<?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-4588065151128758988</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:18:51.616-07:00</updated><category term='Summer pictures'/><category term='Octoberfest'/><category term='Liam and Isaiah &quot;best cousins&quot;'/><category term='more camping'/><category term='May 2008 camping and riding horses'/><title type='text'>THE GRIDER FAMILY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1275289573896649098</id><published>2010-01-21T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:41:21.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you to the Moon</title><content type='html'>Liam I am so proud to be your Mom. You are the best thing that has ever &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCPgW4GI/AAAAAAAAASw/-1fElrg6ggM/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429385157944991842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCPgW4GI/AAAAAAAAASw/-1fElrg6ggM/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happened to me and I know for you&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;r Dad &lt;/span&gt;aswell. You are a piece to my heart, I had no idea was missing. Everyday you make me smile x 100 and melt my heart even more. You are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; gift. And I could not be&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt; more gr&lt;/span&gt;ateful to be your MOMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCvlPIwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yBEBVHsXl3w/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC05360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429385166555390722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCvlPIwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yBEBVHsXl3w/s200/Copy+of+DSC05360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCvlPIwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yBEBVHsXl3w/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC05360.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just turned 4 and have been focusing on turning 5 and 6 ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCzgwdOI/AAAAAAAAATA/GIIl7Ct4uLA/s1600-h/Oct2009+522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429385167610344674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCzgwdOI/AAAAAAAAATA/GIIl7Ct4uLA/s200/Oct2009+522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love to be funny, tend to be shy, can be very serious at times. Oh and can throw a temper tantrum with the best of them. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are full of&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt; knowledge&lt;/span&gt; and eager to learn about eVerything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love to teach even if you do or do NOT have a clue what you are talking about.=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have fallen in love with your Dad, like I have never seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to dress, eat, talk, and act like Daddy...at all times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&gt; &lt;div&lt;&gt;&gt;You say "Mommy" and "Daddy" atleast a million times a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You learned to ride a bike just before 3 1/2 and want to ride it no matter if it's hot, cold, snowing, blizzard, rain, sleet, ice, earthquake, but you draw the line at strong wind or the mention of tornado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monster Trucks, never had a fan like you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your obsessed over 18 wheelers, motorcycles, cars or anything with tires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have dozens of cars and trucks parked around the house and you will go off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;r best&lt;/span&gt; bud'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;s are&lt;/span&gt; Isaiah(cousin)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt; and P&lt;/span&gt;arris (my BFF's kid) Jackson (Parris' cousin) you want them to experience everything you do. So sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love to ask are were there yet? please stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think we will get lost without a GPS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animals are your weakness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the little boy, in overalls, with a frog in his pocket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are very particular about the clothes you wear and must dress yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love mud and water puddles making them is a must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see things in black and white...it is either right or it is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;You use words like reciptical, ingredients and excavator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You love to read books before bed, only if Mommy reads them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sricktly take showers instead of baths, as of a few months ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would never spend the night with anyone, but your Mom and Dad, if you had your choice but...you will stay with Noni and Bob(my mom and dad if needed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes are a must you or anyone without clothes is a huge problem for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You ar&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;e a &lt;/span&gt;strong willed little boy with a tuff exterior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I love you more than life =) Thank you, for being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mommy XOXOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you to the Moon" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1275289573896649098?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1275289573896649098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1275289573896649098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1275289573896649098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1275289573896649098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-to-moon.html' title='I love you to the Moon'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1kNCPgW4GI/AAAAAAAAASw/-1fElrg6ggM/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8549358455076012407</id><published>2010-01-21T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:41:57.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up all night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few nights ago after working all day/night, arriving home at 12am. to find Liam wide awake, on the couch, watching t.v., more than excited to see me, he says... "Mommy, I didn't not know you would be home so early?" (Liam is always asleep, when I get home, on work nights.)=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night 2 arriving home from work around 10pm., Liam wide awake again bouncing off the walls this time, I was pretty ticked the babysitter aka "Daddy" had let this go on, but I took over and got Liam ready for bed, as I am tucking him in his bed Liam says "Mommy, I could just eat your whole head, you make me feel soooo loVey. I missed you so much and then coverd me in XOXOXOXOXO's, as I melted. I love little boys, they can be so sweet and weird at the same time. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8549358455076012407?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8549358455076012407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8549358455076012407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8549358455076012407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8549358455076012407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2010/01/up-all-night.html' title='Up all night'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8320233781356237053</id><published>2009-11-21T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:29:01.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam and Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytH4TJynI/AAAAAAAAATY/sCy-HVlmTC4/s1600-h/sept.oct+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytH4TJynI/AAAAAAAAATY/sCy-HVlmTC4/s200/sept.oct+186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430405601585384050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytHeoqIBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/omFH3ANzcuI/s1600-h/Oct2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytHeoqIBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/omFH3ANzcuI/s200/Oct2009+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430405594696261650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytG6iRRfI/AAAAAAAAATI/z_22DJvBYw0/s1600-h/aug08+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytG6iRRfI/AAAAAAAAATI/z_22DJvBYw0/s200/aug08+179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430405585005790706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam and his friend Jackson. We love to have play dates with Jack. =) These two guys love to get together and pLaY. Watching them interact together is too funny.=) They try to be so grown up about things. Showing each other their toys and how they work, telling each other what to say or nOt say, arguing over toys they care nothing about until the other guy has their hands on it, riding bikes is a must, power wheels, play grounds are always a hit, farm toys, trucks, animals, toy guns/swords, fishing they lOve to fish and play with the bait =), McDonald's before the "swine flu", bowling for the first time...they loved it. Two Peas in a Pod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8320233781356237053?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8320233781356237053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8320233781356237053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8320233781356237053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8320233781356237053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/11/liam-and-jackson.html' title='Liam and Jackson'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/S1ytH4TJynI/AAAAAAAAATY/sCy-HVlmTC4/s72-c/sept.oct+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1725285022619171404</id><published>2009-09-25T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:21:02.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the loop</title><content type='html'>I have been out of the loop all summer...=( For more reson than one I have not had the chance to blog in MONTHS! Soooo many things have happend, where do I dare begin?? Plenty times I have thought to myself oh...I will have to blog about this or that, but now that I am here loooking into the computer screen my mind is drawing a blank  : }...mmmmmmm....well Luke was laid off May 1st from the Base...we put our house up for rent and moved in with my in-laws as of September 1st...oh joy. Let's just say it has been hell. Just plain awfull...but I am finally learning to deal with the hand I was delt and just do what I have to do as a parent and find a                      j-o-b...asap...with much struggle even finding a job interview ANYWHERE(you name it, I applied there) I had to settle for serving tables at a resturant/sports bar...oh joy. Any of those out there that know me would know this is one occupation I should never try... Not that I do anything bad just that...I am VeRy forgetful and clumpsy, to say the least.=(  but A girl has to do what a girl has to do, right? Therefore, a "Dad" has to do what a "Dad" has to do , right?? Be a stay-at-home-Dad. This has turned out to work way better than I had thought it would. Normally Liam doesn't like to leave my side but with his Daddy keeping him while I am working has changed his tune...Liam says "peace out Mommy...don't be long."XOXO...The 2 of them have had a blast riding 4wheelers, riding bikes,catching frogs, buying new toys, grilling out and play, play, play, they just go, go, go. Honestly, I thought Luke would be over it, by now, but he likes it way more than I ever imagined. This works out great for me, because I don't have that guilty feeling of leaving Liam and I get to venture out and socialize with grown-ups. =)  And most important...bring home the BACON, baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1725285022619171404?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1725285022619171404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1725285022619171404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1725285022619171404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1725285022619171404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/09/out-of-loop.html' title='Out of the loop'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1653554254478682928</id><published>2009-05-04T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:54:11.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty-One (personalized gifts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WSzPB32I/AAAAAAAAARE/m5c6vX3f85U/s1600-h/april09+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004996076658530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WSzPB32I/AAAAAAAAARE/m5c6vX3f85U/s200/april09+353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTPfarVI/AAAAAAAAARM/H8mV-9bGSdk/s1600-h/april09+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005003661585746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTPfarVI/AAAAAAAAARM/H8mV-9bGSdk/s200/april09+352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTQRxmYI/AAAAAAAAARU/JLYZ9H9-0Zs/s1600-h/april09+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005003872803202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTQRxmYI/AAAAAAAAARU/JLYZ9H9-0Zs/s200/april09+354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTQRxmYI/AAAAAAAAARU/JLYZ9H9-0Zs/s1600-h/april09+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005008549598754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WThsz1iI/AAAAAAAAARc/bf4KLGwUCZ8/s200/april09+337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WSzPB32I/AAAAAAAAARE/m5c6vX3f85U/s1600-h/april09+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTzZD_MI/AAAAAAAAARk/APLwfthIcUw/s1600-h/april09+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005013298609346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WTzZD_MI/AAAAAAAAARk/APLwfthIcUw/s200/april09+342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty-One (personalized gifts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was recently invited to a 31 party hosted by a friend of mine and I believe I was hooked from there out. Here are just a mere sample of items I am selling. You can also look at my website &lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/8522"&gt;www.mythirtyone.com/8522&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; the whole catalog and make orders online.(I would be happy to mail anyone a catalog) This is a great time to look, because they just came out with a kids line "31kid". ADORABLE!  Mom's check out the "thermal tote" I bought one(at my friends party) and it has been a life saver for Liam and I, we take are drinks and snacks everywhere now and keep them cold!! Plus we get compliments galore on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CAMO&lt;/span&gt; print and monogramming.  By the way  You can have a catalog party if the distance between us is to far(not you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leslee&lt;/span&gt;)... =) Doing so you earn  10% of your party's total, to put towards your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;purchase&lt;/span&gt; and earn items for half- off, plus other hostess gifts. So please tell your friends, family and co-workers. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1653554254478682928?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1653554254478682928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1653554254478682928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1653554254478682928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1653554254478682928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/05/thirty-one-personalized-gifts.html' title='Thirty-One (personalized gifts)'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sf8WSzPB32I/AAAAAAAAARE/m5c6vX3f85U/s72-c/april09+353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-2432055858114737215</id><published>2009-04-11T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:28:21.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SeF6P9VaPTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/olzDSbHOwvM/s1600-h/april09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323670649109626162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SeF6P9VaPTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/olzDSbHOwvM/s200/april09+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon Dynamite or Kanye West??? Neither??? Wow...these are special!! Thanks, mother-in-law...you shouldn't have. =) This is my more than awsome sister-in-law, Kattie Jo in the picture with me. We could not get enough of these sun glasses her Mom bought us, they are too funny. I did not leave the back yard with these on, Kattie Jo... I can not say the same, she wore them in public...not me I wouldn't wear them to the mail box...if you know what I mean...yikes!! Anyways it is the thought that counts...right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-2432055858114737215?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2432055858114737215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=2432055858114737215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/2432055858114737215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/2432055858114737215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-words.html' title='No words...'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SeF6P9VaPTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/olzDSbHOwvM/s72-c/april09+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-52868331537753094</id><published>2009-04-11T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:48:09.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower...HeLp???</title><content type='html'>I am throwing a baby shower for my bestfriend. This is my first time to throw any type of shower, so I am looking for any advice.?. Maybe, you had one of your own or a friend of yours had one??...Games to play other than...the one where all the guest try and measure out yarn/toilet paper, they think would fit around the prego's belly. I am over this one! =)   &lt;br /&gt; Leslee, I just know you are full of idea'S!! Spill them. BTW... I do want a diaper cake, any pointers?? It's a boy, if that helps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-52868331537753094?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/52868331537753094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=52868331537753094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/52868331537753094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/52868331537753094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-showerhelp.html' title='Baby Shower...HeLp???'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8408508150166915455</id><published>2009-04-03T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:37:59.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camel Jockey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYxmKxHYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/iZf9AW3SYgA/s1600-h/March09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320607987611540866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYxmKxHYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/iZf9AW3SYgA/s200/March09+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320608006674853282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYytL0LaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NFgmxYeUXkM/s200/March09+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaZRLPgA_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/eidNCSOh0bM/s1600-h/March09+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320608530139448306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaZRLPgA_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/eidNCSOh0bM/s200/March09+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYyRBeusI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hTL0GU7nInE/s1600-h/March09+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320607999115311810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYyRBeusI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hTL0GU7nInE/s200/March09+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYx6LNCoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8l8JheifM9o/s1600-h/March09+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320607992982080130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYx6LNCoI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8l8JheifM9o/s200/March09+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at the zoo with Liam and my nephew Isaiah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago we spent the weekend in Birmingham, AL visiting my Aunt Ruth (also my Grandmother "GG" was in town from PA) who was kind enough to treat us all to a day at the ZOO. So as you can see Liam and I rode a CAMEL, carousel, and train. The two boys were in absolute heaven. Liam talks about going back to see Aunt Ruth and her Zoo, on a  daily basis. Aunt Ruth &amp;amp; Uncle Will are number #1 in the boys book right now. Notice the animals...they were  almost to close for comfort, but they did well for my camera.   Thank you,  Aunt Ruth I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8408508150166915455?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8408508150166915455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8408508150166915455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8408508150166915455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8408508150166915455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/camel-jockey.html' title='Camel Jockey'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdaYxmKxHYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/iZf9AW3SYgA/s72-c/March09+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4767312079782865849</id><published>2009-04-02T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:21:11.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWODUPBSkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/uCdsfBTk6XA/s1600-h/March09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320314722430569026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWODUPBSkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/uCdsfBTk6XA/s200/March09+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam would not look at my camera so I told him to make his                   "eye balls big" and it seemed to work...I got a good shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4767312079782865849?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4767312079782865849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4767312079782865849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4767312079782865849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4767312079782865849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-blue.html' title='Baby Blue'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWODUPBSkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/uCdsfBTk6XA/s72-c/March09+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1024820155790771773</id><published>2009-04-02T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:16:30.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiled rotten, yikes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWLaTF5xHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fXJRA5rAmMY/s1600-h/Febmarch+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320311818725999730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWLaTF5xHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fXJRA5rAmMY/s200/Febmarch+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a mere smidge of the amount of toys we have these days. Any suggestions on how NOT to get talked into buying a 3yr old a toy EVERY time we go somewhere?? This is just getting out of hand,  it started out with toys $5 and under, but now Liam's request seem to be getting bigger and bigger. How do you teach a 3.3year old about money?? Liam has grandparents galore, who do buy him alot of things, but now he expects something out of me EVERY time and I don't want to be the bad guy. ( I know I am the parent, but geeze.) I love to being able to buy Liam things, but I just know this cannot be teaching him, anything good. Any advice????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1024820155790771773?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1024820155790771773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1024820155790771773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1024820155790771773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1024820155790771773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoiled-rotten-yikes.html' title='Spoiled rotten, yikes!!'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWLaTF5xHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fXJRA5rAmMY/s72-c/Febmarch+255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-2044963044481738574</id><published>2009-04-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:54:43.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWCuwmVmoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WqPTUdWnGDw/s1600-h/Febmarch+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320302274639403650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWCuwmVmoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WqPTUdWnGDw/s200/Febmarch+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Karen (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hooray) in the middle and our friend Stacy on the left at Karen and Joe's(her husband) house warming party. BTW She really racked up!!(I am just saying) I for one did not have one but..WOW! People were very generous considering the economy.=) It was a wonderful party and we all had a great time seeing all the hard work that had been put into the house before they moved in...which was incredible! Everything looked brand new again. A++++ Congrats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; family. We can not wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bobbiewayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-small town boy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...Karen gets so mad when I call him that...=O Don't you love friends???Karen's husband and my husband are also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we always have a blast when we get together. With kids or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;. =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Good times&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Good times&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/4588065151128758988-2044963044481738574?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2044963044481738574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=2044963044481738574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/2044963044481738574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/2044963044481738574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdWCuwmVmoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WqPTUdWnGDw/s72-c/Febmarch+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-11463627322868103</id><published>2009-04-02T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:54:21.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV6kACJsnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEiep4nYxuo/s1600-h/C%26Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320293293711012466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV6kACJsnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEiep4nYxuo/s200/C%26Z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are two guys, I could not live without... my brother A.K.A. "Uncle C" and his son, my nephew, Isaiah. "Two peas in a pod" I need to post some pictures, I recently came across of Isaiah before he was 2yrs old that are precious. =) This little boy stole my heart the day he was born, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to be my 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! That is just one more reason why I feel an extreme connection to Isaiah. My brother and I were close before, but him being a single Dad, has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; kept us that way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the picture that was taken of Isaiah's, after his school function &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;last week&lt;/span&gt;. A little father &amp;amp; son goofing off time, gotta love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-11463627322868103?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/11463627322868103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=11463627322868103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/11463627322868103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/11463627322868103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/brother.html' title='Brother'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV6kACJsnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEiep4nYxuo/s72-c/C%26Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8151306404121291771</id><published>2009-04-01T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:53:39.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5ovRu4nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rkUIbBCVdKI/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292275600679538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5ovRu4nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rkUIbBCVdKI/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5owB4enI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9xs9m6thxak/s1600-h/nov+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292275802634866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5owB4enI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9xs9m6thxak/s200/nov+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5oicIIfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fPohi5tHYlY/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292272154616306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5oicIIfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/fPohi5tHYlY/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5pFK_VEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1BRTubkt2UM/s1600-h/nov+396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292281477977154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5pFK_VEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1BRTubkt2UM/s200/nov+396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5oW7ryRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/87HgSAzNxW8/s1600-h/2008+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292269065750802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5oW7ryRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/87HgSAzNxW8/s200/2008+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has been going on lately, I do not know where to begin? Maybe I will just go with the first that pops in my head, this could be dangerous... so let's see. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW...Unless you are completely bored beyond your mind DO NOT READ this post or you will miss seconds off of your life you could have used doing something productive other than  reading this post... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHEM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our beloved dog Kane was put to sleep. =( This dog was like a family member  to us and we miss her very, very, much.  Kane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was our 12yr old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pit bull&lt;/span&gt;, the poor dog developed a terrible allergy causing her to scratch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;contently&lt;/span&gt; (causing her to bleed) She was absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt;. My mother-in-law had been keeping her at her house since, that is where Kane had lived for so long. Resulting in my M-I-L to take Kane to the vet to get "treated" little did we ALL know, she was not coming back home. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really would have like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bury&lt;/span&gt; her somewhere nearby. Not to sound crazy, I just LOVE DOGS. I cried like a little girl over this dog when I found out...so so sad. Luke bought her when she was a precious little puppy. I remember Luke going camping when she was a PUP and I got to keep her at my Mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dad's&lt;/span&gt; house, while he was away, Kane pooped on my pillow in the middle of the night ={ It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a low point in my life.  For fun I threw in a picture of her friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Terk&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Luda&lt;/span&gt;...look how they miss her =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess puppies and bed's do not mix? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shhheeew&lt;/span&gt;!! Anyways, she had been mans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; ever since. She was very motherly, she helped raise my chihuahua Kelsey Grace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Terk&lt;/span&gt; ( our other PB also still living with M-I-L), Little Joe the M-I-L blue healer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Luda&lt;/span&gt; the male tea cup chihuahua. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Terk&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Luda&lt;/span&gt; are completely lost without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thier&lt;/span&gt; momma Kane. She was a very intelligent dog. If you were sitting in "her seat" she would make you think she wanted outside so when you got up to let her outside she would jump in "her seat" before you could blink. ; ) She could be very stubborn. Her face could form a smile of delight, just at the right moment... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;. She loved to be loved. This is one dog Luke and I will never forget. Liam actually gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Terk&lt;/span&gt; a big hug and said to him..."&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Terk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Luda&lt;/span&gt;...it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...Kane will be right back...tomorrow" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8151306404121291771?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8151306404121291771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8151306404121291771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8151306404121291771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8151306404121291771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-long.html' title='So Long...'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SdV5ovRu4nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rkUIbBCVdKI/s72-c/isaiah%26anaiah+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8740250686152145032</id><published>2009-03-15T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:00:34.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Blink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPrgTv2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/l9AZNo0VSO4/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638700231671650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPrgTv2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/l9AZNo0VSO4/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPpVyTDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Bh1htuOyDPc/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638699650665522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPpVyTDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Bh1htuOyDPc/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPYYUpuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BoPbD-P2rtE/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638695097902818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPYYUpuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BoPbD-P2rtE/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPeXiANI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sCYdcKzutCM/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638696705196242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPeXiANI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sCYdcKzutCM/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPLs6O1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/iXmLzjbgUOc/s1600-h/isaiah%26anaiah+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638691694590802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPLs6O1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/iXmLzjbgUOc/s200/isaiah%26anaiah+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my little boy has grown up so much!!  A few weeks ago, I came across these photo's in a file that had not been opened in quite sometime.  I almost cried because Liam was so little...goodness, where did the time go???  Now, I understand why Luke's Great Aunt told me ..."if my baby was ugly, I would have 10 of them."hahaha she thinks I am being stingy... hahaha she makes me laugh...  I am so glad my BFF Karen is having a baby here soon, that way I can babysit when I want...and give him back...when I want. =)  Baby is not on my agenda, for a while longer ; ) Liam is not ready to give up his spotlight and neither are Mommy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8740250686152145032?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8740250686152145032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8740250686152145032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8740250686152145032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8740250686152145032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-blink.html' title='Don&apos;t Blink'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sb3WPrgTv2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/l9AZNo0VSO4/s72-c/isaiah%26anaiah+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-3401938308989382049</id><published>2009-03-02T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:03:00.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rmpWdw0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/K6DPI-LyWas/s1600-h/Febmarch+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309440059884028738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rmpWdw0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/K6DPI-LyWas/s200/Febmarch+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rmQs7thI/AAAAAAAAANw/U08u72Ta6o0/s1600-h/Febmarch+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309440053267379730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rmQs7thI/AAAAAAAAANw/U08u72Ta6o0/s200/Febmarch+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rl59dwXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Neg08yt_7YU/s1600-h/Febmarch+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309440047162704242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rl59dwXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Neg08yt_7YU/s200/Febmarch+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rlZwe1MI/AAAAAAAAANg/_cI2-wrvrq0/s1600-h/Febmarch+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309440038518314178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rlZwe1MI/AAAAAAAAANg/_cI2-wrvrq0/s200/Febmarch+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rlOPF8oI/AAAAAAAAANY/IY5WTwaMjH4/s1600-h/Febmarch+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309440035425481346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rlOPF8oI/AAAAAAAAANY/IY5WTwaMjH4/s200/Febmarch+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A miracle happened in Tennessee yesterday... we had SNOW!!! A few years ago this was not such a rare occurrence around here, but the "ole man upstairs" has been holding out, on some snow ; ) Liam has begged for snow, for quite sometime now and finally, he got his wish. We awoke to a beautiful snow outside, the ground, trees, cars, everything was solid white. Liam was ecstatic!! For once he got dressed without a battle, he willingly wore a jacket!! My kid does not like jackets or long sleeves so every morning this winter has been exhausting for us just to leave the house. Anyways, the snow was like a huge, cold sandbox (that you could eat) to Liam. Bulldozing, digging, and some "manual shoveling" took up most of our day =) Good memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-3401938308989382049?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3401938308989382049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=3401938308989382049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/3401938308989382049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/3401938308989382049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Sa7rmpWdw0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/K6DPI-LyWas/s72-c/Febmarch+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4014151752828068491</id><published>2009-02-02T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:03:25.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYccE2CV2-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/CH4FPPsLiok/s1600-h/liam2+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298234356175068130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYccE2CV2-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/CH4FPPsLiok/s200/liam2+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was recently tagged by my friend Leslee; she requested me to... open the 4th picture file on my computer. Next, open the 4th picture in the file, and blog about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never in a million years, would I have wanted to post this particular picture of myself,(yikes!) but what are friends for...right? Let the blogging begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsay(left) &amp;amp; Becca (right) BFF's. The night this picture was taken was for Lindsay Wedding shower/pajama party. 10 or so girls stayed up all night eating and laughing until we could NOT stop. One of the best nights ever, I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did.  A friend once told me that friends should have "soul mates friends".  If this is true, I am positive Lindsay and I would be the first to know =) There is a clear understanding between us, that we are in it until the end.    XOXO love love love you girly =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4014151752828068491?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4014151752828068491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4014151752828068491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4014151752828068491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4014151752828068491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-bff.html' title='My BFF'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYccE2CV2-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/CH4FPPsLiok/s72-c/liam2+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4543202621282739073</id><published>2009-01-29T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:26:16.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaozPBTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yKLxuHxhBN0/s1600-h/dec+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825156672357682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaozPBTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yKLxuHxhBN0/s200/dec+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIeD8OH3cI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uswXADAyKgo/s1600-h/s1028391351_30056871_7106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296829164794928578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIeD8OH3cI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uswXADAyKgo/s200/s1028391351_30056871_7106%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIeD8OH3cI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uswXADAyKgo/s1600-h/s1028391351_30056871_7106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIeD8OH3cI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uswXADAyKgo/s1600-h/s1028391351_30056871_7106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaiZWTFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QU15be7PJAg/s1600-h/dec+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825154953170002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaiZWTFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QU15be7PJAg/s200/dec+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaabQa49I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZgQu1WkcsRo/s1600-h/dec+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825153036674002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaabQa49I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZgQu1WkcsRo/s200/dec+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaiZWTFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QU15be7PJAg/s1600-h/dec+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaabQa49I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZgQu1WkcsRo/s1600-h/dec+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          Christmas this year was smooth sailing. Liam became Santa's #1 fan this year. The joy of wathcing Liam and his cousin Isaiah open their gifts is a pricless memory. Having two little ones around, really amplifies the Christmas spirit. The 2 boys fill a hole, none of us had known before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;existed.(I didn't anyway) Isaiah got to spend some overdue quality time with the Moyer side (which is always sought after.) He is the glue to our family =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I also discoverd, Santa was the most effective form of disclipine, I have found for Liam. (laugh)... Santa's WATCHING!! Fabulous. If time could stand still. I hope next year will be this much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4543202621282739073?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4543202621282739073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4543202621282739073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4543202621282739073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4543202621282739073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SYIaaozPBTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yKLxuHxhBN0/s72-c/dec+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-3406677697229453937</id><published>2008-12-15T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:31:08.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3's a CHARM =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuBCE_lI/AAAAAAAAALg/ogWKXX7SkQ0/s1600-h/12162006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295460995664510546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuBCE_lI/AAAAAAAAALg/ogWKXX7SkQ0/s200/12162006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuMPnVTI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ocf58-Ip7i4/s1600-h/lindsay+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295460998674076978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuMPnVTI/AAAAAAAAALo/Ocf58-Ip7i4/s200/lindsay+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuVIwkRI/AAAAAAAAALw/bimlFGl14sc/s1600-h/l_954291da08a74238ad7d2358979e0b06%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295461001061241106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuVIwkRI/AAAAAAAAALw/bimlFGl14sc/s200/l_954291da08a74238ad7d2358979e0b06%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1Bus1CrJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZTvgODwIT00/s1600-h/dec+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295461007420992658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1Bus1CrJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZTvgODwIT00/s200/dec+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3's a Charm right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excuse me...did I fall asleep? Explain to me how my 7lb newborn, became a whopping 38lb 3yr, practically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;overnight&lt;/span&gt; ? Incredible, I say. The pictures above are from Birthday One, Two, and Three. Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...I purchased the world's smallest cake. TIP: unless you know anything about cakes do NOT order one over the phone. See if you can find the tiny cake, in the picture to the left. This "Curious George" birthday cake, that was "suppose" to feed 25 people...seriously? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SUaxex_mnkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ETwfPuUIr8I/s1600-h/dec+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SUaxectAvyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1DOXucTZGGE/s1600-h/dec+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SXj8uPivyDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/k0OFiZSL4Ik/s1600-h/lindsay+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SXj8uXAKDQI/AAAAAAAAALA/PMnVWFMtvMk/s1600-h/lindsay+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SUaxd3o-oYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/R-OiK6DYRHc/s1600-h/dec+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SXj8up5keZI/AAAAAAAAALI/cUBqrU-jts0/s1600-h/dec+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SXj8uzt-bLI/AAAAAAAAALQ/z2eF4uuoOBQ/s1600-h/l_954291da08a74238ad7d2358979e0b06%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-3406677697229453937?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3406677697229453937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=3406677697229453937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/3406677697229453937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/3406677697229453937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/12/3s-charm.html' title='3&apos;s a CHARM =)'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SX1BuBCE_lI/AAAAAAAAALg/ogWKXX7SkQ0/s72-c/12162006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8422073930168498272</id><published>2008-12-05T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:44:24.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEft4fzmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kwXaPHe_49g/s1600-h/nov+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276394118868618850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEft4fzmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kwXaPHe_49g/s200/nov+354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEfBgPyaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nUHEejQfGLc/s1600-h/nov+382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276394106955745698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEfBgPyaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nUHEejQfGLc/s200/nov+382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEer_XsAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OuBK6DRfS94/s1600-h/nov+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276394101180706818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEer_XsAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OuBK6DRfS94/s200/nov+351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turkey Day (as Liam called it) was complete this year.  As you may know my brother share's     Isaiah alternat weekends and Holidays with "Beth" so this year was OUR year. YAY! It just never feels complete without him.  Plus someone in the family always has plans or other obligations, but not this year. So MY family and Luke's family all ate together =)  This way the Grandparents don't have to share Liam. We are so lucky our families ajoin for an entire meal stress free. Amazing.  Sadly... I did not get many picture's for evidence of this remarkable day ; (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8422073930168498272?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8422073930168498272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8422073930168498272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8422073930168498272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8422073930168498272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/STmEft4fzmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kwXaPHe_49g/s72-c/nov+354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8150855082358463607</id><published>2008-11-20T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:45:48.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sillybutt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY7QBTFTVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RZGWMlVs5i0/s1600-h/nov+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY66Eyf-2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rG5T0wiM3II/s1600-h/nov+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270965183276120930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY66Eyf-2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rG5T0wiM3II/s200/nov+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Liam before his bath lastnight. For some odd reason Liam can be a grouch ALL day but come bed time or dark even he becomes so ADHD. He ran laps through the house jumping over everything saying "Watch this!!"  When it comes to actually using this towel for its actuall purpose, he wants nothing to do with the hood.  Strange I thought. Sillybutt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8150855082358463607?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8150855082358463607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8150855082358463607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8150855082358463607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8150855082358463607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/sillybutt.html' title='Sillybutt'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY66Eyf-2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rG5T0wiM3II/s72-c/nov+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1241878421584371546</id><published>2008-11-20T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:34:41.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY35bLiXxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5LywPWkUWko/s1600-h/GG%27s+birthday+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961873571962642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY35bLiXxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5LywPWkUWko/s200/GG%27s+birthday+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY3nG1BmzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KGLpp-xrl3Y/s1600-h/GG%27s+birthday+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270961558871186226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY3nG1BmzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KGLpp-xrl3Y/s200/GG%27s+birthday+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shout out to my Grandmother aka "G G" her birthday was Tuesday, she turned 91. =) you go GIRL!! =)This was the Moyer family last year celebrating her big 90th. What a crew. I cannot believe a year has gone by already. These people mean so much to me and are so far away. = ( Holiday seasons always makes me miss them even more. My grandma is a wonderful vibrant woman who could run circles around most anyday.=) I wish her many,many,many, MANY more birthdays to come. I would love for Liam to get to know her better. Mush, mush, mush, sap, sap, sap, better stop before I cry. ; )...love you,  G G! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1241878421584371546?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1241878421584371546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1241878421584371546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1241878421584371546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1241878421584371546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-grandma.html' title='My Grandma'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY35bLiXxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5LywPWkUWko/s72-c/GG%27s+birthday+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8267505438817139109</id><published>2008-11-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:21:53.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leslee...hope you like =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY1JXQm9jI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiJumvOxndo/s1600-h/nov+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270958848862516786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY1JXQm9jI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiJumvOxndo/s200/nov+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY02JJOC5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/npiJ6ZO521M/s1600-h/nov+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270958518655912850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY02JJOC5I/AAAAAAAAAHk/npiJ6ZO521M/s200/nov+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY0d7sGuwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hLPMHvvqjdM/s1600-h/nov+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum rolllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll..............ta da!!!! Here she is my New/Old trunk. I love it. This wall is in bad shape (the little tiny G on the wall, is not there for real I was goofing..) SO now, my newest quest is for something to put above this trunk.  Tons of ideas...I guess...I will know when I see it. By the way Liam's new/old bunk beds are done being painted RED and he loves them.= ) Yay, Mommy. I need to post those as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8267505438817139109?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8267505438817139109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8267505438817139109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8267505438817139109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8267505438817139109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/lesleehope-you-like.html' title='Leslee...hope you like =)'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SSY1JXQm9jI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiJumvOxndo/s72-c/nov+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4042101958517113665</id><published>2008-11-11T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:40:48.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam and Isaiah &quot;best cousins&quot;'/><title type='text'>Happy Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoG0o4SM0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fUfz1gTggNQ/s1600-h/nov+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267530215559672642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoG0o4SM0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fUfz1gTggNQ/s200/nov+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoG0GMt6qI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B25z0ho7WfE/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+nov+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267530206250134178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoG0GMt6qI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B25z0ho7WfE/s200/Copy+(2)+of+nov+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoGz3ZOagI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_5wvqj81hYA/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+nov+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267530202276063746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoGz3ZOagI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_5wvqj81hYA/s200/Copy+(2)+of+nov+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoGzcKGiPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/T5XOYYiY4PM/s1600-h/Copy+(2)+of+nov+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267530194964875506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoGzcKGiPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/T5XOYYiY4PM/s200/Copy+(2)+of+nov+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;           I dressed the boys up last Saturday and took them to the woods!! That sounded creepy. heheh. What I was trying to accomplish was capturing some candid moments in the beautiful fall leaves. The most amazing leaves were all over town so I drove to few remote locations and had the boys get out and play. The sun was working against me that day and so were the height of some of the trees. The most beautiful leaves were way to tall to be the boys background so I did the best I could. So here is 4 out of 100. Maybe another photo session wouldn't hurt,  since practice does make perfect. This photography thing is fun.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4042101958517113665?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4042101958517113665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4042101958517113665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4042101958517113665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4042101958517113665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-fall.html' title='Happy Fall'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRoG0o4SM0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fUfz1gTggNQ/s72-c/nov+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1609579541946947547</id><published>2008-11-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:20:20.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash or Treasures?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZriZdmHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Pt15gNqo2ec/s1600-h/DSC07867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265932468805802098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZriZdmHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Pt15gNqo2ec/s200/DSC07867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZrCrdDmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EMuce5r4Fpw/s1600-h/DSC07850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265932460291329634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZrCrdDmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EMuce5r4Fpw/s200/DSC07850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZq9iiF9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/e3Rg2oBg7Yg/s1600-h/DSC07836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265932458911733714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZq9iiF9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/e3Rg2oBg7Yg/s200/DSC07836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRY4LOMp3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lEh_TJ6UnMQ/s1600-h/DSC07834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265931586411210610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRY4LOMp3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lEh_TJ6UnMQ/s200/DSC07834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trash or treasures? is the question. I was donated these items from a family member (on Luke's side of the family) in hopes I could transform these things into something I could actually use for my house. Well the mirrors have me stumped? Help...what to do?what to do? The legs do come off, by the way. Next the rectangle item is...yes...you guessed it... A trunk. I love the trunk, just not sure what color to go with? I love earth tones, but I thought this could use a "POP" of color? What do you think? Last but not least the shelves. FYI: I just painted two other wooden shelves chocolate brown, so I wanted to do something a little different to these three. I would love your opinion Amanda &amp;amp; Leslee ; ) Anyone else is welcome. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1609579541946947547?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1609579541946947547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1609579541946947547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1609579541946947547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1609579541946947547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/trash-or-treasures.html' title='Trash or Treasures?'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRRZriZdmHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Pt15gNqo2ec/s72-c/DSC07867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8627814379808435654</id><published>2008-11-06T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:39:46.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>Where do kids get these things?? Today, Liam asked me "Why do girls go to his BOY school?"," Why don't they go to their OWN school!?!?" ... Where in the world?  That was random, school was yesterday?? He loves girls... so I had thought? Parris is his bestfiend, &amp;amp; I am his favorite.?. Do you think boys really are born like this? Or it is because there are 9 GIRLS and only 4 boys in his class? hhhmmmmmm????I may never know?...boys... gotta love them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8627814379808435654?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8627814379808435654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8627814379808435654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8627814379808435654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8627814379808435654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-9168528882537830090</id><published>2008-11-06T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:46:23.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Octoberfest'/><title type='text'>Aren't they a HOOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNXb_PBKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qT-9TLJCuwQ/s1600-h/sept.oct+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265648527668750674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNXb_PBKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qT-9TLJCuwQ/s200/sept.oct+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I would post my Dad's birthday cupcakes I made. Usually, I do not get crafty in the kitchen but these little OWLs are too cute and easy. Yummy too =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-9168528882537830090?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/9168528882537830090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=9168528882537830090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/9168528882537830090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/9168528882537830090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/arent-they-hoot.html' title='Aren&apos;t they a HOOT?'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNXb_PBKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qT-9TLJCuwQ/s72-c/sept.oct+205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-5569269679735328416</id><published>2008-11-06T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:55:08.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or treat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNZHpSpYdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TovjH3QjlyI/s1600-h/oct2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265650377204261330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNZHpSpYdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TovjH3QjlyI/s200/oct2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNYF439DyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/g63DIXko4ZY/s1600-h/oct2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265649247515905826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNYF439DyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/g63DIXko4ZY/s200/oct2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trick or Treat? Not this year. Liam had a Halloween parade at school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last week&lt;/span&gt;. The kids got all dressed up and then walked to a local dentist office right by the school. This was such a fun thing to watch. I planned so hard for this day, but I managed to leave the battery to my camera at home. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;. =( I got a picture when we got home. Little did I know this would be the only time Liam would dress up. The day of Halloween Liam REFUSED to dress up (he said he "already did!") I never knew my kid would be such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scrooge&lt;/span&gt; at Halloween. Should have figured last year he wasn't into it either. If he only knoew how dern cute he was all decked out. I guess next year Mommy or Daddy will have to wear a costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-5569269679735328416?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5569269679735328416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=5569269679735328416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5569269679735328416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5569269679735328416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or treat?'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNZHpSpYdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/TovjH3QjlyI/s72-c/oct2008+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-5105604769355042263</id><published>2008-11-06T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:09:43.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNc7YHK3AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nUVmf2Oiu2U/s1600-h/oct2008+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265654564480801794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNc7YHK3AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nUVmf2Oiu2U/s200/oct2008+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNcrgh0DgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/R5IM6lVfjeI/s1600-h/oct2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265654291862130178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNcrgh0DgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/R5IM6lVfjeI/s200/oct2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are currently transitioning our computer room into Liam's new big boy bedroom. The computer room is much larger than his baby bed room. This process has taken longer than I had expected. The beds we are using were Luke's when he was a kid. Therefore the beds "bunk beds" needed some TLC. I went and bought some RED paint for these bad boys. The wood finish on these just were not my cup a tea. I finally finished painting the bare walls and finished ONE of the two beds. Lastnight we set the bed up and Liam got to sleep in his NEW, not quite finished yet big boy bed. (Just to be clear Liam has always slept in the bed with us, but has lately showed signs of interest in a bed of his own.) Anywhoo, here is a picture from lastnight of Liam sleeping. Bless he little bitty body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-5105604769355042263?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5105604769355042263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=5105604769355042263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5105604769355042263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5105604769355042263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleepy-head.html' title='Sleepy head.'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SRNc7YHK3AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/nUVmf2Oiu2U/s72-c/oct2008+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-6388378859894502071</id><published>2008-09-05T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:22:37.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more camping'/><title type='text'>CAMPING TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AVTpioI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aRVRxjCf0ZE/s1600-h/aug08+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681453676432002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AVTpioI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aRVRxjCf0ZE/s200/aug08+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AiXxRUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MVg0SsDF8to/s1600-h/aug08+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681457183376706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AiXxRUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MVg0SsDF8to/s200/aug08+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AwjWOgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Be93YfJYebA/s1600-h/aug08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681460990032386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AwjWOgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Be93YfJYebA/s200/aug08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_BGuTBtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KLth9ybyf3o/s1600-h/aug08+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681466941540050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_BGuTBtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KLth9ybyf3o/s200/aug08+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9ry8exAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VbpK5dVSA9Y/s1600-h/aug08+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242680001343439874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9ry8exAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VbpK5dVSA9Y/s200/aug08+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9sLOJdNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gt2nbl5jGHI/s1600-h/aug08+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242680007859991762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9sLOJdNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gt2nbl5jGHI/s200/aug08+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9sQybp8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8FRah9gt-CE/s1600-h/aug08+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242680009354356674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG9sQybp8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8FRah9gt-CE/s200/aug08+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Labor Day Weekend- The Grider's and The Pless family go camping, with our horses of coarse!! Good times.Good times. =) Liam and Parris entered the stick horse race and WON!! Well actually... all 5 kids won a ribbon and a whole dollar a piece!! woohoo!! We also rode actuall horses they loved that as well. There was a creek for the kido's to play in with Crawdaddy's which Liam referred to them as "crab apples" hhhmm??? Anyways, we had a lot of fun getting our feet wet. Isaiah got to camp with us for one night! That was exciting! We roasted wieners (hehehe) and made smores. I was the person with the camera glued to my face, don't want to miss a Kodak moment, you know??!! Here are a select few: Check out Parris's hat and boots! How cute is that!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-6388378859894502071?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6388378859894502071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=6388378859894502071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6388378859894502071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6388378859894502071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping-trip.html' title='CAMPING TRIP'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SMG_AVTpioI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aRVRxjCf0ZE/s72-c/aug08+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-6455580100887199116</id><published>2008-09-04T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:41:40.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OnStar anyone???</title><content type='html'>The past coulpe of weeks have flown by, with tons of action in between. Starting with Liam's school adventure's. A little seperation anxiety to report, but we are coming out strong.  Liam cries every morning when I wake him up and says " No school , just sleep mama." ...Yesterday we arrived to the school/church parking lot he immediatly grabbed his back pack (with his chin quivering and lip puckered out) and began to walk inside.  Up the stairs, straight to his classroom and with out a beat hangs his back pack and then begins to cry, it breaks my heart everytime.    yesterday I told him we could go to the playground when I picked him up from school. Deal?... Deal. As soon is I picked him up we went straight to the Imagination Station.Hours of playing went by until, NAP TIME please!!! Anywhoo Liam and I gathered our belongings, told some other Mom's and kids from Liam's school goodbye (they just so happened to be there) and headed for the car.  I proceeded to start the car it was very "HOT"  outside, buckled Liam in his seat, pushed the lock button and shut the door!! YEAH PUSHED THE LOCK BUTTON!!! WHO DOES THAT???? ME!!! I DO!! I locked Liam in the car with it running.!!&gt; Want me to BABYSIT??? I still can't get over this, but luckily the car was running and he did not burn up in the heat&gt; A little panicing on Liam's behalf because he wasn't quite sure why Mommy would not get in the car and all of these people trying to help were peeking in the windows. Wow... what a day. My Dad was there in less than 5 minutes with a spare key to save the day!!! Thanks BOB!! Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-6455580100887199116?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6455580100887199116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=6455580100887199116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6455580100887199116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6455580100887199116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/09/onstar-anyone.html' title='OnStar anyone???'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1037154275653884747</id><published>2008-08-22T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:41:26.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgWXyPxAI/AAAAAAAAADk/ULTcJxXBmg8/s1600-h/julaug+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237721935345861634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgWXyPxAI/AAAAAAAAADk/ULTcJxXBmg8/s200/julaug+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgWmwQQCI/AAAAAAAAADs/3e58r4E9p1g/s1600-h/julaug+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237721939364036642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgWmwQQCI/AAAAAAAAADs/3e58r4E9p1g/s200/julaug+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgW2IJugI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4Yyl41IYe_o/s1600-h/june08+925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237721943490804226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgW2IJugI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4Yyl41IYe_o/s200/june08+925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YCP_7YGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Eq1JL6iOslc/s1600-h/julaug+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237572056077000802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YCP_7YGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Eq1JL6iOslc/s200/julaug+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YCV-YHfI/AAAAAAAAADE/9IoJYEuySYo/s1600-h/julaug+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237572057681108466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YCV-YHfI/AAAAAAAAADE/9IoJYEuySYo/s200/julaug+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YC76FDUI/AAAAAAAAADM/uTgIRdq12U0/s1600-h/julaug+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237572067863629122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YC76FDUI/AAAAAAAAADM/uTgIRdq12U0/s200/julaug+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YDLaQoJI/AAAAAAAAADU/lCPsTyuYy28/s1600-h/julaug+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237572072025137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YDLaQoJI/AAAAAAAAADU/lCPsTyuYy28/s200/julaug+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YDUluxRI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ix44nS_haL8/s1600-h/julaug+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237572074489169170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-YDUluxRI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ix44nS_haL8/s200/julaug+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-WjUTd-fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2ksF0uHXiMs/s1600-h/julaug+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237570425145129458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SK-WjUTd-fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2ksF0uHXiMs/s200/julaug+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HelloO, let's see... ok I think it has been a few weeks so here is what has happend since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top of the list LIAM started pre-pre-pre-school. No I did not studder that is just how many pre's there would be. ;) It breaks my heart to see him grow so fast!!! He just really has started to TALK and I mean TALK. Before it was sounds dada, mama, baba, etc. then words start coming out, Daddy, Mommy,...then 2 words together then 3 words, 4 words 5words, now Liam sounds like little tiny grown-up. He loves to boss the dogs around. No no Kesey(Kelsey) don't do dat. Or I beweeve(believe) it's on the compooter(computer).Mommy, I think we shood go somewhere? It will be alwite(alright)? He love loves his Daddy, aka mine DADDY!mine dog, mine everything. He can be serious at times and I want to be silly and he will tell me to stop don't do that. Geeezzz...hoot I tell ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW... look who got off track here!!! I think I was going to talk about Liam going to school. Let's try this again. So far he has been 3 times. =) It has been an emotional rollercoaster for both of us. Liam does not like Mommy out of his sight. Which I love(95% of the time) but I fear it will worsen the longer we are home together. Therefor I have remained strong and put my feelings aside. All 3 times, I have had to leave him crying with his little lip stuck out!!! Talk about rough!!! Although everyday I pick up a perfectly happy &amp;amp; healthy child!!When I pick him up, he is so proud to see me and tell me what he did! Daddy got home and asked Liam "buddy did you go to school today?!?!" Liam reply's (in the most pitiful voice)"Yeah, Mommy weft me there." I wanted to die(you know what I mean)!! left me??? OMG...left... like I forgot him!! 2nd day Luke ask Liam the same question. Same response. 3rd day Luke rephrased his self "Liam? How was school today??". Poor Mommy =( Anyhow, All of these 2 year olds carry back packs, big ones. How cute is that? The teachers always send home something for the Mommy's. Scribbled pictures, hand prints and such. They also sing/dance, blow bubbles, finger paint, color, get stickers, playground time, story time, tons of toys to play with, not to forget snack time, learn shapes, numbers, colors, songs etc... Whatever they can fit in 3 hours. After the 1st day Liam thought he was SO BIG, he wanted to wear his back pack EVERYWHERE and show EVERYONE!! He truly really was proud of himself for going. Yeah and Mommy was proud of him too!! Here are a few picture i took from his 1st day and a few random from the past few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1037154275653884747?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1037154275653884747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1037154275653884747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1037154275653884747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1037154275653884747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SLAgWXyPxAI/AAAAAAAAADk/ULTcJxXBmg8/s72-c/julaug+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4365780682267462300</id><published>2008-07-31T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:38:21.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES</title><content type='html'>Summer fun here are a few pictures from the past few weeks. Enjoy!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4365780682267462300?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4365780682267462300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4365780682267462300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4365780682267462300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4365780682267462300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures.html' title='PICTURES'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-7233638237750786531</id><published>2008-07-31T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:35:27.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer pictures'/><title type='text'>Summer Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKSK3EPMEI/AAAAAAAAACs/l6OAum_VolM/s1600-h/june08+549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229402832608636994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKSK3EPMEI/AAAAAAAAACs/l6OAum_VolM/s320/june08+549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKRt4FbREI/AAAAAAAAACk/n4D8EyIs_Hc/s1600-h/june08+786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229402334665851970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKRt4FbREI/AAAAAAAAACk/n4D8EyIs_Hc/s320/june08+786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKRTMgEgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/kuFmzRr8JcA/s1600-h/june08+863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401876289847474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKRTMgEgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/kuFmzRr8JcA/s320/june08+863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKQoIieq7I/AAAAAAAAACU/oquZLyDs-1E/s1600-h/june08+767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229401136491834290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKQoIieq7I/AAAAAAAAACU/oquZLyDs-1E/s320/june08+767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKQLsHqojI/AAAAAAAAACM/yKagiC_gmAM/s1600-h/june08+813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229400647826842162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKQLsHqojI/AAAAAAAAACM/yKagiC_gmAM/s320/june08+813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKPo9aIX4I/AAAAAAAAACE/IRONM82ypzo/s1600-h/june08+754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229400051172269954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKPo9aIX4I/AAAAAAAAACE/IRONM82ypzo/s320/june08+754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKPC5TvwDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CxLmTKvXZ7E/s1600-h/june08+659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229399397236719666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKPC5TvwDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CxLmTKvXZ7E/s320/june08+659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-7233638237750786531?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7233638237750786531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=7233638237750786531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/7233638237750786531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/7233638237750786531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!!!'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SJKSK3EPMEI/AAAAAAAAACs/l6OAum_VolM/s72-c/june08+549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-6211569249310854376</id><published>2008-07-30T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:51:17.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Sheep</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep and I tried counting sheep, so this my plan B.  My last blog was to be continued...so here has been what's happening around here since our terrible day last week.  A little playing, playing, playing, pool action, shopping, playgrounds, playdates. Nothing too spectacular. Oh how could I forget LIAM and PARRIS made the FRONT page of the MANCHESTER, TN newspaper. That's right. Cutest kids in the city pool. haha. Pround parent moment. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And I too now give up. This blogger must be tired he will not post my picture's. I am not going to take it personal.  Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-6211569249310854376?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6211569249310854376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=6211569249310854376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6211569249310854376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6211569249310854376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/counting-sheep.html' title='Counting Sheep'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-1761206833844009574</id><published>2008-07-24T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:56:55.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG DAY =0</title><content type='html'>Today felt like FOREVER.  3 kids, 3 yellow jacket stings, witness of redneck shooting stray dog with a B B gun.  =(  I am more than ready for bed.  If tomorrow I wake up and forgot yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happend&lt;/span&gt;, that would be okay with me. Liam stepped in a nest of yellow jackets, he was stung 3 times.  Talk about pitiful, I never want to go through that again!! Ok...I just dozed off for a second. Bed time. To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-1761206833844009574?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1761206833844009574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=1761206833844009574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1761206833844009574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/1761206833844009574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-day-0.html' title='LONG DAY =0'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4692501782195872506</id><published>2008-07-20T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:38:21.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIQSr7TP3tI/AAAAAAAAABM/qTcM_sHwsVE/s1600-h/May2008+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225322013518716626" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIQQMJKOJiI/AAAAAAAAABE/eJv3t6rztxA/s320/May2008+245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-5016109211231611696?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5016109211231611696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=5016109211231611696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5016109211231611696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5016109211231611696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/play-trucks-anyone.html' title='Play trucks anyone?'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIQQMJKOJiI/AAAAAAAAABE/eJv3t6rztxA/s72-c/May2008+245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-6748855807893177750</id><published>2008-07-20T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:23:56.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can I not ever get myself to blog?? I think of hundreds of ideas during the day that I could blog about but I never get around to it. Maybe it is because I have a 2 1/2 year old that keeps me on my toes. He goes goes goes goes goes goes goes &amp;amp; goes non stop. The boy loves to play. Trucks, tractors, motorcycles (anything with an engine), drive his cadillac, F150 truck, or 4-wheeler powerwheels, play baseball, football, swim, ride bikes, ride real 4- wheelers, ruff up the dogs, wrestle, fight a.k.a "knuckle", jump, kick, run, make mud, look at airplanes and chase bugs and pet &amp;amp; sit on grandma T T's horses, swing, slide, skip, stroll or play in the sprinkler. Sometime we squeeze in food &amp;amp; water. Tonight is different Liam went to bed early!!! That means he is WORN out. I am pretty sure he did all of the above today. That is not unusual. He is a busy guy. God Love him!! He is the best. I don't know what I did without him. My little side kick. I am sooo lucky I have got to stay home with him. Everyday he learn's something new and I have been lucky enough to witness it all. Currently he seems to learn a new word everyday. He comes up with the funniest things to say. He is very honest, too honest. He likes to tell people " you gotta ugy (ugly) truck/car.  So funny, but not.  He will also tell you, if he thinks your pwetty (pretty). So sweet. I'm just glad he doesn't tell people they are ugly  ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few months he has developed more and more of an interest in other kids. Before he only cared about Isaiah (my nephew) and Parris (my bestfriends little girl). Now he wants to know about all the kids he sees. Who they are? and What they are doing? and Where are they going?  We go to the playground often, the neighborhood kids love Liam and play with him often, we also have playdates with a friend. The only problem is that I am ALWAYS by his side and that is the way he wants it. Liam is completly content as long as he knows im within reasonable reach. What will happen when he has to go to school all day? Total seperation anxiety? I have been advised to enroll him in a mother's day out program at a church in our town. I did some research and made my choice. Now this seems reasonable, 2 days a week for 2 1/2 hours. They learn numbers, letters, colors, shapes, sing songs and make crafts it is all very structured. Snacks and juice too. They help with potty training and give 3 strikes(warnings) before given a time-out. Sounds great right? I can go home and take a PEACEFUL shower, do laundry, vacuum, sit in 1 spot for 5 to 6 minutes if I want too!! Anything I want to do. The days are counting down to until this little "school" starts. Less than a month.  I start to have a panic attack when I think about the idea. Someone other than family is going to be watching my baby!! I don't want to do this anymore! I know this will be good for both of us but it is going to be SO hard!!! =(  Why do they have to grow up???? What am I going to do?? (I will slap anyone who says have another one&gt;) that is not the answer I am looking for. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-6748855807893177750?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6748855807893177750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=6748855807893177750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6748855807893177750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/6748855807893177750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-can-i-not-ever-get-myself-to-blog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-5665549957369970356</id><published>2008-07-20T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:07:45.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 2008 camping and riding horses'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPvAVVfVfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l3DKBuoEqwE/s1600-h/june+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225282781686224370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPvAVVfVfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l3DKBuoEqwE/s320/june+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-5665549957369970356?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5665549957369970356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=5665549957369970356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5665549957369970356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/5665549957369970356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_3301.html' title=''/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPvAVVfVfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l3DKBuoEqwE/s72-c/june+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-7897391581099654639</id><published>2008-07-20T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:09:51.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam taking Parris for a spin in his new ride!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPpZ9CZkGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hu8n9zDvgXI/s1600-h/june08+732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225276624770535522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPpZ9CZkGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hu8n9zDvgXI/s320/june08+732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-7897391581099654639?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7897391581099654639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=7897391581099654639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/7897391581099654639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/7897391581099654639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_20.html' title='Liam taking Parris for a spin in his new ride!!'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/SIPpZ9CZkGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/hu8n9zDvgXI/s72-c/june08+732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-8630314893762507526</id><published>2008-05-01T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:41:10.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my birthday and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! See... I have this fear of growing old. It became clear to me after i turned 21 that fun birthday's are over. All of those great mile stones I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beeen&lt;/span&gt; waiting so long for had passed. 25 your car insurance goes down. BIG WHOOP! Anyways, yesterday was the day I had been dreading for the past couple of months.  The big 26! I got a small tattoo because of my quarter life crisis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;.Anyways the big day came and nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;!! No early signs of wrinkles,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fatigue&lt;/span&gt;,sagging,deafness,blindness,or memory loss.?? I couldn't believe it. I turned out to be a wonderful day with my family and in-laws. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! It does help when you share a birthday with your husband, who is...to the day exactly 1 year older.  And my nephew who turned 6, was miraculously born on my birthday too!! We seem to have a good time sharing.  Love, love, love my hubby and nephew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-8630314893762507526?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8630314893762507526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=8630314893762507526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8630314893762507526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/8630314893762507526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4588065151128758988.post-4555563808023382054</id><published>2008-04-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:27:26.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First timer!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this whole bloging thing seemed weird to me at first, but I want to give it a try.  I thought this would be a great way for me to keep in touch with my favorite TENNESSEE gone TEXAN friend, Amanda. Oh... getting a chance to journal the little day to day things, just my be the answer to what I have been looking for, "appreciating what I DO have in my life". Which is my husband Luke of 3 years in May. He truly is my rock. I mean it! He can always bring me up when I am down.XOXO. Liam my precious gift. My 2 year old little man. How we lived without him I will never know? Kelsey Grace our first daughter (chihuahua) Luke gave her to me for christmas when I was 17, she will be 9yrs. this winter. WOW. My nephew Isaiah he's got a piece of my heart. The best parents and brother you can buy. In-laws "crazy as they come" love'em the death. Friends, that I couldn't live without and would not be who I am today without them. Muah. Anyhow... got any questions?Just ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4588065151128758988-4555563808023382054?l=bukelecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4555563808023382054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4588065151128758988&amp;postID=4555563808023382054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4555563808023382054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4588065151128758988/posts/default/4555563808023382054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bukelecca.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-timer.html' title='First timer!!'/><author><name>bukelecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795031534636327138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eu0dQJSykeA/Ss7Uv9Egj9I/AAAAAAAAAR4/510ESBW-uIo/S220/june08+384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
