day they had it. I, of course, made him redo the whole thing plus a few extra lines. We may be in trouble. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-6761358006927902020?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6761358006927902020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=6761358006927902020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6761358006927902020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/6761358006927902020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RtQrrik99hI/AAAAAAAAACE/TYCSFlv1KJA/s72-c/S7000953_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-7222640834879663197</id><published>2007-08-13T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:43:03.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mimi!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is Matt's mother's birthday. We wish her a very happy birthday with many more to come. Hope you liked your birthday present. :) We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-7222640834879663197?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7222640834879663197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=7222640834879663197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7222640834879663197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/7222640834879663197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-mimi.html' title='Happy Birthday Mimi!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-4189262797836520615</id><published>2007-08-06T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:44:10.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Forget To Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't forget that tomorrow, Tuesday, August 7, 2007, is Election Day. I cannot stress enough how important each and every ONE vote counts. When you come to the section for Monroe County Tax Collector be sure to mark KERRY COLBERT. Kerry is a good man and the best choice for our Tax Collector. Happy voting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-4189262797836520615?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4189262797836520615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=4189262797836520615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4189262797836520615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/4189262797836520615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-forget-to-vote.html' title='Don&apos;t Forget To Vote'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-290993444274477750</id><published>2007-08-06T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:18:42.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wes' 10th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colby, Daniel &amp; Baby Ainsley in the belly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Colby's belly, not Dan's) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH6ahHL5I/AAAAAAAAABk/oFsL5Lgw414/s1600-h/S7000906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095620572269195154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH6ahHL5I/AAAAAAAAABk/oFsL5Lgw414/s320/S7000906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaylen &amp; buddy Anna Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH66hHL6I/AAAAAAAAABs/LkfuRVaD7sg/s1600-h/S7000905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095620580859129762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH66hHL6I/AAAAAAAAABs/LkfuRVaD7sg/s320/S7000905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH7KhHL7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/FRBcN5kkOOw/s1600-h/S7000903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095620585154097074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH7KhHL7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/FRBcN5kkOOw/s320/S7000903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corbin (Sorry, I couldn't get it to turn.)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH7ahHL8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NdGJRyqc_oA/s1600-h/S7000900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095620589449064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH7ahHL8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NdGJRyqc_oA/s320/S7000900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had to re-stage blowing out the candles so I could get a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's such a sweet kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG-6hHL0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nqpCaIesrAs/s1600-h/S7000916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619550066978626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG-6hHL0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nqpCaIesrAs/s320/S7000916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel taking a picture of Matt taking his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG_qhHL1I/AAAAAAAAABE/F19EuQCGqzw/s1600-h/S7000917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619562951880530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG_qhHL1I/AAAAAAAAABE/F19EuQCGqzw/s320/S7000917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelly &amp; Matt&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry this one is so dark. -- HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG_6hHL2I/AAAAAAAAABM/Jr6URbV_isg/s1600-h/S7000911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619567246847842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdG_6hHL2I/AAAAAAAAABM/Jr6URbV_isg/s320/S7000911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mimi &amp; Papaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdHAKhHL3I/AAAAAAAAABU/8hLkM7uTyH4/s1600-h/S7000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619571541815154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdHAKhHL3I/AAAAAAAAABU/8hLkM7uTyH4/s320/S7000909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earl - Might want to suck in the gut a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdHAqhHL4I/AAAAAAAAABc/Hnvd2c_XDgw/s1600-h/S7000907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095619580131749762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdHAqhHL4I/AAAAAAAAABc/Hnvd2c_XDgw/s320/S7000907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wes turned ten on the 28th of July. My, my, my how time flies. He had a swimming party at the Country Club and I have to admit that I was somewhat jealous that I couldn't get out there in my bikini. Everyone else is probably grateful that I didn't get out there in a bikini...not a pretty picture I assure you. &lt;/span&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/5932637703761588193-290993444274477750?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/290993444274477750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=290993444274477750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/290993444274477750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/290993444274477750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/wes-10th-birthday.html' title='Wes&apos; 10th Birthday'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/RrdH6ahHL5I/AAAAAAAAABk/oFsL5Lgw414/s72-c/S7000906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-5517966458158002028</id><published>2007-08-06T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:52:08.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earl&apos;s 60th Birthday'/><title type='text'>Earl's 60th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sherron &amp; Earl (A.K.A. Mimi &amp;amp; Papaw)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8zKhHLvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JraWL2emAAQ/s1600-h/S7000877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608353087237874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8zKhHLvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JraWL2emAAQ/s320/S7000877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8zahHLwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PSSzSsVyX-k/s1600-h/S7000879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608357382205186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8zahHLwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PSSzSsVyX-k/s320/S7000879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earl &amp; Grandma Martin&lt;br /&gt;Kaylen &amp;amp; Holly&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8z6hHLxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0_wgyRygfYQ/s1600-h/S7000880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608365972139794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8z6hHLxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0_wgyRygfYQ/s320/S7000880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colby &amp; Daniel (Baby Ainsley in the belly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc80KhHLyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FUxrYaDVv4s/s1600-h/S7000884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608370267107106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc80KhHLyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FUxrYaDVv4s/s320/S7000884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew, Wes &amp; Corbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc80ahHLzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pLC-ElDF6WE/s1600-h/S7000886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095608374562074418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc80ahHLzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pLC-ElDF6WE/s320/S7000886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;These are some photos from my father-in-law's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;60th Birthday Party. We all surprized him by going out to eat at The Friendship House. We put up a banner, put confetti in his napkin and gave him lots of gag gifts. The staff even sang him Happy Birthday and made him turn bright red. We all had a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-5517966458158002028?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5517966458158002028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=5517966458158002028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5517966458158002028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/5517966458158002028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/earls-60th-birthday.html' title='Earl&apos;s 60th Birthday'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/Rrc8zKhHLvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JraWL2emAAQ/s72-c/S7000877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3997594059142010353</id><published>2007-08-03T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:21:45.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy August!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy August Everyone. I am sorry about the lack of postings, I promise I will get better. We have been really busy lately and are definitely on the way to being even busier. The boys start back to school next week. I can't wait for them to meet their teachers and see if they know anybody in their class. I am afraid that Corbin's teacher is in for a rude awakening with him (that stubborn thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's grandmother has been in the hospital in Branson this week so please say a prayer for her to recover and be home soon. Earl and June (her kids) are there with her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post photos from my father-in-law's and nephew's birthday parties very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3997594059142010353?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3997594059142010353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3997594059142010353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3997594059142010353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3997594059142010353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-august.html' title='Happy August!'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932637703761588193.post-3759645982413395048</id><published>2007-07-20T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:21:25.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Martin Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are the Martin Family, Matt, Kelly, Matthew &amp; Corbin. Matthew is eight &amp;amp; Corbin is six. Boy do they grow up fast.&lt;br /&gt;Matt thinks this whole web-site thing is silly, but I think this really might be the best way to keep in touch with our friends and family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5932637703761588193-3759645982413395048?l=lifeasamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3759645982413395048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5932637703761588193&amp;postID=3759645982413395048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3759645982413395048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932637703761588193/posts/default/3759645982413395048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeasamartin.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-are-martin-family.html' title='We Are The Martin Family'/><author><name>Kelly @ Life As A Martin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3BE1RVLRnw/SLR3GbYi6jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/saVcosusf5w/S220/Haircut+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
