<?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-8385889500199972742</id><updated>2012-02-19T14:21:22.408-07:00</updated><category term='Fall Leaves'/><title type='text'>Pelton Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8096750054370427026</id><published>2009-08-14T22:51:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:31:54.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZV9LNLgwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AWiRQfdjAtQ/s1600-h/08-14-09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZV9LNLgwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AWiRQfdjAtQ/s400/08-14-09+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370074115154346754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Yes I know it has been almost two whole months now since I have blogged a new post! Where have I been? I am not really sure myself and lets face it, I really don't even have a very good excuse for you! Anyway I thought I would do a little summer in review starting out with the 4th of July (I know that was like a year ago now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hailey thoroughly enjoyed herself this year, she awed at every fire work and enjoy all the bright lights and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA5Zt5vpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/R0TvmcVsujk/s1600-h/08-14-09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA5Zt5vpI/AAAAAAAAAZU/R0TvmcVsujk/s400/08-14-09+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370050960586030738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla was not as excited, but as soon as the fire works really started going she calmed down and was mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA49faOmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/f2oLuagErAE/s1600-h/08-14-09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA49faOmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/f2oLuagErAE/s400/08-14-09+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370050953009052258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she borrowed big sister's sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA38s0c_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/vYorURxodI0/s1600-h/08-14-09+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZA38s0c_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/vYorURxodI0/s400/08-14-09+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370050935616992242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey is officially potty trained.  She has been for about a month now and has been doing fabulous.  She was being so so so stubborn about it, refusing to even let panties come any where near her, let alone be put on her.  But as soon as my sister Shelly and her kids got here and I told her that all of them wear big kid undies she was suddenly excited about also wearing them.  I will have to remember to invite Shelly and her kids to town for every big event in Hailey's life that she is being stubbern about!  She was even getting up in the middle of the night and calling for me to come take her to go to the bathroom.  Than five nights in a row this week she wet the bed.  Oh well she is still doing great during the day and that's all I can hope for right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey has also just absolutely loved her new friends in town:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at Pioneer Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHgBTG5kI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-9nGVEhVSLE/s1600-h/08-14-09+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHgBTG5kI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-9nGVEhVSLE/s400/08-14-09+038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370058221115860546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at the splash park in Castle Rock Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHfvLz46I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/84zAyZ_Tw6g/s1600-h/08-14-09+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHfvLz46I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/84zAyZ_Tw6g/s400/08-14-09+066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370058216253416354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHejwJxCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tANZbqCuSmw/s1600-h/08-14-09+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZHejwJxCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tANZbqCuSmw/s400/08-14-09+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370058196004750370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Hailey has started to really grow up lately.  She still has melt-downs and absolutely bad days but she is also starting to learn how to play nicely with friends, share and be kind.  A huge Thank You to Shelly and her kids for being so nice to Hailey and such a good example!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla is just on the verge of walking. In fact today she took one step by herself.   But don't think that by not walking it slows her down in any way.  She is the fastest crawler and very good at cruising around on anything that she can get hers hand on, the couches, chairs, the walls, peoples legs, anything!  It is funny to see her trying to keep up with the "big kids".  They run downstairs and she is right behind them, if they are outside, she starts to scream till I let her go out there with them.  If Hailey and the other kids are having fun she wants to be right there in the middle of the action with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMDvoXuPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-uSNlLUv_O8/s1600-h/08-14-09+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMDvoXuPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-uSNlLUv_O8/s400/08-14-09+068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370063232895006962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still the baldest baby in like a 100 mile radious but peach fuzz is showing itself.  She only has half of one tooth on the bottom, which I find a little alarming, (shouldn't she have about 6 by now?) and she is getting very attached to the blanket that I made her last summer (which I love!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMEJHr7DI/AAAAAAAAAac/ctXYHSdX73w/s1600-h/08-14-09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMEJHr7DI/AAAAAAAAAac/ctXYHSdX73w/s400/08-14-09+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370063239737240626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was washing her blanket at my Mom's house and when I put it in the drying she went up to the door and stared at it, then she looked up at me and started crying for it.  It was the saddest, cuttest thing that I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMDAxbtyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9HayXn2jCzY/s1600-h/08-14-09+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZMDAxbtyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/9HayXn2jCzY/s400/08-14-09+071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370063220316550946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Tuesday Justin and I decided to take the girls on a bike ride around the Riverfront Park area.  After riding for about an hour and a half, we stopped down by the river to "dip our feet in".  Some how it quickly went from dipping our feet in to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going waste high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRTSMHjoI/AAAAAAAAAak/3LfUSVpllF4/s1600-h/08-14-09+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRTSMHjoI/AAAAAAAAAak/3LfUSVpllF4/s400/08-14-09+076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370068997427924610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eating mud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRT9rA9_I/AAAAAAAAAas/wR2kVOD-Tks/s1600-h/08-14-09+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRT9rA9_I/AAAAAAAAAas/wR2kVOD-Tks/s400/08-14-09+079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370069009100240882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to going practically all the way in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRUomONuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GPKFlmrNL9Y/s1600-h/08-14-09+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRUomONuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/GPKFlmrNL9Y/s400/08-14-09+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370069020622862050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to just about rolling around in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRVHJa_2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/GaUL78HFOwo/s1600-h/08-14-09+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZRVHJa_2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/GaUL78HFOwo/s400/08-14-09+083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370069028823564130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way the girls had a blast and I guess that's all that really matters.  So we have had a pretty fun summer!  I will try not to let another two months pass me by before I do my next post!&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/8385889500199972742-8096750054370427026?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8096750054370427026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8096750054370427026' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8096750054370427026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8096750054370427026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-in-review.html' title='Summer in review'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SoZV9LNLgwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/AWiRQfdjAtQ/s72-c/08-14-09+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5949264146291644684</id><published>2009-06-25T23:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:02:42.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun At The Pool &amp; Well Child Check-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week we have gone to Pioneer Park twice for some free lunch (for kids 18 and younger) and some fun in the kiddie pool.  The girls have been having lots of fun, surprisingly Makayla is much more brave in the water then Hailey is.  She just dives right in while Hailey is testing the temps with her pinkie toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRc6Ca9aVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mZfKSn7-nBc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRc6Ca9aVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mZfKSn7-nBc/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351504409375107410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbzeFzkKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Rz8-S3wAqkg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbzeFzkKI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Rz8-S3wAqkg/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503197031862434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight for dinner we had the good old stand by; spaghetti.  Makayla got nice and dirty stuffing her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbzG-dJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYk/7cDbb7Y9hI4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbzG-dJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYk/7cDbb7Y9hI4/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503190827018082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey was getting so mad at me and her fork because her spaghetti wouldn't roll up and stay put that I finally just told her to eat it with her fingers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRby2sJaRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1GUspKGz_1o/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRby2sJaRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1GUspKGz_1o/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503186455259410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that this was a funny picture of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbyayIShI/AAAAAAAAAYU/f1RWeOkod6Y/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbyayIShI/AAAAAAAAAYU/f1RWeOkod6Y/s400/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503178964158994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another messy Makayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbyLF4tHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/cqzRmEk1Jh4/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRbyLF4tHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/cqzRmEk1Jh4/s400/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503174752056434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls both had their well child check-ups last week, Makayla her 9 months and Hailey her 3 year check here are their results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla:  Weight: 17.3 lbs-25%&lt;br /&gt;                 Length: 26 3/4-40%&lt;br /&gt;                   Head: 17 1/2-75%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey:  Weight: 30.7 lbs-50%&lt;br /&gt;             Length: 36 1/2- 48%&lt;br /&gt;        Head: 88-60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they are both doing great and are both really healthy.  Makayla is going to have to get a lead poisoning test done since we live in a house built before 1950. I am really not look forward to this because they don't just do a little pin prick on the toe, they draw blood from a vein in her inner elbow, I can hear her tears already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In other news Justin got a new job with Best Buy as a manager.  He Just got back tonight from Seattle for some training and will be doing more training in the next few months in various places.  I am hoping and praying that he will really love this job and that it will work out well for our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your summer is going well and you're all having fun!!&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/8385889500199972742-5949264146291644684?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5949264146291644684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5949264146291644684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5949264146291644684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5949264146291644684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-at-pool-well-child-check-ups.html' title='Fun At The Pool &amp; Well Child Check-ups'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SkRc6Ca9aVI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mZfKSn7-nBc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8499856004839220367</id><published>2009-06-14T23:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:56:16.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hailey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our first born Hailey Christine Pelton 3 years ago .  This was probably one of the first pictures ever taken of her.  I thought that I would show a few pictures of her throughout the last few years, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5ywnwvmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7vwScBNCfCA/s1600-h/hailey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5ywnwvmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7vwScBNCfCA/s400/hailey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347665889245314658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey at about 5 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5yu_Mg_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/y3DhKf_SHS8/s1600-h/100_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5yu_Mg_I/AAAAAAAAAX8/y3DhKf_SHS8/s400/100_0257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347665888806732786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey at about 7 months old loving her food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5yeFFdTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XKJMnc08sjs/s1600-h/100_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5yeFFdTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XKJMnc08sjs/s400/100_0208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347665884268033330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hailey at about a year and a half playing in the fall leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4YC9zwXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zlUyi2850RI/s1600-h/11-16+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4YC9zwXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/zlUyi2850RI/s400/11-16+130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347664330801529202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still at 18 months, just a cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4Xlb1TGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oUIXzzqF_c4/s1600-h/hailey,+fair-oct.+21,+2007+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4Xlb1TGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/oUIXzzqF_c4/s400/hailey,+fair-oct.+21,+2007+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347664322874395746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few months before she turned two listening to Daddy's music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4XT4s-KI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qqN7xnYFzG8/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja4XT4s-KI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qqN7xnYFzG8/s400/DSCI0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347664318163646626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 things about Hailey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1: Hailey is a really picky eater&lt;br /&gt;2:Hailey is very kind hearted.  If someone is sad or crying she will come up to them and pat there back and asked if everything is alright.  She then goes out of her way to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;3.  She is scared to death of bugs.  I think that she was born with this feature because I remember when she was as young as about 10 months if she saw a bug flying around she would scream and cry and run.&lt;br /&gt;4. She loves sponge Bob square pants, a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;5.  She is attached to her blanket.  She will not go to sleep without it, even though it does not provide much warmth.  And I am not sure that you can really consider it a blanket anymore either...&lt;br /&gt;6. Hailey loves to draw and paint and color.  She can color for about an hour and be happy the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;7. She is stubborn.  She has to have things her way.  She has to get in the car by herself, open doors by herself, everything has to be her way and she will let you know it.&lt;br /&gt;8.  A cute thing she says a lot is "can't".  For example: "Mommy I can't want to go to bed." "Daddy I can't like that juice."  I think that it's so cute that I don't bother to correct her.&lt;br /&gt;9. She has a lot of energy.  She just runs around in circles for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;10.  She loves strawberry milk.&lt;br /&gt;11.  She is super cute and becoming a great older sister.  Makayla follows her around like a little puppy dog and just adores her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went over to my parents house to celebrate her birthday. Here are some of the great things she got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A super cute ballerina outfit from Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa that she has just loved running around in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1A7qpUjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lbg48I51frY/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1A7qpUjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lbg48I51frY/s400/064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347660635170230834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will connect to our sprinkler for loads of summer fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1AiuLHPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/E6hzoM-sdfM/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1AiuLHPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/E6hzoM-sdfM/s400/057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347660628474141938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is blowing out her candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1AI9tAwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/syzXXQiYZd0/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja1AI9tAwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/syzXXQiYZd0/s400/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347660621559956226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the cake that I stayed up until 2 in the morning making for her.  I showed her a picture of a butterfly cake and this dinosaur cake and it took her about half a second to choose this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDrKmZOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5o2azYp6wkI/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDrKmZOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5o2azYp6wkI/s400/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347429784838628578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon we took Hailey and Makayla to a new indoor water park here in Billings.  They both had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDSPOygI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AmECHUNnMa4/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDSPOygI/AAAAAAAAAWU/AmECHUNnMa4/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347429778147166722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla and Daddy in the wave pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDC6xOWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1vCYyTJsFSA/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXjDC6xOWI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1vCYyTJsFSA/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347429774034811234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture of these two cute girls in their new swimming suits.  Shouldn't they be swim suit models?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd5ZTxOCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lQspTSgPBb8/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd5ZTxOCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lQspTSgPBb8/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347424110688417826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we decided to go out to Chuck-E-Cheeses.  Here she is driving on Daddy's lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd5DqjH4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/6Thgxmh_MqY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd5DqjH4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/6Thgxmh_MqY/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347424104878382978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally flying her plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd4jY86FI/AAAAAAAAAV0/cigPCewsBaw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SjXd4jY86FI/AAAAAAAAAV0/cigPCewsBaw/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347424096214640722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we didn't spoil her too much this weekend!  Last night she told me "Mom I really like birthdays!"  Yes, birthdays when you're little are the best aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Hailey we love you so much you are such a blessing and you have changed my life in so many ways for the better!  Even when we have bad days and are butting heads all day, I still go to bed loving you and thanking Heavenly Father for you in my life!  Happy 3rd Birthday Hailey!!&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/8385889500199972742-8499856004839220367?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8499856004839220367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8499856004839220367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8499856004839220367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8499856004839220367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-hailey.html' title='Happy Birthday Hailey!!'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sja5ywnwvmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7vwScBNCfCA/s72-c/hailey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-7185203145376638572</id><published>2009-06-08T00:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:37:29.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I gave Hailey a small bag of mini oreos and told her that Makayla cannot have any.  A few minutes later Makayla turned and looked at me and this is what I saw.  The sad thing is I was sitting there the whole time and didn't even see it happen!  I better sharpen up my hearing and eye sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiysV8UOKiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/htV2piT1AKk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiysV8UOKiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/htV2piT1AKk/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344836350750108194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PELTON%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PELTON%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pain in my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In unrelated news, I have had a lower back injury that I have been dealing with for about a year now.  I think I injured it during the end of my pregnancy caring Makayla &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Hailey.  Some days I can't even get out of bed, I need Justin to come and help me up!  (which makes me feel about a hundred years old)  After I've been up for about an hour I usually get loose enough that I can manage the pain for the rest of the day. I have been doing physical therapy for about 3 weeks and this last week I got an MRI done.  The results came back and it turns out that I have an "annular bulge posteriorly at T11-12 (whatever that means)  and a paracentral disk herniation at L5-S1 that displaces the proximal aspect of the right S1 nerver root."  Anyway I will have to get a series of epidinal steriod injections which will hopefully help solve this problem (along with the PT).  I have really been misserable for a long time now and I've been having to take a lot of Motrin 800's and muscle relaxers.  And I am sure my family is tired of hearing me complain about my back too!!  So I am actually looking forward to these long needles going into my spine!  Anyone out there ever been in this boat??  Or any other injuries that sidelined you for awhile??&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/8385889500199972742-7185203145376638572?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7185203145376638572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=7185203145376638572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7185203145376638572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7185203145376638572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/sneaky-girl.html' title='Sneaky Girl'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiysV8UOKiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/htV2piT1AKk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-3593084275346956929</id><published>2009-06-02T18:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:50:52.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been taking advantage of the beautiful weather lately and going outside in our yard for picnics and playing.  Here are a few pictures I got of the girls the other day just playing with their toys together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjhRVEAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wIiGoTLvcrs/s1600-h/06-01-09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjhRVEAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wIiGoTLvcrs/s400/06-01-09+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342892647450480642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjSuXCrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5BFpsZa0Gf8/s1600-h/06-01-09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjSuXCrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5BFpsZa0Gf8/s400/06-01-09+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342892643545713330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjEpQdvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ylAfhhtRsXY/s1600-h/06-01-09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjEpQdvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ylAfhhtRsXY/s400/06-01-09+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342892639766214386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wards I put them in the bath together, it's really nice the Makayla is old enough to sit in the bath with Hailey.  Hailey really enjoys the company and I can kill two birds with one stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEiz8IGJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8CZdqdUSKtE/s1600-h/06-01-09+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEiz8IGJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8CZdqdUSKtE/s400/06-01-09+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342892635281954962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every spring and summer time we always go down to the yellowstone river with the dog.  Mocha loves, loves, loves to swim and run around chasing rabbits, birds and other small creatures.  This time of year is the best, it's not to hot, not to cold and the bugs aren't really out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCnN2FGiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TRMzH8xW96w/s1600-h/06-01-09+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCnN2FGiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TRMzH8xW96w/s400/06-01-09+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342890511932135970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all enjoy walking around and throwing stick in for Mocha, here is the family exploring around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCmyOp7HI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vQuaiJp0m3Q/s1600-h/06-01-09+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCmyOp7HI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vQuaiJp0m3Q/s400/06-01-09+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342890504519019634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCmr1klfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qYzi7M8rw6E/s1600-h/06-01-09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXCmr1klfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qYzi7M8rw6E/s400/06-01-09+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342890502803199474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I had to take Makayla into the walk-in clinic last night because she had been running a fever all day.  She didn't want to eat, didn't want to play, all she wanted to do in lay in my arms drifting in and out of sleep stairing off into nothing.  It turns out that both of her ears are still infected.  They gave her some heavy duty antibiotics and we have to take her in next week for a check up.  The antibiotics are really annoying because her thrush comes back in full force everytime, but it is really the only way!  Anyway we are really enjoying summer-like weather and happy to be getting out of the house!  Hope where ever you are that you are having nice weather too!!&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/8385889500199972742-3593084275346956929?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3593084275346956929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=3593084275346956929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3593084275346956929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3593084275346956929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-have-been-taking-advantage-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SiXEjhRVEAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wIiGoTLvcrs/s72-c/06-01-09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-1730722213385434047</id><published>2009-05-12T21:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:14:39.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Over For Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today Hailey got all the available "seats" out of her room and all of her largest stuffed animals and had them over for lunch.  Two of the chairs were Makayla's bouncy chairs, and one of them was her Dora the Explorer four wheeler.  She stood at her kitchen and said "I am cooking soup for my friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9rJTsP7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/8D8TN3vJb3Y/s1600-h/05-12-2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9rJTsP7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/8D8TN3vJb3Y/s400/05-12-2009+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335144520015953842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point she had to split up Dora and Diago because they could not get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9q_bl9EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BGlqESkUNBk/s1600-h/05-12-2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9q_bl9EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BGlqESkUNBk/s400/05-12-2009+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335144517364741186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After she slaved over lunch she sat down with good friends and enjoyed her feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9rVLOTVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/AmQZIP_7zYI/s1600-h/05-12-2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9rVLOTVI/AAAAAAAAAUc/AmQZIP_7zYI/s400/05-12-2009+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335144523201662290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went out in the nice whether and Hailey pushed Makayla on the swing for a good half an hour.  They both enjoyed it.  Makayla ALWAYS has her mouth hanging open too by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9ruBBSgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/2lk0vd1c2vU/s1600-h/05-12-2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9ruBBSgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/2lk0vd1c2vU/s400/05-12-2009+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335144529869752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9sLk-y9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/dECRuDPKfTs/s1600-h/05-12-2009+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9sLk-y9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/dECRuDPKfTs/s400/05-12-2009+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335144537805212626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took Makayla into the Doctors office today to get her thrush taken care of AGAIN.  She has been battling it since she was born and this is her 4th round of meds.  She is really old to be getting it still, it's really weird but the Doctor didn't seemed too concerned about it, he said as long as she wasn't still getting it after she turns 1 that it's ok, but I still think it's weird and annoying.  We also found out that both of her ears are infected which would explain her fussiness lately and why she had a 102 degree temp on Sunday.  Poor girl, although for someone who is so sick she is a pretty happy little girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-1730722213385434047?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1730722213385434047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=1730722213385434047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/1730722213385434047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/1730722213385434047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-over-for-lunch.html' title='Friends Over For Lunch'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sgo9rJTsP7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/8D8TN3vJb3Y/s72-c/05-12-2009+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5032250257679266916</id><published>2009-05-10T00:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:28:52.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at my two cute girls!  They are getting so big so quick!  The older Makayla gets the nicer Hailey is to her, and the more they are able to play together.  Whenever Hailey comes running into the room Makayla gets super excited and starts bouncing up and down, it's really cute.  And Hailey must know where Makayla is at all times.  Here are two pictures of them having a little girl talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ7Gy5lAxI/AAAAAAAAATY/bed-dDvfJTs/s1600-h/05-09-09+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ7Gy5lAxI/AAAAAAAAATY/bed-dDvfJTs/s400/05-09-09+166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334086165339636498" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ7GbT-ZuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XGOtDmVMyqE/s1600-h/05-09-09+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ7GbT-ZuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XGOtDmVMyqE/s400/05-09-09+161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334086159007901410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is crawling???&lt;br /&gt;And like a pro I must add.  Makayla has been creeping around for about the last month or so, but this last week she is crawling up on all fours and has become quit fast, it has really taken me by surprise, I put her down in one spot and turn my back for 2 seconds and she is clear across the room in no time.  Makayla is also pulling herself up on furniture and "cruising" around a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6MF638BI/AAAAAAAAATI/OubxXwj8Fcc/s1600-h/SDC10215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6MF638BI/AAAAAAAAATI/OubxXwj8Fcc/s400/SDC10215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085156833062930" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next few pictures where actually taken on Easter Weekend that I never got around to posting.  Castle Rock park had a huge egg hunt with lots of other activities for the kids to do.  Hailey had a lot of fun and everything was free so that is always fun for Mom and Dad.  Makayla did this the whole time but had fun watching everything going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6L5PuaCI/AAAAAAAAATA/2sLcU7GGJgE/s1600-h/05-09-09+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6L5PuaCI/AAAAAAAAATA/2sLcU7GGJgE/s400/05-09-09+138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085153430857762" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey's first adventure in a blowup jumpy thing (that is the proper name).  She was so cute, she was laughing the whole time and wildly jumping all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6LuFn5UI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4tAiQbltlQ4/s1600-h/05-09-09+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6LuFn5UI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4tAiQbltlQ4/s400/05-09-09+135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085150435697986" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6LJxtiXI/AAAAAAAAASw/nhHyqWYMmF0/s1600-h/05-09-09+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6LJxtiXI/AAAAAAAAASw/nhHyqWYMmF0/s400/05-09-09+130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085140688505202" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up eggs with her free balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6K5tH4bI/AAAAAAAAASo/OSTevgwHLlA/s1600-h/05-09-09+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ6K5tH4bI/AAAAAAAAASo/OSTevgwHLlA/s400/05-09-09+126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085136374292914" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey loves to read books and magazines.  She recognizes many letters and makes up stories to go along with the pictures she sees.  It is really funny the stories that she comes up with sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1alcQ-aI/AAAAAAAAASg/uJD-B3fy_0k/s1600-h/SDC10229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1alcQ-aI/AAAAAAAAASg/uJD-B3fy_0k/s400/SDC10229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079908254644642" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Justin's Mom in Great Falls these past few weeks and were surprised with a late snow storm that dumped about 2 feet of snow on us!  It was actually really pretty on all the trees after I got over how annoying it is to have snow in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1aAnV7mI/AAAAAAAAASY/1fyP6dnqEkU/s1600-h/SDC10234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1aAnV7mI/AAAAAAAAASY/1fyP6dnqEkU/s400/SDC10234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079898368994914" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this comfortable??&lt;br /&gt;(Yes she is asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1Z3UsvpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kRRJBayjw0Y/s1600-h/SDC10212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1Z3UsvpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kRRJBayjw0Y/s400/SDC10212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079895874879122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a trip to the dollar tree and let her pick out this cute little fairy/ballerina/cheerleader outfit.  She had a lot of fun dancing around in it and wore the tu-tu thing for 2 days strait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1ZkKklpI/AAAAAAAAASI/hYMoald7eKA/s1600-h/SDC10227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1ZkKklpI/AAAAAAAAASI/hYMoald7eKA/s400/SDC10227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079890732127890" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun at the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1ZYVNySI/AAAAAAAAASA/9HtBe5oPObc/s1600-h/SDC10201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ1ZYVNySI/AAAAAAAAASA/9HtBe5oPObc/s400/SDC10201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334079887555545378" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well that is it for now thanks for reading and have a good day!!&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/8385889500199972742-5032250257679266916?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5032250257679266916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5032250257679266916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5032250257679266916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5032250257679266916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-at-my-two-cute-girls-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SgZ7Gy5lAxI/AAAAAAAAATY/bed-dDvfJTs/s72-c/05-09-09+166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8333007374905223203</id><published>2009-04-09T09:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:48:40.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been about 5 months since my last post, so to anyone who ever reads my blogs I am sorry for that. My lap top has been out of commission and we have not had access to the internet. So here are about ten pictures of what the Pelton family has been up to lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4tWvjWVgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VuIXzFdBLqs/s1600-h/img_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4tWvjWVgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VuIXzFdBLqs/s400/img_0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322741678343607810" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day we decided to take the girls on a bike ride.  We got these kid bucket things at our local MRM (Montana Rescue Mission)  for like $4 each and they are in like new condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gcPG1HyI/AAAAAAAAARw/Hr0sNY2cLjY/s1600-h/img_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gcPG1HyI/AAAAAAAAARw/Hr0sNY2cLjY/s400/img_0094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322727479062109986" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a bike ride with the kids to Dairy Queen witch was about 6 miles round trip.  On the way home we stopped by a nearby park and here is Makayla and I watching Hailey and Daddy play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gb7kkYdI/AAAAAAAAARo/As58gWgNLvw/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gb7kkYdI/AAAAAAAAARo/As58gWgNLvw/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322727473818132946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the fam. going down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gbmTWb8I/AAAAAAAAARg/ESwqLtXxAd4/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gbmTWb8I/AAAAAAAAARg/ESwqLtXxAd4/s400/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322727468108771266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a family picture at DQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gbGP0U9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ssvh6unV9SQ/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4gbGP0U9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ssvh6unV9SQ/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322727459504018386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla has been eating "solids" now for about a month.  She loves food. She is not so much longer interested in me and only really wants to eat whatever it is that we are eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bOBYuZfI/AAAAAAAAARI/DraX_Miw_4s/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bOBYuZfI/AAAAAAAAARI/DraX_Miw_4s/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721737302762994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNxorbdI/AAAAAAAAARA/x0zZlb3dglI/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNxorbdI/AAAAAAAAARA/x0zZlb3dglI/s400/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721733074709970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Jordan came down for a visit a few weeks ago and brought along there cute tiny little dog.  Hailey absolutely feel in love and didn't want to give him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNkjkIFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/39DZALuaSGI/s1600-h/img_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNkjkIFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/39DZALuaSGI/s400/img_0039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721729563598930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNtC5iBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cSR0qbCY8pw/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNtC5iBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cSR0qbCY8pw/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721731842508818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to Great Falls about a month ago to visit Justin's Mom. I decided to put Makayla in this laundry basket.  She had fun in it for about 2 minutes but it was a cute picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNRRL_OI/AAAAAAAAAQo/21SB-rWbrHA/s1600-h/img_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4bNRRL_OI/AAAAAAAAAQo/21SB-rWbrHA/s400/img_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721724386245858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least a picture with Grandma.  She is coming down this weekend for Easter and we are looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Hailey will be 3 in June and is refusing to be potty trained.  She has gone on the toilet more then once and seemed really excited about it, but for the last month or so she refuses to even look at the toilet.  I often find her hidding, witch only means one thing....she is taking a number 2.  So I will say to her, "Hailey do you want to go on the toilet like a big girl?"  to which she usually says "No Mommy I want to hide to go poop."  It is really quit annoying and I just hope she is potty trained before kindergarden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla is a healthy, thriving 7 month old.  She is crawling backwards, sideways but not forwards yet.  She is also pulling herself up on things to a standing position.  She is very easy to please and is happy most of the time.  She is still not sleeping through the night, but hopefully that will be coming soon.  Anyway that's what we have been up to lately, have a good day!&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/8385889500199972742-8333007374905223203?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8333007374905223203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8333007374905223203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8333007374905223203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8333007374905223203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/Sd4tWvjWVgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VuIXzFdBLqs/s72-c/img_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-6512221584804549648</id><published>2008-11-30T17:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:08:56.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving weekend.  Thursday we spent the day over at my Uncle Cliffs and Aunt Diane's house, I think that we probably had about 20-25 people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5i1fWbXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xuS4_dGb0QA/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5i1fWbXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xuS4_dGb0QA/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622859217890674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Uncle Cliff playing the piano with Hailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two pictures of everyone eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5TZMaRKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SLrQO_wkuWw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5TZMaRKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SLrQO_wkuWw/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622593924220066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5TEw6w3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/YnCLgBR55tE/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5TEw6w3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/YnCLgBR55tE/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622588440200050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5SZDHlCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4j6aMwsktDU/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5SZDHlCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4j6aMwsktDU/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622576705377314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my second cousin Holly (holding Makayla) and my Uncle Kent chatting after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we had a great few days and Justin actually got about 2 1/2 days off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Trouble Maker Hailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately Hailey has been scribbling on everything.  I have caught her coloring on the walls, on her doll's faces on her toys and just about anything she can get her hands on.  The other day I walked up behind and noticed some scratches on her back...or what I thought was scratches.  I turned her around and found this all over the front of her body.  I have since given her 2 baths and it has yet to come off.  Then this morning when I got her out of bed some how she had gotten a hold of 4 or 5 markers, took the caps off and slept on them causing them to bleed all over her bed, her cutest pj's her wood work, and her blanket.  I didn't get a picture (lets just say it didn't put me in the greatest mood) but I managed to get a picture of the red pen incident.  So now her body is covered in red pen and huge spots of red and blue and purple.  I washed her bedding and pj's twice and it still didn't come all the way out, and it wasn't even permanent marker thank goodness!  I guess it will be one more thing that we will have to hide from her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5R5s3iAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9HTSTqw0YQc/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5R5s3iAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9HTSTqw0YQc/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622568290551810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5RmBRCeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6T0U0P1umWw/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5RmBRCeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6T0U0P1umWw/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274622563007400418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new favorite picture of Makayla I took this week.  She is getting so big and so strong, holding her head up, rolling over a bit and really vocalizing a lot.  Is it just me or does the second child seem to grow up a lot faster then the first??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4UTWDP9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/gwbnSnsWzZY/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4UTWDP9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/gwbnSnsWzZY/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274621510022283218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hailey pretending to be a baby.  She crawled into Makayla's bassinette and said, "look Mom I am a baby too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4T-2-cRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7Tp9SPeuawc/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4T-2-cRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/7Tp9SPeuawc/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274621504523235602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4TqnCngI/AAAAAAAAAO4/WYceXjyXNp4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4TqnCngI/AAAAAAAAAO4/WYceXjyXNp4/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274621499087691266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally here is a picture of Daddy reading Hailey a bed time story.  She loves when Justin is home to read to her and to give her a kiss goodnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4Tb02DgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/fuIsEb2kX9I/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4Tb02DgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/fuIsEb2kX9I/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274621495119056386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4S3y0AeI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3aJOR3ORYS4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM4S3y0AeI/AAAAAAAAAOo/3aJOR3ORYS4/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274621485446857186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving weekend and I hope that you all go out and get your Chrismas shopping done early....I am almost done myself!&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/8385889500199972742-6512221584804549648?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6512221584804549648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=6512221584804549648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6512221584804549648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6512221584804549648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/STM5i1fWbXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xuS4_dGb0QA/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-9099192098441711941</id><published>2008-11-18T23:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:38:36.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress, peace and fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is our dog Mocha.  Mocha has been very stressed out for the last couple of days, and why you may ask?  Because we are getting a new roof on our house and it is SO loud.  From 7:30 am to about 4:30 pm they are pounding and pounding and pounding on our house.  Mocha has started out each morning barking as soon as they enter our yard, and then starts running from the front door to the back door crying to get out.  Honestly it is stressing me out a little too.  After about an hour or so she does calm down but just looking at her all day you can tell she is on edge.  Here is my best "stressed out dog" picture that I could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0Ii4yZKI/AAAAAAAAANc/qdLpufEJCm8/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0Ii4yZKI/AAAAAAAAANc/qdLpufEJCm8/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270254047850554530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzAyV7ahI/AAAAAAAAANU/x5zzxgP9Ff4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzAyV7ahI/AAAAAAAAANU/x5zzxgP9Ff4/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252815048731154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a little weird about taking pictures of them too up close so I got these two from a distance.  They tore down our fence and backed their huge truck onto our yard to throw the old roof off into.  They told us that they would hopefully be done by Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzArbDMCI/AAAAAAAAANM/Y3H5wSHw-VQ/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzArbDMCI/AAAAAAAAANM/Y3H5wSHw-VQ/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252813191163938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0JCojjYI/AAAAAAAAANk/nwJ9-PbY77Y/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0JCojjYI/AAAAAAAAANk/nwJ9-PbY77Y/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270254056372407682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two peaceful pictures of Makayla's favorite pass-time; swinging in her swing.  This thing is seriously one of my favorite things in the world, anytime she gets fussy I put her in this magical swing and she just calms right down.  Anytime I need to cook dinner or help Hailey do something, the swing is my friend.  So I would like to thank some special Aunts and Uncles for there thoughtful wonderful gift, the gift of peace and quite, the gift of a little time to get some cleaning or laundry done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0JSXtdWI/AAAAAAAAANs/wUL1Gjztiak/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0JSXtdWI/AAAAAAAAANs/wUL1Gjztiak/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270254060596720994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally here are some pictures of Hailey doing what she does best, playing in other people's shoes.  She LOVES shoes, it starts so young for us girls.  I have seriously thought about buying her some play dress-up shoes  for Christmas but I fear that she will want to wear them to the grocery store or something and I am not sure that I want to start that war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzAVv_G0I/AAAAAAAAANE/cbonLkFP9zo/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOzAVv_G0I/AAAAAAAAANE/cbonLkFP9zo/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252807373396802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOy_4wLuCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xxDNOI5NO0w/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOy_4wLuCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xxDNOI5NO0w/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252799589595170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOy_m1y97I/AAAAAAAAAM0/yufTIAq2qmA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSOy_m1y97I/AAAAAAAAAM0/yufTIAq2qmA/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270252794781300658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time she puts them on, she says, "look at me Mama, look at me!" It is really cute!  And then I have to tell her how cute she looks!!&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/8385889500199972742-9099192098441711941?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9099192098441711941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=9099192098441711941' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/9099192098441711941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/9099192098441711941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-our-dog-mocha.html' title='Stress, peace and fashion'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SSO0Ii4yZKI/AAAAAAAAANc/qdLpufEJCm8/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-360224269325438165</id><published>2008-11-14T19:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:10:10.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin had a call to do in Great Falls last weekend and so we decided to make it a four day weekend so we could visit Grandma!  Hailey and Makayla napped together the day we left while I packed our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40g-K42fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9MuZ-0TBMaU/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40g-K42fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9MuZ-0TBMaU/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706355119184370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they so cute when they are sleeping and you can hear yourself think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40fav3l8I/AAAAAAAAAME/9KEGzuPtH8Q/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40fav3l8I/AAAAAAAAAME/9KEGzuPtH8Q/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706328430745538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hailey soaking up some love and attention from Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40fGXZSjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cm1DCUEWcP0/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40fGXZSjI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cm1DCUEWcP0/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706322959387186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40ezrWy-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/ErzlIf_cR6g/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40ezrWy-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/ErzlIf_cR6g/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706317942836194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40gAaantI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MoBf-GQPbXk/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40gAaantI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MoBf-GQPbXk/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706338541313746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, Hailey was very pooped and slept most of the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Makayla's Two Month Check-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Makayla had her 2 month check-up and her shots.  She got three shots and one drink, and cried the rest of the day.  She weighed 10 lbs 2 oz which is the 40%, she was 22 1/2 in which is 50% and her head is 15 in which is in the 30%.  It's funny, they give you records to take home and keep and I compared hers to Hailey's when Hailey was 8 weeks and Hailey was a whole pound heavier, but everything else was exactly the same.  It's funny because Hailey was so small when she was born, 5lbs 11oz compared to Makayla's 7lbs 2oz. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway Makayla was very healthy, exept for her third go around now with thrush.  It is quit annoying, she gives it to me, I give it back to her, we just can't seem to get rid of the darn thing!  Hopefully another round of pills will kill it for good.  Here are some cute pictures of her I took today, she is looking at Daddy who was making her laugh and smile.  Makayla is a good little baby and it is getting easier and easier to get a smile out of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zW0zesI/AAAAAAAAAMc/64Ug-HF-1hw/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zW0zesI/AAAAAAAAAMc/64Ug-HF-1hw/s400/042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709969509972674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zu63xSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hjkdo7Jaie0/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zu63xSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hjkdo7Jaie0/s400/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709975977870626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zz81QFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3ylEJC7dCvc/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR43zz81QFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3ylEJC7dCvc/s400/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268709977328271442" 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/8385889500199972742-360224269325438165?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/360224269325438165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=360224269325438165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/360224269325438165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/360224269325438165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/justin-had-call-to-do-in-great-falls.html' title=''/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SR40g-K42fI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9MuZ-0TBMaU/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-3412214541236887943</id><published>2008-11-04T20:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:19:35.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Struggles and Helping Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok for about the last 6 months, Hailey and I have been in this power struggle morning after morning.  The struggle you ask??  Letting me come anywhere near her hair.  If I would try to even comb it out she was scream and run and hit and take the brush out of my hands, and throw tantrums and do everything in her power to not get her hair done.  Many mornings we would leave the house with her long bangs in her eyes or half her hair in a weird sideways hair rubber band.  But for about the last week or so she has actually sat down in front of me and patiently let me do her hair.  Of course I have to put a cartoon on TV (as you can see in the background) but hey I will take it!  So I am no professional hair stylist but I think her two braids came out pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYqvb1zPI/AAAAAAAAALE/7YCZXY7yLqg/s1600-h/hailey+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYqvb1zPI/AAAAAAAAALE/7YCZXY7yLqg/s400/hailey+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016561939631346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYqPt5U2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/w3uBD902tSI/s1600-h/hailey+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYqPt5U2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/w3uBD902tSI/s400/hailey+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016553425425250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hailey and her "new pose".  We took her to the mall last week to try and get her and Makayla's pictures done and they had her do this.  Ever since then she has been posing for pictures like this.  It kinda makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYpuc6iuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wwbb65dg6oA/s1600-h/hailey+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYpuc6iuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wwbb65dg6oA/s400/hailey+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016544495831778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is making some shelves to put down in the basement and Hailey and Ashley were in the garage tonight "helping".  Guess who was the better helper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYpAU4BcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uplvwzjanJU/s1600-h/hailey+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYpAU4BcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uplvwzjanJU/s400/hailey+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016532114081218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is sweeping and doing her new pose at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYo4OTXdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Si7uNb15v8w/s1600-h/hailey+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYo4OTXdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Si7uNb15v8w/s400/hailey+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265016529939029458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a cute one of Ashley and Dad working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There where no good pictures of Makayla today.  I think she cried just about all day long!  I am not really sure whats wrong with her, maybe she not feeling well I'm not sure, but she is finally sleeping now, so maybe that means she might actually sleep through the night for the first time!  I am probably not that lucky though.  Anyway thanks for reading, have a great day!&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/8385889500199972742-3412214541236887943?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3412214541236887943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=3412214541236887943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3412214541236887943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3412214541236887943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-struggles-and-helping-grandpa.html' title='Power Struggles and Helping Grandpa'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SREYqvb1zPI/AAAAAAAAALE/7YCZXY7yLqg/s72-c/hailey+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-6114845147853677292</id><published>2008-11-03T00:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:23:01.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makayla's blessing</title><content type='html'>Today Makayla was blessed in church. The one Sunday where it was so important to be on time we were late. (I should mention that it is always important to be on time for church!) Someone in our neighborhood hit a power pole last night and my alarm didn't wake me up at 7:23 like it was suppose to. So when I woke up at ten after eight and saw my alarm clock flashing 12 o'clock I was immediatly thrown into an annoyed panic to get everyone out the door in time. Hailey was being 2 again this morning and wanting to do everything herself which takes an eternity. I was litterally wanting to rip my hair out. At one point I said to her "I will give you a million dollars if you let me put you in your car seat." She looked at me and said "mill dollas?" I don't think my bribe made any impact. It takes us about 15 minutes to get to our building and we made a good effort but were still about ten minutes late. It was really embarrassing. Justin dropped Makayla and I up at the front door, I was running in my high heels carrying the bulky car seat and when I walked into the chapel I felt like everyone was waiting for me. Not the best start to an important day. Anyway my Dad gave her a beautiful blessing and after that it turned out to be a pretty good day. We had lunch at my parents house with all of the Aunts and Uncles and Great Grandparents. Of course I forgot my camera to get a good family picture but here are a few shots I took of Makayla in her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla is almost two months old and still a little on the small side, as you can see in the pictures her stockings are really baggy and falling off of her.  She has a lot of fattening up to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6oqt1LFUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xa1oiALsLao/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6oqt1LFUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xa1oiALsLao/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264330466253280578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6oqZaw6mI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/a_pmfU44boE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6oqZaw6mI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/a_pmfU44boE/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264330460773804642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6zkmEVYKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iPAvn9i-dPA/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6zkmEVYKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/iPAvn9i-dPA/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264342455718076578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took this one,  we always say that she is riding on roller coasters in her dreams.&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/8385889500199972742-6114845147853677292?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6114845147853677292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=6114845147853677292' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6114845147853677292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6114845147853677292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/makaylas-blessing.html' title='Makayla&apos;s blessing'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQ6oqt1LFUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Xa1oiALsLao/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5630036860599080383</id><published>2008-10-31T23:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:52:57.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Update and lots of pictures!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know that I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; not the best at keeping up on my blogs but I am vowing to give it a new effort, since our laptop is finally fixed. So here is a lot of pictures taken over the past few months that I hope you all enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8pEFcqTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZBr41VUgtUI/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8pEFcqTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZBr41VUgtUI/s400/099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263578371913984306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after we got about 10 feet of snow.  Hailey and I were out making a snowman and playing in the snow for about an hour and a half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8o7kqOWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uqM6eBpCpSg/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8o7kqOWI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uqM6eBpCpSg/s400/105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263578369628977506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and Makayla posing in their Halloween outfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8ojZy71I/AAAAAAAAAJk/bUnvHOBBGrA/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8ojZy71I/AAAAAAAAAJk/bUnvHOBBGrA/s400/122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263578363140960082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hailey right before we went out trick-or-treating she was not cooperating very well and this was the best picture I could get with her witch hat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8oRR3arI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OKw1lhCw61Q/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8oRR3arI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OKw1lhCw61Q/s400/124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263578358275861170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first block Hailey did well running from house to house, the second block she starting really slowing down and at times would just stand their and not move, by the third block we finally convinced her to ride on Ashley's back.  Hailey had fun commanding Ashley to run! run! run! By the time we got home Ashley and I were pretty hot from running.  Thank you Ashley for going with us and being Hailey's horsey!  Every door we went to we would tell Hailey, "ok when they come to the door you need to say trick-or-treat."  Hailey would say ok and would practice saying it with us but as soon as the door would open she would just stand there eyes wide and say absolutely nothing.  Oh well, maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3W3Bh61I/AAAAAAAAAJU/3VqpZiDYAM8/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3W3Bh61I/AAAAAAAAAJU/3VqpZiDYAM8/s400/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263572561612106578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few days and weeks Makayla  has become a lot more awake and alert.  She is starting to smile and starting to coo a little bit.  Makayla is a happy baby especially with a full tummy.  She is most content when she is being held or if she is in her swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3WTV4bmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mqWFVSmS17g/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3WTV4bmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mqWFVSmS17g/s400/085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263572552033791586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Makayla.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love it when babies stare at their hands and suddenly realize that they control them?  She will stare at her hands and watch them move back and forth in front of her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3V19ERNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ImE95Bgfz44/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3V19ERNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ImE95Bgfz44/s400/079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263572544145081554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla loves baths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3VWGfktI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GAqtCTq3dJA/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3VWGfktI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GAqtCTq3dJA/s400/082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263572535594685138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to tell but Makayla has a heart shaped birth mark on her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3VGMAceI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Z5vKz-RPdzU/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv3VGMAceI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Z5vKz-RPdzU/s400/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263572531322843618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is probably the best picture of Hailey and Makayla together, as soon as I shot it I got it printed out and put it in a frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey is defiantly a two year old.  She has to do everything on her own and on her terms. Like this morning when she woke up and was calling for me to come in and get her.  Justin went in, got her out of her crib and put her on the ground.  A few seconds later I hear her calling for me crying and went in to see what was wrong.  She had climbed back into her crib because she "wanted Mommy to come get me out!"  I think I count to 3 about two hundred times a day.  "Hailey you have 3 seconds to get in your car seat by yourself or Mommy will do it for you."  "Hailey you have 3 seconds to pick out a book or Mommy will do it for you"  She is a very good staler.  I must say that I have learned a lot of patients since becoming the Mom of a two year old.  My Mom and I are always saying that 2 year olds should not be allowed out in public!  Other then that though, her vocab is picking up and she says some really funny things sometimes.  She loves Makayla, loves to hold her and sing to her and give her big sticky kisses all over her head and face.  Makayla is starting to fatten up and actually fit into her 0-3 month old clothing.  She is unfortunately not yet sleeping threw the night.  She has great head control and like I said is starting to smile and coo.  I can't believe she is already 2 months old!  Where does the time go?  Anyway I hope you enjoyed my update and I will try to keep up on it a little better!&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/8385889500199972742-5630036860599080383?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5630036860599080383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5630036860599080383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5630036860599080383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5630036860599080383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/huge-update-and-lots-of-pictures.html' title='Huge Update and lots of pictures!'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SQv8pEFcqTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZBr41VUgtUI/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5176451668016748150</id><published>2008-09-13T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:47:57.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Makayla Pelton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makayla Anna Pelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9wNtg1CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FNU53IGqe04/s1600-h/makayla+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9wNtg1CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FNU53IGqe04/s400/makayla+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635564503356450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Makayla the first day we got home from the hospital.  She came very fast, I went in at around 6:30 Friday night (the 5th) and had her at 12:53.  My epideral didn't take and it was pretty horrible.  I don't know why anyone would choose to go that way, I hated it!  She was 7 lbs 2 oz and 19 3/4 long.  On her way out she breathed in some liquid and was put in the NICU for the next two and a half days.  It was really hard not to be able to hold her for the first 2 days of her life.  Sunday night my Dad and my Uncle Cliff came and gave her a blessing and within a half an hour she was taken off of her oxygen.  The nurses were amazed that she made such a sudden turn around because since she had been in the NICU she had made no progress.  I feel so blessed that I have the gospel in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9wsVbkDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/a6R0yOQu0yg/s1600-h/makayla+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9wsVbkDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/a6R0yOQu0yg/s400/makayla+067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635572723847218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Hailey holding Makayla.  She loves her a little too much sometimes and tends to get extremly excited and poke her eyes and fall on her and force the binkie in her mouth to "make her happy Mama".  The other day she was feeding her baby doll the was Mama feeds Makayla.  We had a good laugh over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9w5UuqCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KGFqVsqmL0s/s1600-h/makayla+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9w5UuqCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KGFqVsqmL0s/s400/makayla+063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635576210565154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture of Makayla.  She is so beautiful and is a good little baby.  We are excited to have her a part of our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-5176451668016748150?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5176451668016748150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5176451668016748150' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5176451668016748150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5176451668016748150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/makayla-pelton.html' title='Makayla Pelton'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SMw9wNtg1CI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FNU53IGqe04/s72-c/makayla+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5170545883736299258</id><published>2008-05-12T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:46:49.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers day, Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So along with one of the best days of the year, Mothers day of course, it was also my wonderful husbands 28th birthday!  We went over to Mom and Dad's and had this delicious oreo ice cream cake from Baskin Robins.  It served two purposes but accomplished one yummy thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKF5kxznI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nzlPkceF9r8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKF5kxznI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nzlPkceF9r8/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199698341246652018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Justin blowing out the candles with much help from Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKGJkxzoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t4sQ7w2iXT8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKGJkxzoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t4sQ7w2iXT8/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199698345541619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my offical 22 week prego picture, I look huge, don't I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKGpkxzpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/opQrzlB4-Zc/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKGpkxzpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/opQrzlB4-Zc/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199698354131553938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is three generations of beautiful women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKG5kxzqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cen33bXtOEU/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKG5kxzqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cen33bXtOEU/s400/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199698358426521250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is just a cute picture of Daddy and Hailey relaxing the day before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKHZkxzrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EfRBmw_f_Ko/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKHZkxzrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EfRBmw_f_Ko/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199698367016455858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just want to say how much I love my Mom and what a wonderful example she has been to me in my life, without her guidance and support I don't know where I would be!  I hope that one day I can grow to be as good a Mom to my children as she has she has been to me and my siblings.  My Mother sacrificed so much of her life to her children and to me that is so admirable.  Becoming a Mom myself makes me appreciate her that much more, so thank you Mom for all your love, patience, understanding, sense of humor and undying faith, I love you so much, you are the greatest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, one more announcement, we are going to blessed with another baby girl!!  We are super excited and can't wait to welcome her into our family!  She is the perfect size, and they said everything looks exactly perfect!  Here's to a long hot summer that will all be worth it in September!&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/8385889500199972742-5170545883736299258?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5170545883736299258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5170545883736299258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5170545883736299258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5170545883736299258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Mothers day, Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SCkKF5kxznI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nzlPkceF9r8/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-3381666222918066464</id><published>2008-04-21T10:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:19:47.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First thing I want, last thing I need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can anyone guess my guilty pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed a whole pan of triple chunk brownies you guessed right!  After a long week of no sleep because of new a prescription, Saturday came and all I wanted was some comfort food.  Unfortunately for me, my comfort food is not carrots and cabbage but chocolate and ice cream.  Here are some cute pictures of Hailey cleaning up the beaters for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAzIJrYaF0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9n-zttouydk/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAzIJrYaF0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9n-zttouydk/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191744539040814914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAzIKbYaF1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/OkRCzef7Hsg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAzIKbYaF1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/OkRCzef7Hsg/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191744551925716818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday now I am feeling the baby kick and move more and more.  It is such an exciting time to feel that connection.  Some days I wake up and feel like I have added two inches to my waistline,  more and more I can feel the stretching pains in my sides and behind my belly button.  The good news is that next Tuesday marks my half-way point, and I have to say that even though I still get sick a lot this pregnancy so far has gone by fairly quickly, lets hope the second half, which is the harder half, will go by quickly too!  So have a good week everyone, and have some guilty pleasure too, for me!!&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/8385889500199972742-3381666222918066464?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3381666222918066464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=3381666222918066464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3381666222918066464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3381666222918066464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-thing-i-want-last-thing-i-need.html' title='First thing I want, last thing I need'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAzIJrYaF0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/9n-zttouydk/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8983963916562950882</id><published>2008-04-11T21:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:20:26.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's little helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately Hailey has been really into helping us around the house.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to stir things, pour things and she seems to really even love&lt;br /&gt;cleaning things, which hey is fine with me!&lt;br /&gt;Justin is cutting up some polish dogs to make some&lt;br /&gt;jumbolyia (sp?) and Hailey is right there with her little helping hands!&lt;br /&gt;She truly gets so excited and feels so important to be helping us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv2lISEQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ne1BFOnpO6w/s1600-h/DSCI0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv2lISEQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ne1BFOnpO6w/s400/DSCI0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188199385457103106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is stirring them, don't worry the stove was not even&lt;br /&gt;hot yet and we were both standing right there to make sure&lt;br /&gt;nothing dissaterus happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv21ISERI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gUu1uwiBA0k/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv21ISERI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gUu1uwiBA0k/s400/DSCI0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188199389752070418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pouring some oil with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv3FISESI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ve18fuqF2WA/s1600-h/DSCI0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv3FISESI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ve18fuqF2WA/s400/DSCI0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188199394047037730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bulls-eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today I decided to go out on a nice walk, and take Hailey down to the park that is about half a mile from our house.  I put her in her stroller, opened my front door and went outside.  As I turned around to shut my door, out of the corner of my eye I saw her stroller starting to roll down the three cement steps I try to grab it but it was too late.  Her stroller went face first with poor little Hailey right onto the cement sidewalk.  It is the worst feeling in the world to see your child get hurt, and when you know that it is from your own stupidity that makes it about ten times worse! She actually only cried for about a minute and got right back in and off to the park we went. She played just fine and had a lot of fun, but as the day went on I noticed that her forehead was getting more and more purple.  The picture does not do it justice!  It is a nice little goose egg.  I still feel so bad, but it is always amazing to me how resilant little kids can really be.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv3lISETI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZRC8pV6zasI/s1600-h/DSCI0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv3lISETI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZRC8pV6zasI/s400/DSCI0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188199402636972338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctors appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tuesday of this week I went to my 4 month appointment.  I am about 18 weeks along now and finally starting to show and feel the baby move some.  My Doc did just a short ultra-sound since they have one in their office and it wasn't being used.  She said that the baby looks very big and healthy.  She couldn't see if it was a girl or a boy, but we will have our "real" ultra sound at the beginning of May when the measure it and do all those fun test.  It is always so nice to actually see the baby on an ultra sound, I feel like being sick all the time is really worth it!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8385889500199972742-8983963916562950882?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8983963916562950882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8983963916562950882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8983963916562950882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8983963916562950882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/daddys-little-helper.html' title='Daddy&apos;s little helper'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/SAAv2lISEQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Ne1BFOnpO6w/s72-c/DSCI0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-3660334536771261941</id><published>2008-03-24T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:50:11.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwQzeapJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ou0EU-prAYo/s1600-h/DSCI0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this first picture of Hailey is her new hair-do.  It  is&lt;br /&gt;finally long enough to put back in little pig-tails and I think&lt;br /&gt;she looks so cute, when she gives me 45 seconds to do it!&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard working on a moving, screaming object!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwQzeapJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ou0EU-prAYo/s1600-h/DSCI0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwQzeapJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ou0EU-prAYo/s400/DSCI0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514805287756946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really fun Easter weekend.  This is one of the first holidays&lt;br /&gt;that Hailey got really excited about and that made it a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;We colored eggs on Friday night and she had a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;dropping the eggs in the cups and then putting stickers on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwRTeapKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EMoztmeG0UE/s1600-h/DSCI0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwRTeapKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EMoztmeG0UE/s400/DSCI0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514813877691554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual Easter egg hunt was by far the most exciting part.  When&lt;br /&gt;she saw eggs all over the room her face lit up.  Every time she found&lt;br /&gt;another egg she would say "EGG!!"  pick up one egg at a time and&lt;br /&gt;put them in her basket and say "two", every egg was two,&lt;br /&gt;apparently that is the only number she's picked up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwRzeapLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BeZZFct7wrg/s1600-h/DSCI0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwRzeapLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BeZZFct7wrg/s400/DSCI0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514822467626162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of her finding another egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwSDeapMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rr8itu7M1WE/s1600-h/DSCI0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwSDeapMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rr8itu7M1WE/s400/DSCI0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514826762593474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, my camera was not being very nice to me and those&lt;br /&gt;were the only decent pictures I got.  Justin got the whole weekend off,&lt;br /&gt;which is a first in a long time, he has been working about 60 hours&lt;br /&gt;a week!  It was really nice to be together as a family this whole weekend!&lt;br /&gt;So Easter was really fun for us and Hailey has had a blast eating hard boiled&lt;br /&gt;eggs in some form for every meal since! Grandma and Grandpa Jones&lt;br /&gt;got her such a cute little dress, I am going to have to get a new picture of her wearing&lt;br /&gt;it and get it posted, the ones I got did not turn out well.  Anyway fun fun&lt;br /&gt;weekend, how was yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-3660334536771261941?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3660334536771261941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=3660334536771261941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3660334536771261941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/3660334536771261941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter weekend'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R-hwQzeapJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ou0EU-prAYo/s72-c/DSCI0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-6427306385238945461</id><published>2008-02-22T23:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:48:48.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Offical Due-Date</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went and got my first ultra sound.  We weren't sure how far along we were so the Doctors and I talked about it and guessed I was about 8 weeks, 5 days.  To be sure they decided to do an ultra sound, I am officially 10 weeks and 3 days which puts my due due date at September 16, 2008.  I got a whole week and a half farther along in one day, I wish the rest of my pregnancy could go that fast!  It was so neat to see the baby, it just makes everything so real!  It is amazing how human he/she already is, you could see he/she moving, kicking her legs, you could see her profile, nose and everything,  you could also see her heart beat, which was 169 beats a minute, so if the wise tales are true, it may be a girl??  Everything looked really good though and we are really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hailey Pelton:  Nudist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hailey seems to be already well into her terrible twos, how lucky am I?  She can be very demanding and often times throw temper tantrums wherever she feels like it.  Lately she refuses to wear her clothes, it can take me a good 1/2 hour to get her dressed to go somewhere, when it should take no more then 2 minutes.  If I come near her with a shirt or any article of clothing she runs, scream, kicks, throw a fist or two, takes off what I put on her, cries, anything to not wear her clothes.  As soon as she gets up in the morning she demands to have her pjs off immediately.  Most of the time when we are home I let her have her way, I know push over right?  So my question is do you have any suggestions on how to make her want to wear her clothes?  Is this an impossible question?&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of Hailey, the first she is playing with our Guitar hero guitar, being the little nudist that she is.  The second one she was listening to some music with Daddy's head phones and dancing, in clothes I know, I thought the picture was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R7_AIVNOTYI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q0R-ayT4Jzc/s1600-h/DSCI0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R7_AIVNOTYI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q0R-ayT4Jzc/s400/DSCI0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170062146608713090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R7_AI1NOTZI/AAAAAAAAADs/GhNqjDxc5ZY/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R7_AI1NOTZI/AAAAAAAAADs/GhNqjDxc5ZY/s400/DSCI0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170062155198647698" 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/8385889500199972742-6427306385238945461?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6427306385238945461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=6427306385238945461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6427306385238945461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/6427306385238945461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/offical-due-date.html' title='Offical Due-Date'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R7_AIVNOTYI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q0R-ayT4Jzc/s72-c/DSCI0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-7706058448018779496</id><published>2008-02-21T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T12:02:58.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>My sister "tagged" me like 2 weeks ago, and I am just getting around to it, so here we go, everything you probably didn't really care to know about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning?  Justin got up at 4:30 to go down to Wyoming for a job but I went back to sleep until 7:34&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you usually have for breakfast? cold cereal, I make pancakes or french toast or waffles for us 2-3 times a week though&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite CD at the moment? right now I am listening to Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;4. What kind of car do you drive? Cheve Blazer&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite sandwich? Turkey with avocado and onions and tomato and lettuce and pretty much the works, no mustard, I hate yellow mustard. &lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite item of clothing? That would have to be my work-out pants, they are pretty much like pjs.&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could go anywhere in the world for a vacation, where would you go? I would go to Bora-Bora or somewhere else that is tropical. &lt;br /&gt;8. What color is your bathroom? grey&lt;br /&gt;9. Where would you retire? Hawaii sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;10. Most memorable birthday? Last year Justin really went all out for my Birthday, he set up a "treasure hunt" around the house which was really sweet&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite sport to watch? Football &lt;br /&gt;12. Are you a morning person or a night person? can you be neither?  I really have a hard time staying up past like 11:00 and I hate getting up to early, maybe I am both, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your shoe size? 10-11&lt;br /&gt;14. Pets? Yes, one dog, one cat and some fish&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you want to be when you were little? a teacher or a vet.&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you today? mom&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite candy? they are all good, snickers is good, twix are good.&lt;br /&gt;18. Your favorite flower? I love an arranged bouquets , Justin got me the prettiest bouquet once with all kinds of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;19. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? I love the 4th of July, September 20 is another good day...&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you listening to right now? The news&lt;br /&gt;21. What is the last thing you ate? Do I have to admit this? a brownie,I know its only 11:30 am&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you wish on stars? I use to I haven't in a while.&lt;br /&gt;23. What faith are you? I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints&lt;br /&gt;24. Who was the last person you spoke with on the phone? My mother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;25. Hair Color? blonde&lt;br /&gt;26. Name of your favorite school teacher? My 8th grade history teacher was great, Mrs. Byorth, she made me really love history.&lt;br /&gt;27. Chocolate or vanilla? If your talking ice cream, vanilla&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time you cried? yesterday&lt;br /&gt;29. What is under your bed? I just looked and I found a cup, Hailey's missing shoe, a t-shirt and it looks like I need to vacuum under there.&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do last night? Feed Hailey and myself dinner, put her to bed at 8:30 watched TV, did some laundry, Justin had to work late, it was a pretty boring night.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite smell? newborn babies, rain, anything baking, fresh cut grass&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you afraid of? I am afraid of getting into an accident and lossing a limb, or the ability to walk or something, that scares me.  I am also afraid since Justin travels about a million miles a week that he too will get in a horrible accident.  You hear those stories and read about them everyday and I hope that it doesn't happen to us.&lt;br /&gt;33. How many towns have you lived in? 3, Billings, Great Falls, and Provo UT&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you make friends easily? Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-7706058448018779496?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7706058448018779496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=7706058448018779496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7706058448018779496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7706058448018779496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-788950188452212512</id><published>2008-01-24T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:58:35.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diagnoses: Broken Ear Drum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After running a 103.5 temp. for 4 days we took Hailey into&lt;br /&gt;a family Doctor.  The Doctor came in, sat down and said,&lt;br /&gt;"oh, she has a ruptured eardrum".  I looked down and realized&lt;br /&gt;that all over Hailey's hair, ear, neck and check was yucky&lt;br /&gt;goop.  She had woken up that morning at about 4:20 and&lt;br /&gt;scream and cried until about 6:45.  Now it all made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is  right before we took her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j31-jf0LI/AAAAAAAAADM/g4kVUYDY_8I/s1600-h/DSCI0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j31-jf0LI/AAAAAAAAADM/g4kVUYDY_8I/s400/DSCI0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159145879849914546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is just the next day still running a&lt;br /&gt;slight fever but obviously feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;She was rubbing her doll's back and saying&lt;br /&gt;shh shh to her, it was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j36ujf0MI/AAAAAAAAADU/oZDKcBH7K28/s1600-h/DSCI0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j36ujf0MI/AAAAAAAAADU/oZDKcBH7K28/s400/DSCI0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159145961454293186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j39-jf0NI/AAAAAAAAADc/5rQr1bLiO64/s1600-h/DSCI0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j39-jf0NI/AAAAAAAAADc/5rQr1bLiO64/s400/DSCI0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159146017288868050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the fever so far is gone and she seems pretty much back to&lt;br /&gt;normal, playing with her toys and being chatty again.&lt;br /&gt;She still has a lot of goop coming out of it but she doing&lt;br /&gt;pretty well, hopefully tomorrow we can get out of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-788950188452212512?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/788950188452212512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=788950188452212512' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/788950188452212512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/788950188452212512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/diagnoses-broken-ear-drum.html' title='Diagnoses: Broken Ear Drum'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5j31-jf0LI/AAAAAAAAADM/g4kVUYDY_8I/s72-c/DSCI0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-7866812907480202497</id><published>2008-01-21T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:09:52.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5VoRiWoxsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ndU2YbBubQ8/s1600-h/DSCI0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5VoRiWoxsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ndU2YbBubQ8/s400/DSCI0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143598711588546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hailey is still really sick.  She actually had a big turn around&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, and Wednesday but when Friday hit she started running&lt;br /&gt;a big fever.  Saturday night at 10:00 I finally decided to take her into the&lt;br /&gt;walk-in clinic, because she had been pointing and pulling at her ear all day,&lt;br /&gt;I figured she must have had an ear infection, but the Doctor said no.&lt;br /&gt;Her fever was 103.5 and it has been consitantly so since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5VoSCWoxtI/AAAAAAAAADE/PSAtjThfvWU/s1600-h/DSCI0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5VoSCWoxtI/AAAAAAAAADE/PSAtjThfvWU/s400/DSCI0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158143607301523154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today Grandma J. brought Hailey over a very cute balloon that&lt;br /&gt;says "Get Well Soon" and some fudgicles.     The fudge bar is one&lt;br /&gt;of the few things I have been able to get her to eat in the last 3&lt;br /&gt;days.  She had been holding the balloon&lt;br /&gt;all day and actually smiled a few times when the cat went after it, thank you&lt;br /&gt;Grandma! Hailey has been truly miserable&lt;br /&gt;this last weekend, the Dr. said it is just a nasty virus that is going around and she&lt;br /&gt;should be better in 3-5 days.  She really has no symptoms, a little bit of a runny&lt;br /&gt;nose, she was throwing up a week ago, but not this last weekend.  If she&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have some kind of turn around tomorrow I think we will&lt;br /&gt;take her into our family Doctor.  I just wish I could do more for her,&lt;br /&gt;it really rips my heart out to see her like this!&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/8385889500199972742-7866812907480202497?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7866812907480202497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=7866812907480202497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7866812907480202497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/7866812907480202497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-sick.html' title='Still Sick'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R5VoRiWoxsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ndU2YbBubQ8/s72-c/DSCI0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-4386857867297233228</id><published>2008-01-14T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:43:13.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Babies are no fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4v-OCWoxqI/AAAAAAAAACs/kugNDrGmcRM/s1600-h/DSCI0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4v-OCWoxqI/AAAAAAAAACs/kugNDrGmcRM/s400/DSCI0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155493715559106210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey has not been acting like herself for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;she has really not eaten any thing for four days now, all&lt;br /&gt;she will drinks is milk.  Here she is this morning after her bath,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't she look miserable??  she has been walking&lt;br /&gt;our house all weekend mindlessly whinning and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4v-PCWoxrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TCh5EAeJ-mg/s1600-h/DSCI0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4v-PCWoxrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TCh5EAeJ-mg/s400/DSCI0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155493732738975410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really don't know exactly whats wrong with her, she has a runny&lt;br /&gt;nose and a croupy cough.  Than last night we put her to bed at 8:30&lt;br /&gt;and she woke up about once an hour.  At 11:30 she got into&lt;br /&gt;bed with us and after 2 seconds of being there, she threw up&lt;br /&gt;the most sour chunky milk all over herself, me and our bed,&lt;br /&gt;it was so gross, I almost threw up on her in return!  I feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;for her, and I really don't know how to help her, especially since she doesn't&lt;br /&gt;have enough vocab yet to tell me, trust me, sick babies are no fun!  Any&lt;br /&gt;suggestions on how to make a little girl feel better, who won't eat and&lt;br /&gt;won't drink anything besides milk??&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/8385889500199972742-4386857867297233228?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4386857867297233228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=4386857867297233228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/4386857867297233228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/4386857867297233228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/sick-babies-are-no-fun.html' title='Sick Babies are no fun'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4v-OCWoxqI/AAAAAAAAACs/kugNDrGmcRM/s72-c/DSCI0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8212206524433223703</id><published>2008-01-07T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:36:34.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Christmas Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So  I've decided that I am not a very good blogger,  Christmas&lt;br /&gt;pictures two weeks after Christmas?  Oh well better&lt;br /&gt;late then never though-right, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4LtuCWoxoI/AAAAAAAAACc/7GiQqB5eq-g/s1600-h/DSCI0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4LtuCWoxoI/AAAAAAAAACc/7GiQqB5eq-g/s400/DSCI0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152942298826851970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Justin opening his most favorite gift of the year&lt;br /&gt;of course it's from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4LtuiWoxpI/AAAAAAAAACk/ktn6GZhpVP8/s1600-h/DSCI0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4LtuiWoxpI/AAAAAAAAACk/ktn6GZhpVP8/s400/DSCI0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152942307416786578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hailey with Grandma H, (Justin's Mom)&lt;br /&gt;they sure did have a lot of fun together while she was here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0CWoxjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ww8EcjqMBgM/s1600-h/DSCI0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0CWoxjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ww8EcjqMBgM/s400/DSCI0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939103371183666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               This is a picture of our Christmas tree right after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santa Claus came to visit us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0iWoxkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RRbJGgBbeZk/s1600-h/DSCI0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0iWoxkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RRbJGgBbeZk/s400/DSCI0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939111961118274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hailey opening her "Emma" doll that she got&lt;br /&gt;from Grandma and Grandpa J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0yWoxlI/AAAAAAAAACE/0jR4yeBpPn8/s1600-h/DSCI0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq0yWoxlI/AAAAAAAAACE/0jR4yeBpPn8/s400/DSCI0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939116256085586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is getting a real real close look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq1yWoxnI/AAAAAAAAACU/2B7kpWXRV2I/s1600-h/DSCI0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4Lq1yWoxnI/AAAAAAAAACU/2B7kpWXRV2I/s400/DSCI0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939133435954802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hailey taking a very important call, probably from Aunt Shelly&lt;br /&gt;and Uncle Ken (who she got the phone from) thanks she loves it!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime she picks it up she screams LO!!?? and then starts to laugh as&lt;br /&gt;if in a real conversations.  It is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone's Christmas was as good as ours was!! I hope&lt;br /&gt;that your New Year is even better!&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/8385889500199972742-8212206524433223703?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8212206524433223703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8212206524433223703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8212206524433223703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8212206524433223703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/belated-christmas-blog.html' title='Belated Christmas Blog!'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R4LtuCWoxoI/AAAAAAAAACc/7GiQqB5eq-g/s72-c/DSCI0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-5743689370076974625</id><published>2007-12-11T13:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:30:37.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of new pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1717_BTFmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hEe9dZUxFSI/s1600-h/DSCI0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1717_BTFmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hEe9dZUxFSI/s400/DSCI0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818235381651042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I was doing laundry, Hailey decided to take some of it,&lt;br /&gt;put it in our bottom draw and get in after it, but then when she tried&lt;br /&gt;to get out, she got stuck!  I had to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1718vBTFnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dlbBAgC-1ls/s1600-h/DSCI0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1718vBTFnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dlbBAgC-1ls/s400/DSCI0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818248266552946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocha came over to see why she was crying, and that&lt;br /&gt;cheered her up, so I told her&lt;br /&gt;to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1719_BTFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/FF9GJdPZLSo/s1600-h/DSCI0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1719_BTFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/FF9GJdPZLSo/s400/DSCI0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818269741389442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she starting to wedge herself up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R171-vBTFpI/AAAAAAAAABM/CA_G6C8hqzM/s1600-h/DSCI0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R171-vBTFpI/AAAAAAAAABM/CA_G6C8hqzM/s400/DSCI0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818282626291346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and wedged herself up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R171_PBTFqI/AAAAAAAAABU/0LcypE_qK48/s1600-h/DSCI0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R171_PBTFqI/AAAAAAAAABU/0LcypE_qK48/s400/DSCI0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818291216225954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally got up!  She was real proud of herself&lt;br /&gt;but then sat right back down and got stuck all&lt;br /&gt;over again.  The cute little dress was something that&lt;br /&gt;her Grandma sent her in the mail, once I put it on her, she&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't let me take it off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R17yJfBTFlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tycxXHSV__I/s1600-h/DSCI0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R17yJfBTFlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tycxXHSV__I/s400/DSCI0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142814069263373906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Sometimes Hailey can be a picky eater, but I can&lt;br /&gt;always count on cereal to get something in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So we are getting excited for Christmas,  its coming so fast,&lt;br /&gt;this will be our first Christmas at our own house.  We&lt;br /&gt;are having Justin's Mom and sister in town and are excited to see them.  Saturday&lt;br /&gt;night we went and got our Christmas tree here are some pics of Hailey "helping"&lt;br /&gt;put up some of the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1790vBTFsI/AAAAAAAAABk/vFMgy_l9B6s/s1600-h/DSCI0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1790vBTFsI/AAAAAAAAABk/vFMgy_l9B6s/s400/DSCI0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142826906920621762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our semi-finished Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R179z_BTFrI/AAAAAAAAABc/BpfjGAx3t3k/s1600-h/DSCI0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R179z_BTFrI/AAAAAAAAABc/BpfjGAx3t3k/s400/DSCI0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142826894035719858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hailey helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R17_7_BTFtI/AAAAAAAAABs/o3lchSuj-3c/s1600-h/DSCI0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R17_7_BTFtI/AAAAAAAAABs/o3lchSuj-3c/s400/DSCI0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142829230497928914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a final cute picture of Hailey holding our not-so-little-anymore&lt;br /&gt;kitten Zoe.  Hailey just loves her, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I don't think the&lt;br /&gt;feeling is very mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you liked my first real atempt at this blogging thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-5743689370076974625?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5743689370076974625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=5743689370076974625' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5743689370076974625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/5743689370076974625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/eating-cereal.html' title='Lots of new pictures!!'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sWLv2vWXWAc/R1717_BTFmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hEe9dZUxFSI/s72-c/DSCI0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385889500199972742.post-8894523278614635246</id><published>2007-11-16T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:03:24.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Leaves'/><title type='text'>Fall Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; So I think that I am the last person in the world to blog, but I figure better late then never-right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey is now 17 months old, can you believe it?  Here she is playing in the leaves the other day while I try to rake them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8385889500199972742-8894523278614635246?l=peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8894523278614635246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8385889500199972742&amp;postID=8894523278614635246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8894523278614635246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8385889500199972742/posts/default/8894523278614635246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peltonfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-leaves.html' title='Fall Leaves'/><author><name>Peltonfamilyblog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15840502786002818146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
