<?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-5001502668930524167</id><updated>2012-01-05T14:56:57.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pitre Family</title><subtitle type='html'>The most important things in life aren't things.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8405981249970681200</id><published>2011-10-27T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:56:57.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathryn joins our family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjmlLTErLv8/Tql2lR3fYZI/AAAAAAAAApA/KRXsASBA_5A/s1600/IMAG1271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668191988845863314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjmlLTErLv8/Tql2lR3fYZI/AAAAAAAAApA/KRXsASBA_5A/s320/IMAG1271.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 192px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After waiting 38 weeks, we finally were blessed with another sweet baby girl!  I wanted a girl pretty bad because I just kept remembering all the cute dresses Gracie had as a baby and wanted to get them out again.  And I guess we haven't got our fix of princess yet.  Both Stuart and I liked the name Kathryn, but it doesn't come from anywhere special, just felt right.  We call her Katy too, which confuses the kids a little but I think it is growing on Gracie(mind you she wanted to name her Rapunzel Bubbles).  Her middle name is Jean, which is my mother-in-laws middle name as well as my maternal grandfather's name, so didn't that work out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DaaguU1Zd9o/Tql2mOclNVI/AAAAAAAAApY/2Wi0SSg7fsA/s1600/IMAG1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668192005107561810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DaaguU1Zd9o/Tql2mOclNVI/AAAAAAAAApY/2Wi0SSg7fsA/s320/IMAG1281.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 192px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_33ao9e0u0c/Tql2l7XlpFI/AAAAAAAAApM/qubRdwMpbpw/s1600/IMAG1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668191999986345042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_33ao9e0u0c/Tql2l7XlpFI/AAAAAAAAApM/qubRdwMpbpw/s320/IMAG1275.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 192px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xx5sVk2rfdE/Tql2mhrytKI/AAAAAAAAApk/OmAd4vTr4ko/s1600/IMAG1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668192010271634594" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xx5sVk2rfdE/Tql2mhrytKI/AAAAAAAAApk/OmAd4vTr4ko/s320/IMAG1831.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 191px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-EEgH0Zkhc/Tql2lU1iafI/AAAAAAAAAo0/M1lIw1eoRyY/s1600/IMAG1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668191989642979826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-EEgH0Zkhc/Tql2lU1iafI/AAAAAAAAAo0/M1lIw1eoRyY/s320/IMAG1269.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 192px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason our girls want to keep us on our toes, Kathryn had to have a dramatic entrance into this world.   (Here comes the birth story, so if not interested...might want to move on)  After not feeling any movement almost all day Stuart and I decided to go to the hospital just to check her out.  All I wanted to hear was a heart beat and oh what a beautiful sound it was.  As they were monitoring me for a a little bit, the nurses saw I was having contractions but she was not reacting to them as babies are supposed to.  So although her heart sounded good they wanted a more active baby, so the Dr. decided it was time for her to come out.  So the dreaded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pitocin&lt;/span&gt; was started (I wanted to go natural again like my other 2) and we were hoping that since this was my third baby this was all I would need to kick start things.  After six hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pitocin&lt;/span&gt; I was still at a 1cm and she still wasn't responding like they wanted so the Dr. decided to do a c-section.  I was so amazed at how fast everything went from there.  It was about 4 in the morning but those nurses are used to moving quick.  It was scary and daunting to think that I was going to have my first surgery ever, but I just kept telling myself that I would be able to hold her in 10 minutes.  And it was very fast, and the spinal block it pretty crazy and amazing how&amp;nbsp;quickly it works and my sweet baby was born.  She had pooped in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;utero&lt;/span&gt; and they think thatthat&amp;nbsp;may be&amp;nbsp;what caused her to slow down, and after they had her out we discovered she had inhaled some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;merconeum&lt;/span&gt;.  So she got put in the nursery so they could observe her while I went to recovery, which is a very lonely place at 5 in the morning and&amp;nbsp;I couldn't really rest because I was pretty loopy after the surgery and they kept checking on me.  Weird feeling being numb and loopy and tired and worried all at once.  The pediatrician  decided he didn't like how she was breathing and so she got transported to another hospital to be in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;.  I was very lucky in the fact that I healed quickly and was able to get out of the hospital by the next afternoon, usually you have to stay 2 days after a c-section but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. was very sweet and said that it would be better for me and baby if I got to go be with her.  I finally got to go and hold Kathryn on Friday night for just a few minutes for the first time, the nurse that night was not pleasant at all and we decided it was best to rest and come back the next morning.  We had a heck of a time convincing the nurses and doctors that we could care for her at home, by this time she was breathing on her own and starting to eat very well from a bottle.  We learned a lot about hospital time tables dealing with Gracie's illnesses and it is very frustrating.  What a glorious Sunday evening when she finally came home and met the whole family.  Gracie was lucky enough to see her and hold her while she was still in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; but Zach was too young and Max needed an intro as well.  We are so blessed that nothing really serious or with long term effects happened to either me or Kathryn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things I never want to forget from this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;...I had a very specific plan for this birth down to what I wanted to wear during labor and not one of those things came to pass.  I have now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; 3 very different kinds of child birth and I really hope that all my "stories" will be able to help someone someday.  And just because I had everything go different then I wanted I would not advocate not having a plan, just be ready for diversion.  It was a little heart breaking to me that&amp;nbsp;I was not going to have a beautiful, natural birth like I had with Zach and I really considered paying for a home birth out of pocket so we could have that, but for some reason I always hesitated and now I know that the Lord was watching over us and making sure we were where we needed to be for our safety.  Like I said before I think that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; stay calm and rational because I have had some practice with uncertainty at hospitals.  But the biggest blessing of all thru this was our friends.  We had a very sweet friend that spent the night with the kids that first night and then took the dog the rest of the weekend so we didn't have to worry about him.  After that night some other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; stepped in to care for the kids and drive them places and care for them so I didn't have to worry and Stuart could stay with me as much as possible.  I also had some special visitors at the hospital and lots of phone calls and texts to check up on us.&amp;nbsp; I very much appreciate each one of these thoughts and prayers.&amp;nbsp; While Gracie was at her friend's house she told her "Kathryn really needs to come home, she needs me".   It is so easy during times like these to get angry and ask why this is happening, but just as you are getting down and feeling discouraged it is amazing how the Lord steps in and someone will call or come visit and you forget those thoughts.  I am so blessed to be reminded of the Lord's tender mercies and to have this beautiful new baby in our lives.&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/5001502668930524167-8405981249970681200?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8405981249970681200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8405981249970681200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8405981249970681200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8405981249970681200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/kathryn-joins-our-family.html' title='Kathryn joins our family!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IjmlLTErLv8/Tql2lR3fYZI/AAAAAAAAApA/KRXsASBA_5A/s72-c/IMAG1271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6714724683979025076</id><published>2011-10-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:44:25.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick run down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow time flies when you are busy.  A quick run down of some fun stuff that we were able to squeeze in at the end of summer.  I really wanted to go see my Mom one more time before Gracie started school, because there go the days of just taking off for weeks at a time to get away.  Plus we love her house and visiting with her.  The kids were so excited to see the kitties, but Zach was always tormenting them and therefore got bit.  He still to this day says all kitties bite, but he deserved it.  Good thing they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de-clawed&lt;/span&gt; or it would have been a whole other story.  We also found out that not only is Max good with the cats, but he let Gus bully him around the house, it's kind of a sad day when a 170lb dog is being cornered by a cat, but I am glad he was being his usual gentle self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned before Gracie started school this year.  It is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-kindergarten class every morning for 3 hours a day.  She loves it!  She got into the same class as some of her friends from her dance class, so what more could a girl ask for.  I am so happy with all the stuff she is learning, so that is a plus.  I don't need to have the smartest kids, but I am so happy she is picking up on all the letters, numbers, shapes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rhyming&lt;/span&gt;.    I really hope that her enthusiasm for school stays strong for years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie and I were able to go on a Mommy and Gracie date to the princesses on ice.  It was so fun, and I was so impressed by the whole thing.  I let Gracie wear one of her princess costumes of course and she was so excited to see Rapunzel in the show.  It was the perfect night.  I have been so blessed with such good kids and I love them so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6714724683979025076?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6714724683979025076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6714724683979025076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6714724683979025076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6714724683979025076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-run-down.html' title='A quick run down...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1389187163431066538</id><published>2011-07-21T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:46:37.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6KrGp69C9E/TiheyN_3IAI/AAAAAAAAAok/A3XE0Un4CXI/s1600/IMAG0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 191px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631855550870790146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6KrGp69C9E/TiheyN_3IAI/AAAAAAAAAok/A3XE0Un4CXI/s320/IMAG0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i--aOD_l3vU/Tiheye4pQEI/AAAAAAAAAos/rz0rNhk1gsA/s1600/IMAG0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 191px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631855555403923522" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i--aOD_l3vU/Tiheye4pQEI/AAAAAAAAAos/rz0rNhk1gsA/s320/IMAG0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved ballet as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; girl and still have hopes of getting my husband to take me to a real ballet someday.  Well now it is time for me to live through my little girl, which I am proudly doing.  She has been taking dance lessons for the past year and not only learning ballet but also tap. And she loves it, so maybe I can take her with me to the ballet in a couple of years...did you hear the big sigh coming all the way from Florida from Stuart?  She had her end of the year show in June and it was very fun to see her perform with her little friends.  A 3 hour show for a 2 minute song was not the best but watching two little 3 year old fight on stage over their spot on stage was worth it, it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; Gracie but it was hilarious.  She is just too cute for words!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO4lhCP9xyE/TihexW4gzrI/AAAAAAAAAoU/rBQeTWX-Jjc/s1600/IMAG1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 192px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631855536076017330" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO4lhCP9xyE/TihexW4gzrI/AAAAAAAAAoU/rBQeTWX-Jjc/s320/IMAG1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmwK9B7kaSg/TihexrZcJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/2jrw34GxBds/s1600/IMAG1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 192px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631855541582833634" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmwK9B7kaSg/TihexrZcJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/2jrw34GxBds/s320/IMAG1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5001502668930524167-1389187163431066538?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1389187163431066538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1389187163431066538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1389187163431066538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1389187163431066538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/tiny-dancer.html' title='Tiny dancer'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6KrGp69C9E/TiheyN_3IAI/AAAAAAAAAok/A3XE0Un4CXI/s72-c/IMAG0502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7631982467208359534</id><published>2011-07-15T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:46:14.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Virginia!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFqPAL2HRbk/TiDePzDHlPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kQ_Mx_aeoiE/s1600/IMG_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743897195812082" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFqPAL2HRbk/TiDePzDHlPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kQ_Mx_aeoiE/s320/IMG_1888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there was other stuff I wanted to blog about since the last time, but I have these pictures out so I better take advantage of that.  We had the opportunity to go up to Virginia all together and visit with my family.  My oldest niece was getting baptized so what a great excuse to go on a vacation.  Stuart had never been to Washington D.C. and we have some friends up there too, so if you haven't already guessed we did a lot while we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftpLP6bCIdE/TiDeHVmiuxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/elC1r4uYk-g/s1600/IMG_1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743751852374802" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ftpLP6bCIdE/TiDeHVmiuxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/elC1r4uYk-g/s320/IMG_1871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hg5I1_e7NA/TiDeFzBNwDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8wSBYLti9co/s1600/IMG_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743725389135922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hg5I1_e7NA/TiDeFzBNwDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8wSBYLti9co/s320/IMG_1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to drive so we would have our own car and enjoy the ride up, and let's be honest who can really afford plane tickets these days.  We were half way thru South Carolina when our battery died and burned up the alternator.  We pulled over in a very small town and as Stuart tried to find an auto repair parts or mechanic and very nice man came to help us.  He let the kids and I sit in his air conditioned car while he called the owner of the auto parts store who came and opened up after closing just for us and we were able to get back on the road within an hour.  I couldn't believe how nice these strangers were.  The Lord was really watching over us that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun with all my family.  We definitely kept busy all week and the cousins took full advantage of all the time they had together.  I wish we lived closer so they could play more often.&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743730096101426" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Acz0MDtH2L4/TiDeGEjcWDI/AAAAAAAAAnk/w9iw5GNZ3Kg/s320/IMG_1827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D.C. is so much fun, with too much to see.  Luckily we had good weather for the 2 days we spent walking around and enjoying all the free attractions.  The monuments are amazing and it is always fun to learn more about our countries history, especially around the 4Th of July.  We decided to opt out of the fireworks on the capitol because of the crowds and the kids (which is kind of funny since we go to Disney so often), but found some neighborhood fireworks that were just as fun!  It was a sad day when we left for all, but happy days are around the corner because we may all get together again before the end of the year!&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743747878664690" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBGaPzGiidc/TiDeHGzIufI/AAAAAAAAAn0/jMgSB22gopI/s320/IMG_1859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knEGSci5EJU/TiDeGeqmHAI/AAAAAAAAAns/2snlYXq5f74/s1600/IMG_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743737105423362" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-knEGSci5EJU/TiDeGeqmHAI/AAAAAAAAAns/2snlYXq5f74/s320/IMG_1846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFhLZ3u3oYs/TiDdeUP6SeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/DdYuKe9YSu0/s1600/IMG_1832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629743047114377698" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFhLZ3u3oYs/TiDdeUP6SeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/DdYuKe9YSu0/s320/IMG_1832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5001502668930524167-7631982467208359534?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7631982467208359534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7631982467208359534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7631982467208359534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7631982467208359534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-to-virginia.html' title='Trip to Virginia!!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFqPAL2HRbk/TiDePzDHlPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kQ_Mx_aeoiE/s72-c/IMG_1888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-5609384649710810962</id><published>2011-04-19T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:29:21.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring camping</title><content type='html'>For Spring break we decided to go camping with Stuart's brother and his family at Alexander springs, just about an hour from where we live. Stuart and my versions of camping are very different, he wants to just throw some stuff in the car and go and rough it if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;...I want to plan and make sure we have everything we need, like breakfast stuff. But luckily we had a campsite right next to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; and they were much more prepared. The cousins play so well together, they had so much fun. I don't really know why I didn't get pictures of them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCUN2N1frY/Ta3ole20J5I/AAAAAAAAAmw/DB-MGBQtkoQ/s1600/IMAG0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597385642527172498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCUN2N1frY/Ta3ole20J5I/AAAAAAAAAmw/DB-MGBQtkoQ/s320/IMAG0944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMTjUREa_L4/Ta3olGb1oUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/81V1FChQ2hc/s1600/IMAG0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597385635971572034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cMTjUREa_L4/Ta3olGb1oUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/81V1FChQ2hc/s320/IMAG0941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach was excited to help set up the tent. We had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; tent just for the kids to play in to cut down on bugs coming in and out, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; idea and they loved it. The springs were nice and clear but still a little too cold for swimming. I was not thrilled to see "beware of alligator" signs around the water, but Stuart said they generally stay away from the populated areas. He is just used to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MalfLRcVYRg/Ta3olqz7yFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8t7XJ1QQ5p4/s1600/IMAG0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597385645736314962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MalfLRcVYRg/Ta3olqz7yFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8t7XJ1QQ5p4/s320/IMAG0949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8prNYrVSDE/Ta3omBd0i4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/N1c1mT8Y8YA/s1600/IMAG0952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597385651817581442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b8prNYrVSDE/Ta3omBd0i4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/N1c1mT8Y8YA/s320/IMAG0952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting around the campfire with &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt; was so fun and relaxing. It was very nice weather in the evening, hardly any humidity which is important when you are away from air conditioning. Once the sun went down, poor Zach was tripping over every twig and root in the forest, but he was a trooper. Again, our very prepared family brought little colored lights for all the kids, they loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597385648880747394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MGlG6wAyZY/Ta3ol2hoA4I/AAAAAAAAAnA/aRTX0usJ-aw/s320/IMAG0950.jpg" /&gt;We knew Zach was getting a little tired when he tried to make a bed out of the cooler, poor guy. They were nonstop for a couple of hours. Getting everyone comfortable and settled in the tent was not an easy task but we finally got the kids to sleep. And that is where the pictures stop because I got a stomach bug and was sick the rest of the night and the whole next day. Yuck, it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;. And then the next morning it started raining, so the trip was over. Stuart packed up camp all by himself and got us home in one piece for some nice hot showers, everyone was filthy. It was a fun trip and hopefully this fall we will be able to go again, I know the kids will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-5609384649710810962?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5609384649710810962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=5609384649710810962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5609384649710810962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5609384649710810962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-camping.html' title='Spring camping'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCUN2N1frY/Ta3ole20J5I/AAAAAAAAAmw/DB-MGBQtkoQ/s72-c/IMAG0944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3894930471311700803</id><published>2011-04-03T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:42:11.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the big 2's</title><content type='html'>Look how cute this 2 year old is! This is a little late, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; sent pics from her visit, so we got some good shots of Zach's birthday. Zach was so excited to blow out his candle, he kept wanting to relight the candle so he could blow it out again (we should have gotten one of those ones you can't blow out). He wasn't that interested in the cupcake.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IeoUuHN6caY/TZkB-4z1nwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DUt1a-2y0PI/s1600/IMAG0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591502592270507778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IeoUuHN6caY/TZkB-4z1nwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DUt1a-2y0PI/s320/IMAG0897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..although that can not be said at Gracie's party where his hand was in the cupcakes the whole night. I am so lucky to have a such a sweet little boy in my life. Zach loves to play and hug his sister, which usually turns into a wrestling match. He has discovered trains, cars and dinosaurs, so he is a boy in every way. He loves to growl and chase Gracie and her friends and never tires of playing outside. Bring on the terrible 2's, if I get to see this smiling face at least once a day then it will all be worth it. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4CvsIa7o2k/TZkBodCDRfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HGzsx5ktYnw/s1600/Zach-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591502206856807922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4CvsIa7o2k/TZkBodCDRfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HGzsx5ktYnw/s320/Zach-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YH7d_nSZL7Y/TZkBn770dKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8XU8cAOF0Ro/s1600/Birthday%2Bboy%2BZach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591502197972300962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YH7d_nSZL7Y/TZkBn770dKI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8XU8cAOF0Ro/s320/Birthday%2Bboy%2BZach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VkV5urLNiM/TZkBoGfasYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/emV2VPXzLCE/s1600/Zach%2B_%2BGracie%2Bon%2Bnew%2Bpillowcases.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591502200805962114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5VkV5urLNiM/TZkBoGfasYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/emV2VPXzLCE/s320/Zach%2B_%2BGracie%2Bon%2Bnew%2Bpillowcases.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTH9rEsF3Fs/TZkBoELGCOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/mPfvxVttwYc/s1600/Zach-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591502200183851234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XTH9rEsF3Fs/TZkBoELGCOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/mPfvxVttwYc/s320/Zach-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meemaw&lt;/span&gt; gave the kids pillow cases for their birthday's, so this is them loving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; new pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is better then trucks and cake??&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/5001502668930524167-3894930471311700803?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3894930471311700803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3894930471311700803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3894930471311700803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3894930471311700803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/bring-on-big-2s.html' title='Bring on the big 2&apos;s'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IeoUuHN6caY/TZkB-4z1nwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/DUt1a-2y0PI/s72-c/IMAG0897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3040526372898633476</id><published>2011-03-13T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:53:47.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A princess birthday</title><content type='html'>My little girl has turned 4, I can't believe it.  She is so funny and smart, I love watching her try new things and say new phrases.  She is in dance class and loves telling us to stop whatever we are doing to watch her try a new move she just learned.  Of course we took her to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney World&lt;/span&gt; for her birthday and she got to wear a princess dress the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpGoMA5rB_E/TX1ubEBcahI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Jmur-kqM_RQ/s1600/IMAG0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740524224604690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpGoMA5rB_E/TX1ubEBcahI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Jmur-kqM_RQ/s320/IMAG0827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also very lucky to get into dinner with the princesses at Epcot.  What a night for our girl, she got to meet 5 of her favorite princesses and have a little parade around the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; with them.  What more could a &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt; in training want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to throw her a party this year since she has some good friends&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RV3tt5YfyH0/TX1uazBFo2I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2BIT_JRgt38/s1600/IMAG0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583740519659709282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RV3tt5YfyH0/TX1uazBFo2I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2BIT_JRgt38/s320/IMAG0817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here and they play well at this age.  We had a lot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; on this week because my mom came into town and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Stuart&lt;/span&gt; was out of town, so easier was better and we opted for Chuck E. Cheese.  The kids all had a great time, and it was nice to sit and talk to the adults instead of running around being a host.  Although I was visiting so much I forgot to take pictures with my camera so will have to wait for my Mom to send copies of her pictures.  We may never do it again, but it was a great first kid's party for us all.  Thanks to all that came and celebrated with us!&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/5001502668930524167-3040526372898633476?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3040526372898633476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3040526372898633476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3040526372898633476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3040526372898633476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/princess-birthday.html' title='A princess birthday'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KpGoMA5rB_E/TX1ubEBcahI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Jmur-kqM_RQ/s72-c/IMAG0827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8046151932130449499</id><published>2011-03-13T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:22:46.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We started our long birthday marathon for the next few months, beginning with my birthday in January.  It was so fun this year!!  Stuart has had to work and be out of town for the past 5 birthdays, so the sweet man that he is made sure he was home for the whole weekend.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk6BX4yR4ng/TX1pp81uF4I/AAAAAAAAAlY/l5k3jE8yf7Q/s1600/IMAG0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583735282436282242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk6BX4yR4ng/TX1pp81uF4I/AAAAAAAAAlY/l5k3jE8yf7Q/s320/IMAG0768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vbIOgHyvCM/TX1paBizzDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FDFZtcIjgoM/s1600/IMAG0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583735008821234738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vbIOgHyvCM/TX1paBizzDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FDFZtcIjgoM/s320/IMAG0756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took full advantage of all the time together!  My friends really surprised me with a party and as I came in and they were jumping out yelling I was so shocked I just stood there.  I don't have any pictures of that since I thought I was just dropping off the kids to go out to the movies, but it was probably the best birthday party I've ever had.  Stuart did a great job at keeping it a surprise and he said I did not make it easy.  Then we went to Disney of course on my birthday so I could wear the button!  It was as very fun day, but a little crowded since my birthday falls on the 3 day weekend every now and then.  I never complained when I was in school though.  And then to top off the perfect weekend Stuart and I were able to get away to San &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ible&lt;/span&gt; island for a night with no kids.  It was great and very beautiful.  I'm glad that I finally was able to make it a little more south in Florida, to a very beautiful beach.  We saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dolphins&lt;/span&gt; in the surf and lots of shells and ate some great seafood.  What a weekend, I'm a lucky girl!  It was so fun.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJyV1cJ-W_Y/TX1pZ0NQNzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/p_FqzaOFuzI/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583735005241161522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJyV1cJ-W_Y/TX1pZ0NQNzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/p_FqzaOFuzI/s320/IMAG0796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PU4Tpjw5Y3Q/TX1pZmDvM3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/2YwOY60OQ5E/s1600/IMAG0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with my birthday, I just like this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt;.  We went to visit Stuart while he was working in South Carolina and the kids got to ride a  little train around the mall with Dad.  It was a lot of driving but well worth spending the weekend with Dad when he is gone so much.&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/5001502668930524167-8046151932130449499?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8046151932130449499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8046151932130449499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8046151932130449499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8046151932130449499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-started-our-long-birthday-marathon.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk6BX4yR4ng/TX1pp81uF4I/AAAAAAAAAlY/l5k3jE8yf7Q/s72-c/IMAG0768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1750421740877366584</id><published>2011-01-18T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:58:17.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY6C96qP2I/AAAAAAAAAks/F1MAsDmhcyg/s1600/IMAG0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563698212317577058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY6C96qP2I/AAAAAAAAAks/F1MAsDmhcyg/s320/IMAG0648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pbjstAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a51m5HB78Nk/s1600/IMAG0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697773597733890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pbjstAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a51m5HB78Nk/s320/IMAG0645.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thought you were going to see Christmas morning pictures...well we forgot to take any and now have to sweet talk my mom into sending us copies of hers! We were having so much fun opening presents that I didn't even think about it (plus I knew my dad was snapping shots). We were lucky enough to spend the week in Texas with my family which is always such a treat for us, and while there we went to the Childrens museum. The kids had such a good time and since it was raining most of the time we were there, it was a great way to stay in for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pICK7NI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ozb5OmSQJFY/s1600/IMAG0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697768356834514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pICK7NI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ozb5OmSQJFY/s320/IMAG0644.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5o-n-tWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/6qN1YCslfz0/s1600/IMAG0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697765831062882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5o-n-tWI/AAAAAAAAAkM/6qN1YCslfz0/s320/IMAG0642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Zach's tongue sticking out while driving. He seems to do this a lot when he is concentrating. There were lots of cars to play with so he was one happy boy. And dress up for Gracie, so very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pgojtaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/g6pCMHZ7toY/s1600/IMAG0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697774960293282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5pgojtaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/g6pCMHZ7toY/s320/IMAG0650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5omOKdaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zHnR9FOF6Pw/s1600/IMAG0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697759280330146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY5omOKdaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zHnR9FOF6Pw/s320/IMAG0641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was great. This kids are still young enough that they don't get up early so we didn't get started with presents until after 9am. Very good kids!! Both the kids got lots of fun new toys and it was a good thing we drove to take home all our new booty. My parents were so kind to find a sitter for my kids on 3 seperate occasions so we could go shooting, the temple and out for a night out. We are so spoiled. I just need to get better at taking out my camera to catch these special moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-1750421740877366584?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1750421740877366584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1750421740877366584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1750421740877366584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1750421740877366584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/texas-christmas.html' title='Texas Christmas'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTY6C96qP2I/AAAAAAAAAks/F1MAsDmhcyg/s72-c/IMAG0648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6632359849594434660</id><published>2011-01-18T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T16:23:47.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few nights before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYsJOFyBUI/AAAAAAAAAik/acb1P2e1CLY/s1600/IMAG0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563682926575617346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYsJOFyBUI/AAAAAAAAAik/acb1P2e1CLY/s320/IMAG0603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYtmARNTsI/AAAAAAAAAjE/BzAPfqJmkL8/s1600/IMAG0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563684520593280706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYtmARNTsI/AAAAAAAAAjE/BzAPfqJmkL8/s320/IMAG0571.jpg" /&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;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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYtN5EMFyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/-WWYUOFCrmY/s1600/IMAG0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Isn't Christmas great? I goes for over a month and there is so much to do we never have to be bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good old Florida offers A LOT to do. Our neighbor had this lovely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; pig that made me laugh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I saw it. It even lit up at night. What more could you ask for? We went to downtown Disney a few times because they had very cute decorations and trees. Even some fake bubble snow (Gracie loved dancing in it). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYsjN8HHPI/AAAAAAAAAis/WhE2jngoFnE/s1600/IMAG0614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563683373211655410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYsjN8HHPI/AAAAAAAAAis/WhE2jngoFnE/s320/IMAG0614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYtOA9K8dI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZcCExEspDc4/s1600/IMAG0560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563684108460814802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYtOA9K8dI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZcCExEspDc4/s320/IMAG0560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYqb-QWUAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4v_NE-kptnw/s1600/IMAG0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563681049719230466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYqb-QWUAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4v_NE-kptnw/s320/IMAG0554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &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;Our kids did surprisingly well with Santa this year, but it really helps that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; is in our ward, so they see him all year round.  It is a good thing Gracie is not old enough to be at school telling kids that Santa goes to her church.  And who would want to forget out visit with Santa cow, oh the things we do for our kids' amusement.  Love it!!&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/5001502668930524167-6632359849594434660?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6632359849594434660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6632359849594434660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6632359849594434660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6632359849594434660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/few-nights-before-christmas.html' title='A few nights before Christmas'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TTYsJOFyBUI/AAAAAAAAAik/acb1P2e1CLY/s72-c/IMAG0603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8043876055157040209</id><published>2010-12-18T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:37:04.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea lions, tiger sharks and polar bears, oh my!</title><content type='html'>We LOVE Sea World!  Every year they let active duty military into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; parks for free one day. I had heard that they do a very fun Christmas time so we took full advantage of our free day there.  The shows are so much fun and the kids really liked seeing the live animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfulKbr6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/otPAor4u6kE/s1600/IMAG0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058431983824802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfulKbr6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/otPAor4u6kE/s320/IMAG0586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a snow wall by the polar bears and walrus tanks, my kids first chance at touching ice!&lt;br /&gt;Zach got a kick out of the manta rays petting tank.  He really liked playing in the water, but getting flipped with a ray fin was exciting too. Gracie was too scared to pet them.  They are so smooth and they were very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfuFCWXtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dyxGPhfYV20/s1600/IMAG0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058423359987410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfuFCWXtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/dyxGPhfYV20/s320/IMAG0581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;merry-go-round&lt;/span&gt; is all sea animals, we had to ride it a couple of times so we could ride all the different fish.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfu0u2VBI/AAAAAAAAAho/nK1rJsD9BoA/s1600/IMAG0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058436163097618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfu0u2VBI/AAAAAAAAAho/nK1rJsD9BoA/s320/IMAG0589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfuxYni0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/QLXQFPFtK_4/s1600/IMAG0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058435264547650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfuxYni0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/QLXQFPFtK_4/s320/IMAG0596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfueVwIwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/X6pxgy4zlZc/s1600/IMAG0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552058430152254210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfueVwIwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/X6pxgy4zlZc/s320/IMAG0583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also had a Polar Express display, Zach could have stayed by the train all day.  It was only for pictures though, but they did have a big boat the kids could play on and we spent a lot of time on that.  They also had a huge net play &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;structure&lt;/span&gt; that they kids just had to go on, so Stuart and I were crawling all around, I'm sure we looked pretty funny.  The grown ups also took a time out to do the big roller coasters they have.  Wow, they were really fun!!  It was such a fun day and let me just say again that we are so lucky to live where there is so much to do!  And I am so impressed with the Busch Gardens group for honoring the military, Stuart works so hard for our family and loves serving his country and it was so fun sharing this together as a family.&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/5001502668930524167-8043876055157040209?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8043876055157040209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8043876055157040209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8043876055157040209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8043876055157040209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/sea-lions-tiger-sharks-and-polar-bears.html' title='Sea lions, tiger sharks and polar bears, oh my!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzfulKbr6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/otPAor4u6kE/s72-c/IMAG0586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-9201578954746851796</id><published>2010-12-18T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:17:03.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had an uneventful Thanksgiving dinner, but we were lucky enough to have Stuart's family close enough to come share the day with us. We also took the kids to Tangled after dinner and they loved it! Even Zach sat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing, although a bag of M&amp;amp;M's helped a little with that. But we highly recommend this movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXBVOUmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/BM21hXeKajA/s1600/IMAG0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552055828205163106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXBVOUmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/BM21hXeKajA/s320/IMAG0525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXSvoNNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/N5wxHlqnOL4/s1600/IMAG0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552055832879314130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXSvoNNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/N5wxHlqnOL4/s320/IMAG0529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun having Stuart home for 4 days straight so we took advantage of this time and took a little trip up to Blue Springs, Florida. It was a really nice day and the water stays at a constant temp of 73 degrees and we were planning on swimming. But we found out that it is the manatee migrating season so no one is allowed in the water for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; protection, and to make matters worse we didn't even get to see any manatees. But it was still a very fun trip and the kids loved the wooden walking trails. We are so lucky to live somewhere that we can still travel and explore new places in November with nice weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXa8G14I/AAAAAAAAAhI/vblizXduVyU/s1600/IMAG0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552055835079137154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXa8G14I/AAAAAAAAAhI/vblizXduVyU/s320/IMAG0530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdWk4mN2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/hrprg0UTLxI/s1600/IMAG0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552055820568901474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdWk4mN2I/AAAAAAAAAgo/hrprg0UTLxI/s320/IMAG0523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdWzxnONI/AAAAAAAAAgw/DkUyXY0Lyd4/s1600/IMAG0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552055824566139090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdWzxnONI/AAAAAAAAAgw/DkUyXY0Lyd4/s320/IMAG0524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5001502668930524167-9201578954746851796?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9201578954746851796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=9201578954746851796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/9201578954746851796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/9201578954746851796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TQzdXBVOUmI/AAAAAAAAAg4/BM21hXeKajA/s72-c/IMAG0525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-776954644527024627</id><published>2010-11-08T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:59:33.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia9_9YJjI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W6dvyGlp8Z4/s1600/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537346131783591474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia9_9YJjI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W6dvyGlp8Z4/s320/DSC00827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween fun!  Gracie helped Daddy carve pumpkins this year.  Poor Zach missed it...next year he can help.  Gracie really liked helping but we could not convince her to eat a seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8X_SELI/AAAAAAAAAf0/8A52v3p6VMs/s1600/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537346103874293938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8X_SELI/AAAAAAAAAf0/8A52v3p6VMs/s320/DSC00802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8GCG0OI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-l4919lpIPs/s1600/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537346099054301410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8GCG0OI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-l4919lpIPs/s320/DSC00799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the chance to go to the Disney World Halloween party again, and it was great!  We always have so much fun, and even got to go with some friends this year!  Gracie was very excited to be a princess this year, Ariel to be exact.  Zach was Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt;, very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia9Rp05II/AAAAAAAAAgE/Q2WMzgSd7lw/s1600/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537346119353558146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia9Rp05II/AAAAAAAAAgE/Q2WMzgSd7lw/s320/DSC00818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8xMhLqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/WGyHwLNNDEQ/s1600/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537346110640696994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia8xMhLqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/WGyHwLNNDEQ/s320/DSC00809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the chance to stay late into the night at the Halloween party and trick or treat all over the park, so we went home with tons of candy.  Zach was so hocked up on candy he was just running around wild til about 11pm and then crashed.  Gracie took a quick nap and got a second wind so we ended up staying til midnight.  Fun times.  I actually end up having too much fun and forget to take more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We had a very fun night at a friends house on Halloween night, so the kids got to dress up one more time.  We trick or treated from room to room in the house and the kids loved it.  The also loved helping to answer the door all night.  We were over at this friends house yesterday and the doorbell rang and Gracie ran to the door asking "I wonder what they will be dressed up as".  It is hard to explain that Halloween does &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; end after celebrating it for a couple of weeks straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNiYhq2WrFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/iOoORfHDXEg/s1600/IMAG0466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537343446057397330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNiYhq2WrFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/iOoORfHDXEg/s320/IMAG0466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNiYhG6bz4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/KMLUgE58fYM/s1600/IMAG0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537343436410834818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNiYhG6bz4I/AAAAAAAAAfc/KMLUgE58fYM/s320/IMAG0464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;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;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/5001502668930524167-776954644527024627?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/776954644527024627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=776954644527024627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/776954644527024627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/776954644527024627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TNia9_9YJjI/AAAAAAAAAgM/W6dvyGlp8Z4/s72-c/DSC00827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2207445281784355226</id><published>2010-10-18T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:16:13.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm spoiled...</title><content type='html'>I finally got my computer back so I promised myself that when I did I would update the blog, so...&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;I am very spoiled. Back in January my high school friends started toying with the idea of having a mini high school reunion and I jumped on the idea. This not only gave me an opportunity to see some people that I haven't seen in years but also was an excuse to get back to California for a few days. So as I was planning my wonderful husband volunteered to take the kids and let me go by myself! I was in heaven...5 days to go and play with my very best friends with no kids are you kidding me. I think I floated on board the plane that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to eat at all my favorite California places which includes this ice cream, which I actaully have dreams about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAkhbUjHI/AAAAAAAAAec/Ek8grWnWb8g/s1600/IMAG0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529506176184913010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAkhbUjHI/AAAAAAAAAec/Ek8grWnWb8g/s320/IMAG0205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretended I was still a kid and we spent the day 6 flags going on all the big roller coasters over and over. And had a sleep over, do you know how long it has been since I had a sleep over?  It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlrNC-CI/AAAAAAAAAe0/tEo2fWaBt94/s1600/IMAG0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529506195989264418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlrNC-CI/AAAAAAAAAe0/tEo2fWaBt94/s320/IMAG0220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAkz3bTmI/AAAAAAAAAek/CJAUQ1b4FEw/s1600/IMAG0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529506181134634594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAkz3bTmI/AAAAAAAAAek/CJAUQ1b4FEw/s320/IMAG0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I talked Abby into going to Santa Cruz so I could remember what a west coast beach was like. The water was so cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlwS-feI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dWPHCIU5X3w/s1600/IMAG0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529506197356314082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlwS-feI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dWPHCIU5X3w/s320/IMAG0226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlZ3X04I/AAAAAAAAAes/-7PncfWNjuY/s1600/IMAG0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529506191334953858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAlZ3X04I/AAAAAAAAAes/-7PncfWNjuY/s320/IMAG0228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEdb1vioI/AAAAAAAAAfU/3pCq5Zd2yFU/s1600/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529510452472547970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEdb1vioI/AAAAAAAAAfU/3pCq5Zd2yFU/s320/DSC02739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is our mini reunion.  One of the best nights of my life.  I have the coolest, bestest friends.  Thanks for all for going and planning and putting me up!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEdEOWv2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/DsnQ7mHu0QI/s1600/DSC02738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529510446133329762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEdEOWv2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/DsnQ7mHu0QI/s320/DSC02738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEcse32nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dnwxbRu6_Ws/s1600/DSC02736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529510439760157298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzEcse32nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dnwxbRu6_Ws/s320/DSC02736.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-2207445281784355226?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2207445281784355226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2207445281784355226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2207445281784355226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2207445281784355226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-spoiled.html' title='I&apos;m spoiled...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TLzAkhbUjHI/AAAAAAAAAec/Ek8grWnWb8g/s72-c/IMAG0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7724113955047910137</id><published>2010-09-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:13:46.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacH3EgD7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/EkZCTDJrc7I/s1600/IMAG0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514266452617596850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacH3EgD7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/EkZCTDJrc7I/s320/IMAG0157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't feel like reading the earlier post...we went to Texas again for a few weeks. Fun times! My kids love the big house to run around in and my parents have a nice big yard they could play in. Although the mosquito's thought that Zach was an open buffet everyday, they still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacIpy39uI/AAAAAAAAAeE/biS3lTfiueI/s1600/IMAG0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514266466233874146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacIpy39uI/AAAAAAAAAeE/biS3lTfiueI/s320/IMAG0168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIac1jkx0TI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JYl4D4PR3hU/s1600/IMAG0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514267237658251570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIac1jkx0TI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JYl4D4PR3hU/s320/IMAG0166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the children's museum, which is very hands on. We didn't even get to half of the stuff before the kids were exhausted. I would be here every other day if we had one in Orlando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacI3YA5LI/AAAAAAAAAeM/BSMkRJAsKko/s1600/IMAG0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514266469879309490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacI3YA5LI/AAAAAAAAAeM/BSMkRJAsKko/s320/IMAG0180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we went swimming! My kids love swimming. The pool was like bath water because it was so hot, so not very refreshing, but at least we didn't have to worry about cold kiddos. I even got my mom to go off the diving board! It was a sad day when we headed back home, but we are finding more and more fun stuff to do there every time we go, so it gives us something to look forward to for our next trip!&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/5001502668930524167-7724113955047910137?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7724113955047910137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7724113955047910137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7724113955047910137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7724113955047910137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/texas-part-2.html' title='Texas part 2'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIacH3EgD7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/EkZCTDJrc7I/s72-c/IMAG0157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-878818981189152921</id><published>2010-09-07T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:59:04.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times in Texas...again</title><content type='html'>We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt; again...so more pics of our adventures there.  Stuart had to go to work for 2 and half weeks so I called my mom and packed the car and off we went.  The weather is pretty much the same in Houston as Orlando, so we didn't really get a break in the heat and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;humidity&lt;/span&gt;, but it was a nice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;treat&lt;/span&gt; to be with family.  We found some amazing parks out there, so the kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXwLIvR5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/-2PZx1J08TY/s1600/IMAG0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514261647640709010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXwLIvR5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/-2PZx1J08TY/s320/IMAG0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXv08_p-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/kv0Pl84J51U/s1600/IMAG0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514261641685870562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXv08_p-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/kv0Pl84J51U/s320/IMAG0120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXvA58MnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/knqcWKpMlqE/s1600/IMAG0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514261627714417266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXvA58MnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/knqcWKpMlqE/s320/IMAG0106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach loves playing with Grandma's toys.  We do not have a school bus that sings and you can ride around.  We also do not have tile that is nice and cool, but hard on the head when coming in wet from playing in the sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXwthUtJI/AAAAAAAAAds/f8pvTP0gh5w/s1600/IMAG0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514261656870630546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXwthUtJI/AAAAAAAAAds/f8pvTP0gh5w/s320/IMAG0153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We brought our big dog, but Zach is convinced that every dog is for lying on, even my parent's much smaller lab.  He was not as amused as our dog who is used to it.  He was a good sport though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXvY06hCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/bAYvOoLXf-E/s1600/IMAG0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514261634135786530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXvY06hCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/bAYvOoLXf-E/s320/IMAG0115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what happens when my kids get around the MAC counter in the mall.  I am in big trouble with Gracie, she loves everything make-up and already thinks she should be wearing lipstick when we go out.  It was nice that she shared though...&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;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/5001502668930524167-878818981189152921?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/878818981189152921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=878818981189152921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/878818981189152921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/878818981189152921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-times-in-texasagain.html' title='Fun times in Texas...again'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TIaXwLIvR5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/-2PZx1J08TY/s72-c/IMAG0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3568102546393938103</id><published>2010-07-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:49:47.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ1Nf4u_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/zlthLedBE7A/s1600/DSC02707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491947145688300530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ1Nf4u_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/zlthLedBE7A/s320/DSC02707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, I think it is one of my favorite holidays. Stuart was home for this fun holiday so we took a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;staycation&lt;/span&gt; and visited a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney world&lt;/span&gt; resort for the day. It was really fun, but it rained on us almost the whole weekend, so that was kind of a bummer. The fireworks show was great and the rain let up a little bit so we could go and watch it. Gracie was a little confused that the firework show was different then the one we see all the time at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney world&lt;/span&gt;, she kept asking when Tinkerbell was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ1eaqOKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/cTz6qDe5Wnc/s1600/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491947150229780642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ1eaqOKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/cTz6qDe5Wnc/s320/DSC02710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful that we live in a country that is free and my kids will always enjoy this freedom. We had a great day at church on Sunday singing a great patriotic hymn and learning the things we choose and we would not have this if we did not live in America. We are so lucky!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ19wxmWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7LoycZ__JI8/s1600/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491947158644037986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ19wxmWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/7LoycZ__JI8/s320/DSC02699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ2-4h06I/AAAAAAAAAcs/eA1ok7UgY-w/s1600/IMAG0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491947176124863394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ2-4h06I/AAAAAAAAAcs/eA1ok7UgY-w/s320/IMAG0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ2R2Ge1I/AAAAAAAAAck/tyL0VNK2nXU/s1600/IMAG0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491947164035087186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ2R2Ge1I/AAAAAAAAAck/tyL0VNK2nXU/s320/IMAG0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdR8pwCSgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zmQgvRJAv5s/s1600/IMAG0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491948373042940418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdR8pwCSgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zmQgvRJAv5s/s320/IMAG0072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It down poured on us while walking around the park.  It was a good time to call it a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdR8R-ivXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_pPlYgcXqQU/s1600/IMAG0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491948366661336434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdR8R-ivXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_pPlYgcXqQU/s320/IMAG0071.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3568102546393938103?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3568102546393938103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3568102546393938103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3568102546393938103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3568102546393938103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TDdQ1Nf4u_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/zlthLedBE7A/s72-c/DSC02707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2495154338787560805</id><published>2010-06-18T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:30:16.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A late Anniversary</title><content type='html'>As said before I am a bad Mom that is a little slow sometimes on getting things done, so this is another late post. A very special anniversary passed a few months ago and I was a little busy to post this on the actual date, or right month for that matter. But I have been wanting to do this for a while, and this is a big deal. The anniversary of Gracie's liver &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transplant&lt;/span&gt; was two years ago as of April 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year of Gracie's life was very eventful. The long and the short of it is she was born with a disease that caused her liver to fail and she was put on the donor list in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; of 2008. We had 2 false alarms with a possible liver which were very gut wrenching, but the surgeon wanted just the right liver to put into my sweet girl. It took almost three months for us to get "the call" because there is a national shortage of people on the donor list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-qfKRFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9FWzmEnOzy4/s1600/P1448396_display%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480527433684817586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-qfKRFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9FWzmEnOzy4/s320/P1448396_display%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Right before her transplant, don't adjust your color, she really was that yellow. She also had the flu she had gotten in the hospital so we weren't supposed to touch her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie was really sick before the surgery. We were so blessed in every step of this journey. We were able to have the surgery performed at a brand new, state of the art children's hospital, only an hour from where we lived. The staff at the hospital were amazing, many of the nurses became my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes by default since I was there for so long. And the liver team/specialists were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;phenomenal&lt;/span&gt;, again many of them becoming my friends to help us through this whole process. I used to wonder why we moved to Colorado when we had no job there and knew only one friend, but now I know that the Lord helped us be exactly where Gracie needed to be for her transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracie right after transplant, lots of tubes, but she already looks a little better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun2KiwESI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YxXuQE8ETME/s1600/P1455016_display%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484161520238596386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun2KiwESI/AAAAAAAAAbk/YxXuQE8ETME/s320/P1455016_display%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-rBhuLSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5yG-LP321eo/s1600/P1462636_display%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time I got to hold Gracie in almost 4 weeks. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-rBhuLSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5yG-LP321eo/s1600/P1462636_display%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480527442909998370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-rBhuLSI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5yG-LP321eo/s320/P1462636_display%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun2XBr5II/AAAAAAAAAbs/Lo4FSeSO8k8/s1600/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484161523589571714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun2XBr5II/AAAAAAAAAbs/Lo4FSeSO8k8/s320/DSC01894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some very interesting things that you learn or go through when you are dealing with a sick kid trial. (1) If there is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; that you will spend the night in the hospital, have a bag packed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; you husband will somehow find some underwear that does not fit and something that you have not worn since high school ( I had to borrow scrubs from the hospital on more then one occasion). (2) I could hear the helicopter anywhere I was in the hospital anytime because that could possible be a new liver coming in. (3) Family will do amazing things for you during your trails: My sister called every temple in the US to put &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gracie&lt;/span&gt; on the prayer lists and she said it was very fun to hear all the different accents. My Mom got on a plane with 2 hrs. notice to be by my side and some of my good friends spent the night with us on a very snowy night to wait out the 12 hour surgery to make sure everything went okay. (4) You hardly get any sleep in a hospital and no privacy. (5) You will make deals with God when you find out your child is going to die that you thought not possible. (6) There are some amazing people that volunteer at children's hospitals, like people that bring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; dogs, will read to your kids while you shower or eat and lots of groups that bring in dancing, singing and games. (7) Modern day miracles happen around us everyday, have faith the Lord will not forsake you. I could go on and on, I am a different person from that year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun1mgKVrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FOT9idHswhg/s1600/P1495378_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484161510564058802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBun1mgKVrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FOT9idHswhg/s320/P1495378_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Gracie had to have a crazy breathing contraption becuase she had fluid in her chest. It looks bad but it was so much better then the breathing tube again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reiterate&lt;/span&gt; to you that without the donor Gracie would not be alive today. There is a national shortage of organ donors in this country, so I ask you to please do this and talk to your family about it so they all understand your wishes ( they can provoke the rights to your organs after you are gone). This includes donating your blood as well, Gracie replaced almost all of her blood during her transplant and had other transfusions as well. I wanted to end with a little bit of the letter that we wrote to the family that we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; the liver from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the amazing surgeon that performed her transplant. He was incredible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-qgn2ovI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OpFqZsRDRSg/s1600/P1462634_display%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480527434077348594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-qgn2ovI/AAAAAAAAAbM/OpFqZsRDRSg/s320/P1462634_display%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can not begin to tell you how sorry I am for your loss. This sounds so simple and plain after your loss, but thank you. Thank you for your courage and strength. During the worst moment of your life you chose to think of someone else. I thank you for your example that you have set for me for the rest of my life. And I thank you for the miracle that you provided me and my family. I wish I could give you a big hug and let you meet my daughter. I promise you that someday you will see your child again and he will be strong and whole and perfect again. I will pray for your family always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBv-QlxlbMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/_SVJbhrFnsM/s1600/2010-04-28+12.42.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484256532225158338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TBv-QlxlbMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/_SVJbhrFnsM/s320/2010-04-28+12.42.29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Gracie toay, fun and healthy!&lt;/em&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/5001502668930524167-2495154338787560805?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2495154338787560805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2495154338787560805' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2495154338787560805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2495154338787560805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/late-anniversary.html' title='A late Anniversary'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA6-qfKRFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9FWzmEnOzy4/s72-c/P1448396_display%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-937313113227637240</id><published>2010-06-07T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:53:41.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little vice...</title><content type='html'>So I have a this vice that I am not really proud of, but is a guilty pleasure.  Now and then I like to watch the Real Housewives of...whatever.  It is not like I watch religiously, I don't even know when they air, but sometimes on a Sat. afternoon if the kids are out with dad and Bravo is showing a marathon I get a little lost in these women's lives.  I find it interesting how a lot of these women all know each other and because of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; money run in the same circles even though they are so different.    Although I am not so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; as to think that the show does not set up some "run-ins" to add drama.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA1jVezJbhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M2rbWEqfQpI/s1600/real_housewives_of_new_york_city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480145542275755538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA1jVezJbhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M2rbWEqfQpI/s320/real_housewives_of_new_york_city.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.entertainmentwallpaper.com/images/desktops/movie/tv_the_real_housewives_of_new_york_city01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuart is not crazy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; this show of course, but he made an interesting comment the other day after I was retelling him one of the fights; "wow, I guess all women have the same problems, no matter what their financial status or where they live."  And I am sad to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;think he&lt;/span&gt; is right, we as women can be the best to each other, being a shoulder to lean on, someone to gossip and laugh with and someone that will understand you.  But a woman can also ruin your self esteem, cut you down and make you hurt.  When I watch these shows, sometimes I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt; to see others going through these same problems as me.  Why do we do this to each other?  I really think that as women we really want to have friends, someone we can trust and depend on.  Someone that will forgive you if you say or do something they may not agree with, and someone that will never feel indifferent towards your feelings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never understand the emotion of indifference.  I drive my husband crazy by asking him all the time why someone could do that towards another person.  But when it comes from someone that you were friends with it really doesn't make sense.  I learned very quickly in the Navy that there are a lot of people out there that are only looking out for themselves, and so I didn't make a ton of girlfriends while in.  But being a few years older now I thought that would start to diminish.  I feel like I have so much more to learn about life and other people, but that is all part of the journey right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I would never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;emulate&lt;/span&gt; the lives of the women on this show, sometimes I do envy the confrontations they get to have with one another so they all know what cards everyone is holding.  And every now and then they work it out and can be friends again, what a nice thought.  It is such a silly thing to watch these shows and I promise I don't get too caught up in them, I just wish there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; a need to show how nasty we can be to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other, but them what would I watch on Saturday afternoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-937313113227637240?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/937313113227637240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=937313113227637240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/937313113227637240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/937313113227637240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-vice.html' title='A little vice...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TA1jVezJbhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M2rbWEqfQpI/s72-c/real_housewives_of_new_york_city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-4448629247439317267</id><published>2010-06-01T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:53:50.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatorland!</title><content type='html'>We had a fun Memorial day!  We went to the gator capitol of the world!  Who knew that it was right here in Orlando...just waiting for us to check it out.  I kept asking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Stuart&lt;/span&gt; why the Australia zoo wasn't the "capitol of the world" and it had to keep reminding me that those are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crocs&lt;/span&gt; down there...duh!  There were a ton of alligators at this place, I was a little nervous when you walk over them on a wooden bridge.  There were some really big ones too!  We got to watch some fun shows of gator wrestling, gator jumping and feeding some birds.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViTtBvHDI/AAAAAAAAAaM/y1vAtmGEOAc/s1600/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892612409990194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViTtBvHDI/AAAAAAAAAaM/y1vAtmGEOAc/s320/DSC00793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a small gator that the kids could have pet, but Gracie was not interested, but this fake one was fun to play on.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViVPjla8I/AAAAAAAAAas/DWEgkWlDUO0/s1600/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892638858636226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViVPjla8I/AAAAAAAAAas/DWEgkWlDUO0/s320/DSC00782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUgW68uI/AAAAAAAAAak/RQEBSDW8vu0/s1600/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892626189054690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUgW68uI/AAAAAAAAAak/RQEBSDW8vu0/s320/DSC00786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The petting zoo was a big hit with goats, cows and this llama.  We even got to feed the llama out of our hand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these gators are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for the jumping show to start, so they are waiting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; raw chicken.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUDvnc2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/y92-5LMQYIk/s1600/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892618508006242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUDvnc2I/AAAAAAAAAaU/y92-5LMQYIk/s320/DSC00791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUVugpbI/AAAAAAAAAac/VKWZuLHWaoQ/s1600/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477892623335204274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViUVugpbI/AAAAAAAAAac/VKWZuLHWaoQ/s320/DSC00789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were about 30 gators in this pond!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We even got to ride on a train, what a fun day.  We were very lucky to have Stuart home on this holiday to kick off the summer and get to spend the day together as a family.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-4448629247439317267?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4448629247439317267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=4448629247439317267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4448629247439317267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4448629247439317267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/gatorland.html' title='Gatorland!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/TAViTtBvHDI/AAAAAAAAAaM/y1vAtmGEOAc/s72-c/DSC00793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7923899449149362637</id><published>2010-05-26T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:33:45.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a very unexpected, but pleasant surprise and got to come out to Houston to visit my parents again. It is so fun to have the kids be so familiar with my parents and remember them so well. They didn't seem to care about there being a new house, they were more concerned about playing with the dog and being outside non-stop. There is a great yard for them to play in and a little pool, but the bugs had a hay day. Zach looks like he has chicken pox he has so many bites, poor guy. This trip was way too short and I don't know the next time we might make it out here, but it was very fun.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uOng22aI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ag1Ska5EdVs/s1600/IMG_0621%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475724288100587938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uOng22aI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ag1Ska5EdVs/s320/IMG_0621%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uPFtF5kI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tNqJBEe-mU8/s1600/IMG_0623%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475724296204969538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uPFtF5kI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tNqJBEe-mU8/s320/IMG_0623%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uP1uovEI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/y4s-dkS5z2M/s1600/IMG_0630%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475724309096348738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uP1uovEI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/y4s-dkS5z2M/s320/IMG_0630%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uRau3DXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vRJvzW0ejXY/s1600/IMG_0639%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475724336209268082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uRau3DXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/vRJvzW0ejXY/s320/IMG_0639%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uQmyAqCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SBwkLe-H_dM/s1600/IMG_0637%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475724322263836706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uQmyAqCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SBwkLe-H_dM/s320/IMG_0637%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-7923899449149362637?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7923899449149362637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7923899449149362637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7923899449149362637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7923899449149362637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-had-very-unexpected-but-pleasant.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S_2uOng22aI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ag1Ska5EdVs/s72-c/IMG_0621%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-207830991071623632</id><published>2010-05-10T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:29:27.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHdn3q__I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ob1zH-zuGCk/s1600/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469770690429911026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHdn3q__I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ob1zH-zuGCk/s320/DSC02678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally took pictures of the kids in thier Easter outfits. We are in big trouble with Gracie... I did not tell her to pose like that. And she walks around church holding her dress like &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHdf3jmhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8VWZGZWiZRk/s1600/DSC02676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469770688281942546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHdf3jmhI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8VWZGZWiZRk/s320/DSC02676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that. Well at least she will keep us on our t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHc9fkkyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yeHwtsNdUhE/s1600/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469770679054537506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHc9fkkyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yeHwtsNdUhE/s320/DSC02673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oes right?&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/5001502668930524167-207830991071623632?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/207830991071623632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=207830991071623632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/207830991071623632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/207830991071623632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-finally-took-pictures-of-kids-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S-iHdn3q__I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ob1zH-zuGCk/s72-c/DSC02678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2323261630343829552</id><published>2010-04-24T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T17:01:04.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGzcseyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QdU95WqopZE/s1600/0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463858224378444578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGzcseyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QdU95WqopZE/s320/0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGLPRjLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0eeH-1maHnI/s1600/0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463858213584735410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGLPRjLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0eeH-1maHnI/s320/0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OFXgc2c8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/bN50zTo9_Oc/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little brother is getting ready to go on a mission, so I was able to fly out to Houston and see him before he takes off to California for 2 years. I was able to come out without the kids (wow!), what a good husband I have! We have &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGcrtRSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FyJl0OqhNoE/s1600/0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463858218267395362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGcrtRSI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FyJl0OqhNoE/s320/0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;been having a great weekend together and we were just trying to remember the last time we were all together just the orignal Woodwards. &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/5001502668930524167-2323261630343829552?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2323261630343829552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2323261630343829552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2323261630343829552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2323261630343829552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S9OGGzcseyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QdU95WqopZE/s72-c/0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-490774929332583302</id><published>2010-04-19T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:12:31.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning...these boys are taken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqMANa7BI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9zq7WDMCwBE/s1600/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461927571285011474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqMANa7BI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9zq7WDMCwBE/s320/DSC00752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Stuart had his dress blues out for a ceremony and oh how my heart melts when I see him in this uniform. Sorry, but these are the best looking of any of the services dress uniforms! I had also bought this little outfit for Zach a while ago hoping to get the two of them together in it, and it finally happened! Stuart was a little sad he couldn't find all his ribbons, but our window of getting a happy baby was short...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461927556719118818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqLJ8pCeI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ej3e7nqUimU/s320/DSC00742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461927591356848674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqNK-62iI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n5bldS6_ji4/s320/DSC00745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461927554039545794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqK_9x_8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/M6_XVPoZmQo/s320/DSC00749.JPG" /&gt;They are pretty good looking boys if I say so myself and it was fun to see them together. Stuart is hoping that the kids will follow in our footsteps with the military, but Gracie can't because of her transplant and I don't think they have a special job for princess of the ship, so she is not interested. I am hoping for a dentist out of Zach but he is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with the trash can, so we may have a garbage man in our future! Stuart gives up one weekend a month to still do the Navy reserves and he really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; loves it, so although it is hard for him to be working during our precious weekends, I know he is doing such an important thing. And every now and then I get perks like seeing him in his uniform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-490774929332583302?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/490774929332583302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=490774929332583302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/490774929332583302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/490774929332583302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/warningthese-boys-are-taken.html' title='Warning...these boys are taken!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8yqMANa7BI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9zq7WDMCwBE/s72-c/DSC00752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2569487595727323304</id><published>2010-04-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:09:18.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go to the park...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iLlZh3nnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ucDH6WMOK9Q/s1600/SSPX0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460768022811090546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iLlZh3nnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ucDH6WMOK9Q/s320/SSPX0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iLEoMEd5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/FXaxiO8trGM/s1600/SSPX0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460767459810506642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iLEoMEd5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/FXaxiO8trGM/s320/SSPX0151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally stopped being so lazy and downloaded all the pictures from my phone onto my computer. So warning, some of these are old pictures, but still worth sharing. Plus after much thought and talking to my Mom I have decided that since this is my blog and my diary for right now, I am going to put what I want to look at and not worry so much about anyone else. I am so selfish, right? So unlike a middle child like myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The kids love the water faucet at this park, the poor dog never gets his turn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764836916794866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iIr9JelfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-Bi68XsvYjA/s320/SSPX0129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764831954745458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iIrqqbuHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/JIjdN88ODrY/s320/SSPX0124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracie is telling me "no more pictures Mommy". She is not my sweet little baby anymore, that is for sure!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764845847783170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iIseaypwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/uhO4xOMLcwc/s320/SSPX0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764828912014530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iIrfU_VMI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5wKHIvQIiOw/s320/SSPX0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764025579663314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iH8urob9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IIcI5EopXng/s320/SSPX0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460764007029107170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iH7pk1aeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/B1HBaGybelI/s320/SSPX0045.jpg" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/5001502668930524167-2569487595727323304?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2569487595727323304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2569487595727323304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2569487595727323304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2569487595727323304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-go-to-park.html' title='Let&apos;s go to the park...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S8iLlZh3nnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ucDH6WMOK9Q/s72-c/SSPX0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-9194672436945169431</id><published>2010-04-07T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:09:47.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Baskets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y8RKcyAeI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uvjz9wsvesc/s1600/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457443851515068898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y8RKcyAeI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uvjz9wsvesc/s320/DSC00713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y7-VFksbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/44TlBiEJ2vU/s1600/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457443527953002930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y7-VFksbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/44TlBiEJ2vU/s320/DSC00714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the baskets from Stuart's Mom. Lots of candy and toys, fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-9194672436945169431?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9194672436945169431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=9194672436945169431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/9194672436945169431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/9194672436945169431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-baskets.html' title='Easter Baskets'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y8RKcyAeI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uvjz9wsvesc/s72-c/DSC00713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1484458063293889210</id><published>2010-04-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:02:18.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>So I'm a bad mom...I know this but am constantly reminded by other people's blogs. I did not take cute Easter pics of my kids this year and truth be told I didn't even get them a special outfit. I know, you are probably shaking your head with unbelief...and how I keep my kids is a shock to me too! But we didn't have traditional church this year on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; so I really didn't see the point, but we are having out Easter program this Sunday so maybe I will take pics then and since you are all my good friends you will forgive and forget...right? We did however go over to my mother-in-laws house for a fun BBQ and kids had a great time. She did baskets, so I am kind of glad that I slacked off, we have candy coming out of our ears! And I am not really on board with the whole presents for Easter thing, but she made up for that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457439379652154754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y4M3dlFYI/AAAAAAAAAVc/OIlfdDiwV7E/s320/DSC00718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zach is riding a fun toy at Grandma's house.  She has to coolest stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let them play in a new sprinkler toy and they weren't super excited about that, but they did like watching it. That's right, it was warm enough to play outside in swimsuits. And I saw some people had snow...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, sounds good to me. We will definitely try it again when it gets even hotter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuart surprised Max and Gracie with the sprinkler.  I love how Max is running away, sorry it's not the greastest picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457439364378606514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y4L-kFO7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/nIvnroXfrqo/s320/DSC00719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zach did not really want to get wet, he would rather venture over to the neighbors house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457439349580732482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y4LHb_mEI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CdQF8zEaLs0/s320/DSC00721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457439353662803314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y4LWpPDXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YQzV02dUcvw/s320/DSC00720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracie is watching the sprinkler from a safe distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun, relaxing Easter this year spent with family. I was together with some women of different faiths a few days before Easter and it was great to hear their take on Easter but I really noticed that they focused on the death of Christ, and yes I know that this is a huge part of the story, but I am more touched by the story of Christ in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gethsemane&lt;/span&gt; and how he was willing to take on the sins of the world so we could someday live with him and our Heavenly Father if we just repent and follow him. &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/5001502668930524167-1484458063293889210?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1484458063293889210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1484458063293889210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1484458063293889210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1484458063293889210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S7y4M3dlFYI/AAAAAAAAAVc/OIlfdDiwV7E/s72-c/DSC00718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6495555136257860402</id><published>2010-03-26T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:10:48.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBlcYcdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ygwTPAHk_LY/s1600/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452972969604706770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBlcYcdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ygwTPAHk_LY/s320/DSC02636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is a little late, but I liked some of these pics...so I wanted to put them up.  I went to Disney World again for my birthday this year and once again Stuart was out of town.  That makes 5 years in a row for anyone keeping score...oh wait, that is probably just me.  So a sweet friend checked us in for free and we were able to make it a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBaU2m1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/avG8B1eABZI/s1600/DSC02637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452972966620339026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBaU2m1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/avG8B1eABZI/s320/DSC02637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids love the play lands scattered all over the park, so it was a very laid back day.  Waiting in line with 2 kids along is not an e&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;asy&lt;/span&gt; task to rides were pretty much off the to do list.  We did go on Gracie's favorite ride, It's a small World and about 5 minutes in the ride broke and we sat there for 15 minutes.  Of course the song did not break...my Dad shuttered when he heard this story.  The kids didn't mind of course and it fun to be stuck right by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt; and the can-can girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBBkpKoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZAX3ly9ECnw/s1600/DSC02645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452972959975680642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBBkpKoI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZAX3ly9ECnw/s320/DSC02645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and I by the Castle, Zach was passed out by this time...it was a fun day.  So I am a year older and a little wiser too.  I can't believe how fast this year went by, I still feel like we just moved here and I was pregnant.  I really hope this year is filled with growth and adventure, but mostly a lot of time with my family near and far and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6495555136257860402?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6495555136257860402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6495555136257860402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6495555136257860402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6495555136257860402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-birthday.html' title='Another Birthday...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S6zaBlcYcdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ygwTPAHk_LY/s72-c/DSC02636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6422422907044692170</id><published>2010-03-16T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:47:45.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7q6dYM_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/DO4wM2Ic9eg/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449350788807144434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7q6dYM_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/DO4wM2Ic9eg/s320/DSC00699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7qujHGMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/p0JYH3kQTLs/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449350785609963714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7qujHGMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/p0JYH3kQTLs/s320/DSC00695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7qGGQijI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oJO_INztysE/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449350774751529522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7qGGQijI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oJO_INztysE/s320/DSC00698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7phJqEmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-HmfZvOcYX8/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449350764833673826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7phJqEmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-HmfZvOcYX8/s320/DSC00697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7pA8tt3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BCPH-mRI6sU/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449350756189452146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7pA8tt3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/BCPH-mRI6sU/s320/DSC00694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my babies are 2 weeks apart, and although I really don't like combining the parties (I always had to share with my sisters and resented it), they are so young and don't know yet.  So we had a BBQ and some cupcakes and called it good.  Zach was not too impressed with his cupcake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it fell apart too easily, but he had a good time with the frosting.  Gracie really liked that the cupcakes came with rings on them...she had to wear them all.  She really wanted the princess cupcakes but I had to remind her that she was sharing with Zach, so we compromised with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt;.  Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6422422907044692170?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6422422907044692170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6422422907044692170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6422422907044692170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6422422907044692170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S5_7q6dYM_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/DO4wM2Ic9eg/s72-c/DSC00699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-514162741835127276</id><published>2010-02-19T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:37:16.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracie's goes to Red Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3905bSHuGI/AAAAAAAAATI/0pYG67mGd14/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3905bSHuGI/AAAAAAAAATI/0pYG67mGd14/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195404811974754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904wrPVdI/AAAAAAAAATA/OqxP4vK7Ajk/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904wrPVdI/AAAAAAAAATA/OqxP4vK7Ajk/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195393374606802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904RsEauI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FfbVSyV_wBU/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904RsEauI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FfbVSyV_wBU/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195385056586466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904BIoYYI/AAAAAAAAASw/k_5PPzx3sZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3904BIoYYI/AAAAAAAAASw/k_5PPzx3sZQ/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195380612981122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39037Xlz4I/AAAAAAAAASo/uZD-OKnm6UM/s1600-h/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39037Xlz4I/AAAAAAAAASo/uZD-OKnm6UM/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195379065114498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents took us to Red Robin for Gracie's birthday dinner.  Burgers and fries are her favorite food, as well as ice cream so what a winner.  Plus they had balloons, so she was very happy!  It didn't scare her this year when they sang to her like it did last year, so that was good.  She was very spoiled this year and got a homemade quilt from Meemaw this year, lucky girl!  It is beautiful and we can't wait to take it home and put it on her own bed.  Hmmm...we are very sad to be going home after such a good trip, but all good things must end right?  We will have to start planning another trip soon, we all had such a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-514162741835127276?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/514162741835127276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=514162741835127276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/514162741835127276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/514162741835127276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/gracies-goes-to-red-robin.html' title='Gracie&apos;s goes to Red Robin'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3905bSHuGI/AAAAAAAAATI/0pYG67mGd14/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6846969971178313522</id><published>2010-02-19T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:17:15.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uyrMmzpI/AAAAAAAAASg/qf5QeqGuTFo/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uyrMmzpI/AAAAAAAAASg/qf5QeqGuTFo/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440188691754962578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had the chance to go to the zoo.  I know, we got to do so much fun stuff besides hang out with family...what a good family we have!  The zoo was very fun  The fish were a big hit of course.&lt;br /&gt; There was a petting zoo, but those pictures are on my camera so there will probably be a zoo 2 post.  It was a nice and sunny day so a perfect day to get out and play.  Alex was a very good sport to go out with us and push a stroller.  There was also a tube that ran through the pirahna tank, so it was very fun to go into.  I was a little surprised that we got Gracie to go in, but she followed Alex once she saw him inside.  Zach kept going back for more, I finally had to drag him away.  I distracted him with the bats, which is also liked.  What a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uyPPmiGI/AAAAAAAAASY/e14xuh5q9B8/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uyPPmiGI/AAAAAAAAASY/e14xuh5q9B8/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440188684251334754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39ux_KuaOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XOV3zbOnRWE/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39ux_KuaOI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XOV3zbOnRWE/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440188679935912162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uxc3AfLI/AAAAAAAAASI/DI1aUju8vlo/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uxc3AfLI/AAAAAAAAASI/DI1aUju8vlo/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440188670726405298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6846969971178313522?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6846969971178313522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6846969971178313522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6846969971178313522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6846969971178313522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/houston-zoo.html' title='Houston Zoo'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39uyrMmzpI/AAAAAAAAASg/qf5QeqGuTFo/s72-c/IMG_0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7019608477507169422</id><published>2010-02-19T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:10:12.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Texas Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39ftRfGVxI/AAAAAAAAASA/Jer6d3Pm_lw/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39ftRfGVxI/AAAAAAAAASA/Jer6d3Pm_lw/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440172106279442194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fszfJ5kI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ecoG4Yx5qQc/s1600-h/IMG_0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fszfJ5kI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ecoG4Yx5qQc/s320/IMG_0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440172098226611778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fsSV58UI/AAAAAAAAARw/ye-2v5LA09k/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fsSV58UI/AAAAAAAAARw/ye-2v5LA09k/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440172089329447234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fsPZo_lI/AAAAAAAAARo/D43oZRyO_k0/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39fsPZo_lI/AAAAAAAAARo/D43oZRyO_k0/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440172088539807314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39frkLPiZI/AAAAAAAAARg/fTsrwDoxsVA/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39frkLPiZI/AAAAAAAAARg/fTsrwDoxsVA/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440172076936694162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach at Galveston, Texas the first Saturday that we were here.  It was pretty chilly, but the kids did not seem to mind at all.  Zach was having the time of his life, and got soaked in the process.  I realized while playing with him that this was the first time that he has gone to the beach and played in the water.  Sad to say since we live in Florida, but true.  Gracie was having a very good time helping to throw the ball for Rio, she thought it was great that he would go way out in the waves and swim back.  Max is not the biggest swimmer, he is pretty heavy.  So it was a good time for all and it will be very fun to take them back tot water when their feet aren't bright red from cold after 5 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-7019608477507169422?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7019608477507169422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7019608477507169422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7019608477507169422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7019608477507169422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas-beach.html' title='A Texas Beach'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S39ftRfGVxI/AAAAAAAAASA/Jer6d3Pm_lw/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3666546284304171672</id><published>2010-02-16T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:56:45.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Houston Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taa7X-ggI/AAAAAAAAARY/cANhkALYPGU/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taa7X-ggI/AAAAAAAAARY/cANhkALYPGU/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040393641361922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taafgzDII/AAAAAAAAARQ/uTrZwkI45VE/s1600-h/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taafgzDII/AAAAAAAAARQ/uTrZwkI45VE/s320/IMG_0342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040386162166914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZ4hamiI/AAAAAAAAARI/uGNJImLawQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZ4hamiI/AAAAAAAAARI/uGNJImLawQ4/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040375695776290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZmtY_qI/AAAAAAAAARA/13CTJDfAJBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZmtY_qI/AAAAAAAAARA/13CTJDfAJBQ/s320/IMG_0375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040370914164386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZCK2ZoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/I2OYpBv7fP4/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taZCK2ZoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/I2OYpBv7fP4/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439040361105614466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, it has been cold and rainy here, so we have been indoors a lot.  With indoors have come lots of movies, books and some fun inside play with playdoh.  It was good o have a good run through here to see how well Gracie played with it before I get some at home.  I was very worried about my carpet and her eating it, but she did pretty good.  Zach likes to smoosh it in his hands, but then it goes right to the mouth of course.  She mostly likes us to make things for her and then she gets to pound them down into nothing.  I think Grandpa taught her this.&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun playing at a mall one day, thank goodness for indoor playgrounds!  The kids also like my parent's dog, Rio.  Gracie espcially likes chasing him around, which he is not happy about, but he is a very good sport when she sits on him.  She misses Maxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3666546284304171672?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3666546284304171672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3666546284304171672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3666546284304171672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3666546284304171672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-houston-pictures.html' title='More Houston Pictures'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3taa7X-ggI/AAAAAAAAARY/cANhkALYPGU/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1885249124530707227</id><published>2010-02-16T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:20:34.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0TZLZIqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4CXdztS7VtA/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0TZLZIqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4CXdztS7VtA/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438998482760835746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we got the opportunity to visit my family in Houston Texas for a couple of week and boy have we been having fun!  They have a big house so the kids have loved having lots of room to run around, which has been a great since it has been rainy and cold here.  Not that I am complaining, it has been a great break from the never ending heat of Florida. &lt;br /&gt;Zach decided that an empty milk carton was more fun than any toy brought out for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0THfL2WI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kNkcuJWli1I/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0THfL2WI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kNkcuJWli1I/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438998478012012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0SGMO2II/AAAAAAAAAQY/OIG_P_xFocg/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0SGMO2II/AAAAAAAAAQY/OIG_P_xFocg/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438998460484212866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also walking on the dinner table was a big hit for some reason!  Oh what they get away with at Grandpas house!&lt;br /&gt;And lots of fun singing.  Gracie loves singing, so she was not apprehensive at all about going to a new nursery while here, she saw the play kitchen and knew there would be singing, so she was sold.  It is so nice hen you don't have to deal with a crying child in a new ward.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love a little boy in overalls, they are just too cute!  And my mom commented that he looked very Texan in his overalls.  Now all he needs is some boots and a hat and we may have to leave him here.  Although Daddy may not be too happy about that arrangement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-1885249124530707227?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1885249124530707227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1885249124530707227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1885249124530707227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1885249124530707227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-we-got-opportunity-to-visit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S3s0TZLZIqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/4CXdztS7VtA/s72-c/IMG_0345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8255942787678631383</id><published>2010-01-08T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:21:22.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've been Zach attacked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0getsqJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/irQTlr8EbOw/s1600-h/_MG_4310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619521598684066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0getsqJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/irQTlr8EbOw/s320/_MG_4310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619522740289890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0getw6VgWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/g2i3xKzbakA/s320/_MG_4182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424619511849315922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0getIVublI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hi-UMwLM3eg/s320/_MG_4200.jpg" /&gt;There is not much I can say about Zach, except what a cutie!  And he always has his mouth open, we say he is like a shark, just circling around looking for something to get in his mouth.  Read earlier post about this little piggie!  This little boy used to have major meltdowns and it was a little frustrating, but with the help of my sister we figured out that he is allergic to milk...so now a much happier baby, nut not always a happy mommy without her ice cream and yogart.  But it is all worth it to get a sweet smile like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-8255942787678631383?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8255942787678631383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8255942787678631383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8255942787678631383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8255942787678631383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/youve-been-zach-attacked.html' title='You&apos;ve been Zach attacked!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0getsqJ-6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/irQTlr8EbOw/s72-c/_MG_4310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-662866208497909369</id><published>2010-01-08T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:27:51.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2_ycOOtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-Q_Xa7hXGIM/s1600-h/_MG_4152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424575851923389138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2_ycOOtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-Q_Xa7hXGIM/s320/_MG_4152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2_YLv9sI/AAAAAAAAAPw/evXRR1pMZg4/s1600-h/_MG_3967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424575844874974914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2_YLv9sI/AAAAAAAAAPw/evXRR1pMZg4/s320/_MG_3967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2-9ik4bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Tf0M_0C6-ms/s1600-h/_MG_4172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424575837722960306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2-9ik4bI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Tf0M_0C6-ms/s320/_MG_4172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took some family pictures for Christmas and had a lot of fun playing around at the park.  Which was a very good idea for the kids, fun distraction make for better pictures.  These are some of my favorites of Gracie.  She was having a great time, and as you can tell she is all over the place.  And you have to love the polk-a-dot dress, it even has matching panties.  Oh what would I do with out my little girl to dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-662866208497909369?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/662866208497909369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=662866208497909369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/662866208497909369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/662866208497909369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-amazing-grace.html' title='Our amazing Grace'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/S0f2_ycOOtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-Q_Xa7hXGIM/s72-c/_MG_4152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1791505836750978007</id><published>2009-12-31T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:30:52.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szz4FK7UdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vd5hvdb5NvY/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480819163428242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szz4FK7UdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vd5hvdb5NvY/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szz3-0iE07I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WzV_QULSniQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421480710072751026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szz3-0iE07I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WzV_QULSniQ/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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; &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;We went to Disneyworld a few days before Christmas so Stuart's mom could see all the lights and these are two of my favorite pictures from that day.  It looks nice and cold right?  Wrong, it was warm and humid, but at least it looked like Christmas everywhere.  And Stuart and I actually got to go on a ride together!  It was very fun to ride a roller coaster with my husband and not a stranger.  It's pretty embarrasing when you accidently grab the arm of the person beside you!&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/5001502668930524167-1791505836750978007?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1791505836750978007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1791505836750978007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1791505836750978007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1791505836750978007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-went-to-disneyworld-few-days-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szz4FK7UdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vd5hvdb5NvY/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2306538826634673595</id><published>2009-12-30T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T08:37:45.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA33Te8AI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gDVbDXSR8qM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068273697353730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA33Te8AI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gDVbDXSR8qM/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA3TSnoGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ljhm7Qy77EY/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068264030052450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA3TSnoGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ljhm7Qy77EY/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA3Wn4cLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/MToxNWht90c/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421068264924541106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA3Wn4cLI/AAAAAAAAAOI/MToxNWht90c/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dumb and can't figure out how to get the picture of Zach to turn, but I love these pictures showing my piggy children. Zach is a total pig, he will try anything and gets mad if you don't feed him fast enough. It is fun giving him new foods and a little refreshing after our picky little eater, Miss Grace. They also love to sit right in front of the fridge, which I don't really understand but probably because that is where all the action is in the house. At least they are sitting together nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-2306538826634673595?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2306538826634673595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2306538826634673595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2306538826634673595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2306538826634673595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dumb-and-cant-figure-out-how-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SzuA33Te8AI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gDVbDXSR8qM/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-742095869519889393</id><published>2009-12-30T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T08:05:06.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new friends for a princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szt5qiIoFVI/AAAAAAAAANo/KrxX1-3fw40/s1600-h/SSPX0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060348094977362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szt5qiIoFVI/AAAAAAAAANo/KrxX1-3fw40/s320/SSPX0291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szt5qfHqTwI/AAAAAAAAANg/IilRZQjFXM4/s1600-h/SSPX0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060347285622530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szt5qfHqTwI/AAAAAAAAANg/IilRZQjFXM4/s320/SSPX0292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie gets so excited when she sees these statues at Downtown Disney.  It is fun that she thinks these are just as good as seeing the real princesses at the park and free!  Now when we go though she always stops and poses waiting for me to take pictures.  Oh what a ham!&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/5001502668930524167-742095869519889393?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/742095869519889393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=742095869519889393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/742095869519889393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/742095869519889393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-new-friends-for-princess.html' title='Some new friends for a princess'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Szt5qiIoFVI/AAAAAAAAANo/KrxX1-3fw40/s72-c/SSPX0291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2406726494420072860</id><published>2009-11-18T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:48:17.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCJGW2VI/AAAAAAAAANI/sCCctYwik20/s1600/DSC02603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405562037786302802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCJGW2VI/AAAAAAAAANI/sCCctYwik20/s320/DSC02603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that Zach is on the move he is having fun finding things on the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course everything you find must go into your mouth for further examination.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCVhF4nI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nnKuBD8SlGc/s1600/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405562041119662706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCVhF4nI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nnKuBD8SlGc/s320/DSC02604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes that doesn't always work out for the best!  Oh lets hope out of lemons, my sweet boy learns to make lemonnade.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCkdZPgI/AAAAAAAAANY/m4qT1104r2g/s1600/DSC02605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405562045130685954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCkdZPgI/AAAAAAAAANY/m4qT1104r2g/s320/DSC02605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5001502668930524167-2406726494420072860?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2406726494420072860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2406726494420072860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2406726494420072860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2406726494420072860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-that-zach-is-on-move-he-is-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwRqCJGW2VI/AAAAAAAAANI/sCCctYwik20/s72-c/DSC02603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-4800208840026075108</id><published>2009-11-16T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:33:25.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwG2wjomlKI/AAAAAAAAANA/JpV6mGq_dGY/s1600/SSPX0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404801973136823458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwG2wjomlKI/AAAAAAAAANA/JpV6mGq_dGY/s320/SSPX0274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwG2wfttOcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wRwa8wE-M2o/s1600/SSPX0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404801972084488642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwG2wfttOcI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wRwa8wE-M2o/s320/SSPX0275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuart was being a very nice Daddy and bought Gracie some chocolate while we were running errands and she fell asleep while holding the chocolate and much have scratched her face.  This is pretty funny.  And yes the very nice Daddy cleaned up the mess too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-4800208840026075108?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4800208840026075108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=4800208840026075108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4800208840026075108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4800208840026075108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/stuart-was-being-very-nice-daddy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SwG2wjomlKI/AAAAAAAAANA/JpV6mGq_dGY/s72-c/SSPX0274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-905641383680440957</id><published>2009-11-03T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:39:11.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiEfZWSII/AAAAAAAAAMw/LBnNJ_l9hvg/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399994151248218242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiEfZWSII/AAAAAAAAAMw/LBnNJ_l9hvg/s320/DSC00456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiEAPMYvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uDr8j1vpJzQ/s1600-h/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399994142884127474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiEAPMYvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uDr8j1vpJzQ/s320/DSC00449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture totally cracks me up.  Roar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiDZ-3y_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/wySXO_m67CA/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399994132615121906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiDZ-3y_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/wySXO_m67CA/s320/DSC00444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie has decided that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt; would be her broom.  Max is thrilled.  Notice Mr. Zach standing up on his own with the help of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiDBmmM3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/J5999cR7xHY/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399994126070854514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiDBmmM3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/J5999cR7xHY/s320/DSC00439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see Mom is exhausted from the week of festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did take some pictures when the trick or treating was over because we were so sad to see the very cute costumes be put away. Thanks Mom! Here's to next year when we will have 2 crazy little trick or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt; on the loose.&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/5001502668930524167-905641383680440957?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/905641383680440957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=905641383680440957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/905641383680440957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/905641383680440957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCiEfZWSII/AAAAAAAAAMw/LBnNJ_l9hvg/s72-c/DSC00456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7063935330625366661</id><published>2009-11-03T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:29:16.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdw4GYoxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EQKhfny3S3g/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399989416235672338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdw4GYoxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EQKhfny3S3g/s320/DSC00410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Disney World Halloween party this year with Stuart's Mom.  It was very fun, I wish we could have gone back another night, Gracie had so much fun watching all the action we didn't have time to take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxVXHyDI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8jnmR4TMffI/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399989424090499122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxVXHyDI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8jnmR4TMffI/s320/DSC00421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxgyzAPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8wHbAXTJlpY/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399989427159367922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxgyzAPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8wHbAXTJlpY/s320/DSC00426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and Zach watching the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxP7H_KI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BItHeAQoa_s/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399989422630894754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdxP7H_KI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BItHeAQoa_s/s320/DSC00413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie was pretty excited about being a witch, all though of course we had to tell her that it was a princess witch.  She caught on pretty quickly that if she said trick or treat she would get some candy.  I sometimes wonder how long it is going to take for her to start talking, but candy is a pretty good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;motivator&lt;/span&gt; because by the end of the night she could say it and repeatedly asked us afterwards if she could go trick or treating.  I am sure that a lot of kids are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potty&lt;/span&gt; trained in the month of November &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of all the excess candy around the house as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incentive&lt;/span&gt;, of course we are still working on that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a trunk or treat and a small party to go to with costumes but of course we were running around like crazy those days so the camera was forgot at home.  Gracie of course did not forget how to say trick or treat!&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;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/5001502668930524167-7063935330625366661?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7063935330625366661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7063935330625366661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7063935330625366661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7063935330625366661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/disney-halloween.html' title='Disney Halloween'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SvCdw4GYoxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EQKhfny3S3g/s72-c/DSC00410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-4763879797013698689</id><published>2009-10-22T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:37:57.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry go round</title><content type='html'>So I wanted to do a long post about all our trips to Disney World, but since that still hasn't happened, I might as well do a bunch of little ones and maybe they will actually get done.  We are so lucky to live so close to this very fun place.  I am sure it will get old eventually, but not yet and the kids love it.  We were very fortunate that Stuart got a very part time job there so he can get us in free a couple of times a year and one of sweet friends has helped us with our small obsession with going about once a month. &lt;br /&gt;So I took Gracie on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;merry go round&lt;/span&gt; a year ago on my birthday, and she cried the whole time, I guess the moving horses were too much.  I didn't get a picture because I was there alone, but it was pretty sad.  But last month she said she wanted to go on it again, so we took her and you can see the big smiles.  It doesn't hurt that it is right behind the castle, so she gets a pretty good look at that while riding the horses.  Zach seems to like it too, so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkikudb-I/AAAAAAAAALw/Qxy_1r57TgM/s1600-h/Oct09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395493267470905314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkikudb-I/AAAAAAAAALw/Qxy_1r57TgM/s320/Oct09+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkiG13xVI/AAAAAAAAALo/R982KvQUGRA/s1600-h/Oct09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395493259448927570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkiG13xVI/AAAAAAAAALo/R982KvQUGRA/s320/Oct09+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkhwSi31I/AAAAAAAAALg/73RAB3DtaG8/s1600-h/June09+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395493253395177298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkhwSi31I/AAAAAAAAALg/73RAB3DtaG8/s320/June09+145.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-4763879797013698689?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4763879797013698689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=4763879797013698689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4763879797013698689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4763879797013698689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry go round'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SuCkikudb-I/AAAAAAAAALw/Qxy_1r57TgM/s72-c/Oct09+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1468696168168170404</id><published>2009-10-07T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:16:07.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not giving up on blogging!</title><content type='html'>So I am always very bummed when I read people say they are done blogging. I really enjoy reading people's blogs and seeing new pics every now and then. Many people have moved on, but I wish they would update at least once in a while for those of us that still like reading blogs. So with that said, I would be a hypocrite if I didn't update. I can't believe it has been so long...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SUL205KI/AAAAAAAAALI/QSXQ_tt3anM/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389984467021784226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SUL205KI/AAAAAAAAALI/QSXQ_tt3anM/s320/DSC00289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after many attempts to get pictures of us dressed in our Sunday clothes after church, and having grumpy, hungry kids, we snapped this before church.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SUWeFTRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QCVjFqVmIw4/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389984469870791954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SUWeFTRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/QCVjFqVmIw4/s320/DSC00294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zach doesn't like his bath or anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SVGEvwRI/AAAAAAAAALY/xprSW3j99co/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389984482649424146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SVGEvwRI/AAAAAAAAALY/xprSW3j99co/s320/DSC00290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Stuart thinks this pictures is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Gracie is using &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt; as a pillow, but it is pretty funny to see such a big dog up on a small couch too.&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/5001502668930524167-1468696168168170404?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1468696168168170404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1468696168168170404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1468696168168170404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1468696168168170404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-giving-up-on-blogging.html' title='Not giving up on blogging!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Ss0SUL205KI/AAAAAAAAALI/QSXQ_tt3anM/s72-c/DSC00289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3327785976829915738</id><published>2009-08-27T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:35:21.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdBAMNgPOI/AAAAAAAAALA/96Fl5Db9qbs/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374836151823645922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdBAMNgPOI/AAAAAAAAALA/96Fl5Db9qbs/s320/DSC00269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the reasons that we went to Utah was to bless Zach and my niece while we were all together.  It was great to have our loved ones in the circle for Zach's blessing and he got through the whole thing without crying.  It was also very neat because my brother was also able to be in the circle with Stuart and my Dad and brother-in-law, so it really was a great family experience.  It really gives me an eternal perpective when I see all my immediate family there together.  Plus the babies looked so cute in their white outfits, what more can you ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA_jKa-VI/AAAAAAAAAK4/H_dGnhG0kvY/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374836140804864338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA_jKa-VI/AAAAAAAAAK4/H_dGnhG0kvY/s320/DSC00268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach was pretty much done being in his white outfit, but Elly was all smiles as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA_Z1QvTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x08zLgbTP0M/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374836138300194098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA_Z1QvTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x08zLgbTP0M/s320/DSC00261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For some reason it is almost impossible to get Gracie to smile for us in a picture.  She always looks so serious or sad.  She really does smile, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA-qwiIEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yiWD9MWjOjM/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374836125663895618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdA-qwiIEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/yiWD9MWjOjM/s320/DSC00258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3327785976829915738?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3327785976829915738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3327785976829915738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3327785976829915738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3327785976829915738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-blessing.html' title='Baby blessing'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpdBAMNgPOI/AAAAAAAAALA/96Fl5Db9qbs/s72-c/DSC00269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3649109600879399981</id><published>2009-08-27T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:56:46.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip to Utah is over and it went by way too fast. We were so busy doing fun stuff it is no wonder. Gracie got to go to a petting zoo and ride a pony. Stuart got to ride some ATVs with my brother up in the beautiful mountians, and I got to ride a jet ski for the first time. It was so much fun, although getting thrown off the jet ski was not as fun and graceful as I thought it would be. And of course we got to spend time with my family which was also a good time. Hmmm...nothing like a family reunion in the heart of summer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkTubzdQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vqC-3dNABVA/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374734232846562562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkTubzdQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vqC-3dNABVA/s320/DSC02513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkTQGnIRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ADKRQHfgwHA/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374734224704610578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkTQGnIRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ADKRQHfgwHA/s320/DSC02509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkUMJq2jI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_mvj6BVkQhc/s1600-h/DSC02520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374734240823564850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkUMJq2jI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_mvj6BVkQhc/s320/DSC02520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkUUMX0cI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KOEcc8Uyexo/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374734242982384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkUUMX0cI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KOEcc8Uyexo/s320/DSC02537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5001502668930524167-3649109600879399981?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3649109600879399981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3649109600879399981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3649109600879399981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3649109600879399981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-utah.html' title='More Utah'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SpbkTubzdQI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vqC-3dNABVA/s72-c/DSC02513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3494165827049558908</id><published>2009-08-20T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:51:54.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mnZ-IwBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J655dw0EsoU/s1600-h/DSC02498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372273863927840786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mnZ-IwBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J655dw0EsoU/s320/DSC02498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been lucky enough this year to get together with my family in Park City, Utah for a mini family reunion.  It has been great.  We got a much needed break from the heat of Florida, and some fun times with my family.  We went to the Utah zoo for a day where Gracie got to ride the merry-go-round twice (so 2 different animals), and a little train!  It was a very fun day.  I can't believe how quickly this week is going by, but I guess all vacations feel this same way.  More to come with more activities planned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mm39wKKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n4ZL5BA2tGA/s1600-h/DSC02494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372273854799423650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mm39wKKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n4ZL5BA2tGA/s320/DSC02494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mmQAr9BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uMahVi_srr8/s1600-h/DSC02487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372273844074312722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mmQAr9BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/uMahVi_srr8/s320/DSC02487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4ml-VyM9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SQHDdVlCfmw/s1600-h/DSC02486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372273839330964434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4ml-VyM9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SQHDdVlCfmw/s320/DSC02486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3494165827049558908?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3494165827049558908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3494165827049558908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3494165827049558908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3494165827049558908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/utah-trip.html' title='Utah trip'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/So4mnZ-IwBI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J655dw0EsoU/s72-c/DSC02498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-5890276885074274709</id><published>2009-08-12T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:01:17.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend's blog</title><content type='html'>My good friend back in Colorado Springs is having a fun givaway on her blog, check it out:  piggybacktothepeak.blogspot.com  And for those from Colorado, her blog is very fun to look for new restuarants and fun hikes to take!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-5890276885074274709?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5890276885074274709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=5890276885074274709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5890276885074274709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5890276885074274709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-blog.html' title='Friend&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-158401949284906611</id><published>2009-08-10T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:22:23.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next stop...Milan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qxxU_1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zPSB9CzWeJE/s1600-h/June09+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368569667182198610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qxxU_1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zPSB9CzWeJE/s320/June09+117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; going and finding shoes to put on, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; it be her shoes, my shoes, Stuart's shoes or even the babies socks.  I think she walks in high heels better then I do!  I keep telling my friends that everyone needs to have a girl, so you get some funny moments like these, all though chances are we will see this again when Zach starts walking too.  And of course those will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;photographed&lt;/span&gt; and shared as much as possible as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qnExitI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9BrEZz1uRtk/s1600-h/June09+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368569664310971090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qnExitI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9BrEZz1uRtk/s320/June09+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qbhvUzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NGLWBu5Rf0s/s1600-h/June09+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368569661211235122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qbhvUzI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NGLWBu5Rf0s/s320/June09+116.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-158401949284906611?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/158401949284906611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=158401949284906611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/158401949284906611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/158401949284906611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/next-stopmilan.html' title='Next stop...Milan'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SoD9qxxU_1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zPSB9CzWeJE/s72-c/June09+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-4590131193731439428</id><published>2009-07-19T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:51:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOxADZMLRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BM_9U70tA78/s1600-h/DSC02444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360322595970100498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOxADZMLRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BM_9U70tA78/s320/DSC02444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOw_82UlAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Pee6ECoDyiA/s1600-h/DSC02452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360322594213237762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOw_82UlAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Pee6ECoDyiA/s320/DSC02452.JPG" /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOw_uROr4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/eAK3QwHIkHc/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360322590299565954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOw_uROr4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/eAK3QwHIkHc/s320/DSC02437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOxXC483LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oNN0-2QSeBA/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360322990971870386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOxXC483LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oNN0-2QSeBA/s320/DSC02436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be the only one that thinks these pictures are cute, but they are. And who can pass up a chance to catch a baby while sleeping.&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/5001502668930524167-4590131193731439428?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4590131193731439428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=4590131193731439428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4590131193731439428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4590131193731439428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/zach-pictures.html' title='Zach pictures'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOxADZMLRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BM_9U70tA78/s72-c/DSC02444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-727418336895244267</id><published>2009-07-19T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:46:04.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOtjOMYUaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AbMLWcMxtg8/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318802118070690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOtjOMYUaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AbMLWcMxtg8/s320/DSC02450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't really do anything fun for the 4th but the kids had these cute outfits, so I had to take some pics.  Gracie is scarred of the fireworks but because she has seen them at Disney World she points at them and says "Mickey, Mickey."  The little things that I hope I won't forget.  Although I would never say I would keep her this age, wow 2 year olds are tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOtiz4-nbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ak4SdEtmyiQ/s1600-h/DSC02448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318795057372594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOtiz4-nbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ak4SdEtmyiQ/s320/DSC02448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-727418336895244267?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/727418336895244267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=727418336895244267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/727418336895244267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/727418336895244267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-part-2.html' title='4th of July part 2'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SmOtjOMYUaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AbMLWcMxtg8/s72-c/DSC02450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3724963685514525151</id><published>2009-07-05T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:47:34.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlgqKtifI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2PcBB7XcxpE/s1600-h/DSC02284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355173043669666290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlgqKtifI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2PcBB7XcxpE/s320/DSC02284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlf9rx-gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3Mc0pGHnnDk/s1600-h/marypic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355173031728773634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlf9rx-gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3Mc0pGHnnDk/s320/marypic.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlgN8kEnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cO-xkHfsSjc/s1600-h/home+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355173036094132850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlgN8kEnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cO-xkHfsSjc/s320/home+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlftQpOkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gHfAcUs7SlU/s1600-h/writing+a+postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355173027319986754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlftQpOkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gHfAcUs7SlU/s320/writing+a+postcard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I think the 4th of July has always been one of my favorite holidays! I loved being outside and the potlucks when I was little. And I love the fireworks and patriotic music even today. I have read a lot of books about other countries and the struggles that people have that do not live in a free land and have no say about their lives. How blessed we are to live here in the United States. I did not always enjoy being in the military but I do enjoy the pleasure of saying that I did serve for out country to help preserve our freedoms and rights. I hope we never take these freedoms for granted or our right to vote and have our voice heard.&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/5001502668930524167-3724963685514525151?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3724963685514525151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3724963685514525151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3724963685514525151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3724963685514525151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SlFlgqKtifI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2PcBB7XcxpE/s72-c/DSC02284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6618736595720701611</id><published>2009-06-26T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:10:28.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SkVG2gLuEQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iYQp3jUpPYU/s1600-h/June09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351761634365673730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SkVG2gLuEQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iYQp3jUpPYU/s320/June09+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This lion outfit was a gift and too cute, so I wanted to get a picture before Zach grows out of it.  Gracie thinks it is pretty cool too.  She comes up and pets Zach when he is wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SkVG2V5yy9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/638FJpyyZqA/s1600-h/June09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351761631606131666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SkVG2V5yy9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/638FJpyyZqA/s320/June09+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuart thought it was a good idea to give Gracie her own peanut butter and this is the result.  It is pretty funny.  It got worse because she began rubbing it all over her arms and face.  Luckily it was a great time for bathtime.  If only we could all enjoy our food this much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6618736595720701611?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6618736595720701611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6618736595720701611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6618736595720701611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6618736595720701611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-lion-outfit-was-gift-and-too-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SkVG2gLuEQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iYQp3jUpPYU/s72-c/June09+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-90719116044512418</id><published>2009-06-04T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:25:38.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Augustine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirROewahI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mSqZeN9V-Zw/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343709270308317714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirROewahI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mSqZeN9V-Zw/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the chance to spend the day in St. Augustine, Florida.  It is the oldest town in the U.S, so lots of fun history to learn.  We toured the oldest fort where Gracie got very comfortable with the cannons, to her father's glee.  It was a fun day for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRz2LMmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mlkKlqpHZgk/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343709280338653794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRz2LMmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mlkKlqpHZgk/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRgP0n5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/VC6HxVDHmTQ/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343709275077517202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRgP0n5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/VC6HxVDHmTQ/s320/DSC00124.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/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRcxQh6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/xk0punpPupE/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343709274144016290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirRcxQh6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/xk0punpPupE/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-90719116044512418?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/90719116044512418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=90719116044512418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/90719116044512418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/90719116044512418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-augustine.html' title='St. Augustine'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiirROewahI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mSqZeN9V-Zw/s72-c/DSC00115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1238452580101985062</id><published>2009-06-04T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:15:09.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioLblRErI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kTNjhrUIURU/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343705872211186354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioLblRErI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kTNjhrUIURU/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioLAUpDkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XITk-eGV1vQ/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343705864893697602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioLAUpDkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XITk-eGV1vQ/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioK6EXgzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cYiB5F0LOqg/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343705863214826290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioK6EXgzI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cYiB5F0LOqg/s320/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girl knows how to eat ice cream!  And she loves her baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how big everyone is getting.  Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioKZYmk1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/KOpnXHmHRmA/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343705854441329490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioKZYmk1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/KOpnXHmHRmA/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5001502668930524167-1238452580101985062?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1238452580101985062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1238452580101985062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1238452580101985062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1238452580101985062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-months-old.html' title='3 months old'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SiioLblRErI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kTNjhrUIURU/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-5423353274453956017</id><published>2009-05-23T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:14:18.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgujoNCl4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBevblDSwGo/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339068547870136194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgujoNCl4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBevblDSwGo/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Shguj47wXgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VpaGpzXOmbc/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339068552361041410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Shguj47wXgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VpaGpzXOmbc/s320/DSC00105.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;This is the first smile I got on camera.  I can't believe how fast time is going, he is two months in these pictures!  What a keeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-5423353274453956017?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5423353274453956017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=5423353274453956017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5423353274453956017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5423353274453956017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-first-smile-i-got-on-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgujoNCl4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/iBevblDSwGo/s72-c/DSC00104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-7071822433608753399</id><published>2009-05-23T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:00:47.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our gentle giant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgqY7bF6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZvwwKXstzQg/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339063966004275746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgqY7bF6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZvwwKXstzQg/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well Maxx is now out numbered, so he is resolved to being a new best friend.  He prefers them asleep though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgqYXGWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/M3XuCAzttVs/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339063956253595794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgqYXGWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/M3XuCAzttVs/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-7071822433608753399?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7071822433608753399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=7071822433608753399' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7071822433608753399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/7071822433608753399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-gentle-giant.html' title='Our gentle giant'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/ShgqY7bF6iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZvwwKXstzQg/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-916037776711185648</id><published>2009-05-05T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:50:50.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SgEIzCLR4PI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VyN2Qmgqs80/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332553106633908466" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SgEIzCLR4PI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VyN2Qmgqs80/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SgEIy6Rz8TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OnqC2szREK4/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332553104513823026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SgEIy6Rz8TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OnqC2szREK4/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got Gracie a little Princess outfit with shoes and all.  She loved it even though she doesn't look that excited in the camera.  She just knows I want her to smile, so she won't.  Oh the joy of having a two year old.&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/5001502668930524167-916037776711185648?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/916037776711185648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=916037776711185648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/916037776711185648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/916037776711185648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-princess.html' title='Little Princess'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SgEIzCLR4PI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VyN2Qmgqs80/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2294012504260073821</id><published>2009-05-04T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:02:38.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sf-4zgBhR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/E6f2XmGrHzA/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332183678739105682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sf-4zgBhR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/E6f2XmGrHzA/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our family right after church on Easter. Gracie was not very happy with us, so we didnt' get the greatest picture. But of course she looked really cute in her dress! And Gracie helping to dye eggs! Fun of course but she just wanted to drink the water and eat the eggs...that's my girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332183690665682482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sf-40MdCZjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FfMHvkAr4nI/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332185258973531026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sf-6Pe2xC5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/87ht54ckIdY/s320/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-2294012504260073821?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2294012504260073821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2294012504260073821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2294012504260073821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2294012504260073821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sf-4zgBhR5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/E6f2XmGrHzA/s72-c/DSC00068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-848602977955042409</id><published>2009-03-08T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:09:32.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5wGjqN4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_5sW5AOKz6M/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003727877519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5wGjqN4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_5sW5AOKz6M/s320/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5wERJlWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MpvEqAb_wyE/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003727263012194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5wERJlWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MpvEqAb_wyE/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5vtbBExI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7NXw-DZqeLQ/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003721130382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5vtbBExI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7NXw-DZqeLQ/s320/DSC00033.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/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5vJHa70I/AAAAAAAAAEk/WdNgCJ8aB_E/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003711384514370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5vJHa70I/AAAAAAAAAEk/WdNgCJ8aB_E/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-848602977955042409?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/848602977955042409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=848602977955042409' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/848602977955042409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/848602977955042409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SbR5wGjqN4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_5sW5AOKz6M/s72-c/DSC02317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6240120790076750435</id><published>2009-03-08T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:11:22.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little boy!!</title><content type='html'>Introducing our new little one...Zachary Andrew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pitre&lt;/span&gt;. He was born on March 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, weighing 8 lbs 11 oz and was a little over 21 inches long. He came out with eyes open and looking around at everyone, so hopefully this is a good sign that he will be very insightful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;curious&lt;/span&gt;. Gracie is doing good with him, she loves giving him kisses but is not too thrilled about sharing her blankets with him. If anyone has any advice on a new sibling, I am all ears! The name Zachary means "God has remembered" and I really feel like the Lord knows my family very personally and all our needs. We are so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6240120790076750435?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6240120790076750435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6240120790076750435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6240120790076750435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6240120790076750435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-little-boy.html' title='Our little boy!!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1274301561671229009</id><published>2009-02-27T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:32:08.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahbzdhY1yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/97MBGDMQJRM/s1600-h/DSC02293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307593100512253730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahbzdhY1yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/97MBGDMQJRM/s320/DSC02293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I can't believe that Gracie is 2 now. She had a good birthday with singing and cake and even a balloon of Minnie mouse! MeeMah also spoiled her with a new wardrobe, so that has been a lot of fun...hopefully some more pictures to come of that! Gracie is getting so big and runs everywhere and tries new words out everyday. I can't believe a year ago we were in the hospital on her birthday getting a broviac placed and just hoping and praying that we would get the phone call for a new liver...that didn't come for two more months. She is a brand new little girl and it is so fun to watch her get bigger and better all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-1274301561671229009?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1274301561671229009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1274301561671229009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1274301561671229009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1274301561671229009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-2.html' title='The big 2!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahbzdhY1yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/97MBGDMQJRM/s72-c/DSC02293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-4712953607062358331</id><published>2009-02-27T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:27:07.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singin' in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahanVybUEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yljEkvjgRes/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307591792766177346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahanVybUEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yljEkvjgRes/s320/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sahan4IL9FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2Oxdd-qfUKI/s1600-h/DSC02272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307591801984250962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/Sahan4IL9FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2Oxdd-qfUKI/s320/DSC02272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie was having a good old time in this rain puddle, so I had to get some pics!&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/5001502668930524167-4712953607062358331?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4712953607062358331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=4712953607062358331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4712953607062358331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/4712953607062358331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/singin-in-rain.html' title='Singin&apos; in the rain'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SahanVybUEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yljEkvjgRes/s72-c/DSC02281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8878405663598113625</id><published>2009-02-03T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:45:15.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SYis1K29QOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ToGiUt8R1XI/s1600-h/marybday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298674991049294050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SYis1K29QOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ToGiUt8R1XI/s320/marybday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am now officially 30, but my dad said this was his favorite decade (although this probably changes with every decade he goes through), so I am looking forward to it. Plus everyone was so sweet on face book with well wishes, that I really don't mind my birthday! Stuart was out of town so Gracie and I headed over to Disney World since you get in free on your birthday! What a deal! It was really fun and of course Gracie had fun seeing the parade and the castle. She is already into the princesses, all on her own accord, so that is interesting. Stuart even taught her how to say princess, which &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; really cute. So here's to 30 and goodbye to my 20's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-8878405663598113625?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8878405663598113625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8878405663598113625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8878405663598113625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8878405663598113625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SYis1K29QOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ToGiUt8R1XI/s72-c/marybday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-502422037570335743</id><published>2009-01-11T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:13:39.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqKpy2n_wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wrrx8Ax_IR8/s1600-h/DSC02269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193162930224898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqKpy2n_wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wrrx8Ax_IR8/s320/DSC02269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqKptXZO6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/2zscfHecTHA/s1600-h/DSC02268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193161457056674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqKptXZO6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/2zscfHecTHA/s320/DSC02268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right, we are at the beach in Jan.  I guess that is why some people love living in Florida.  We had a really good time and Gracie even went in the water a little bit.  It was a little cold, so once she fell down in it she was pretty much done.  It was very fun and relaxing though, and a beautiful day together before Stuart left for Mississippi.&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/5001502668930524167-502422037570335743?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/502422037570335743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=502422037570335743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/502422037570335743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/502422037570335743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-beach.html' title='A day at the beach...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqKpy2n_wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wrrx8Ax_IR8/s72-c/DSC02269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3617263159426423158</id><published>2009-01-11T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:09:56.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ1hpw2GI/AAAAAAAAADs/vMPmZId7wYg/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290192264959678562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ1hpw2GI/AAAAAAAAADs/vMPmZId7wYg/s320/DSC02263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ1X5x4vI/AAAAAAAAADk/bnnzOXKLLf8/s1600-h/DSC02260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290192262342501106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ1X5x4vI/AAAAAAAAADk/bnnzOXKLLf8/s320/DSC02260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ0Vk58rI/AAAAAAAAADc/b__qIaDsir0/s1600-h/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290192244538208946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ0Vk58rI/AAAAAAAAADc/b__qIaDsir0/s320/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie in her Christmas dress, very cute of course.  I actually bought this last year so I was so lucky she still fit in it.  She just got these Elmo slippers (thank you after holiday clearance!) and I thought they were pretty funny.  She says Elmo almost the same as she says momma, so you really have to listen or it is confusing.&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/5001502668930524167-3617263159426423158?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3617263159426423158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3617263159426423158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3617263159426423158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3617263159426423158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/gracie-in-her-christmas-dress-very-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqJ1hpw2GI/AAAAAAAAADs/vMPmZId7wYg/s72-c/DSC02263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3971755546235335705</id><published>2009-01-11T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:04:12.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Disney pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqIOTPBLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/uqcGlNxxDVk/s1600-h/DSC02242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290190491562880386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqIOTPBLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/uqcGlNxxDVk/s320/DSC02242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie does not like seeing the characters up close, even when it is a dog like Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqIONr9eyI/AAAAAAAAADM/wxtcKdf-CPg/s1600-h/DSC02249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290190490073660194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqIONr9eyI/AAAAAAAAADM/wxtcKdf-CPg/s320/DSC02249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to wake Gracie up to get this shot, but it was a pretty night with the castle all lite up for Christmas.  We really aren't obsessed with Disneyworld, or rich, Stuart works here part time and gets us in for free, so why not do something as a family for free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3971755546235335705?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3971755546235335705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3971755546235335705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3971755546235335705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3971755546235335705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-disney-pics.html' title='Late Disney pics'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SWqIOTPBLYI/AAAAAAAAADU/uqcGlNxxDVk/s72-c/DSC02242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-5337504902623972962</id><published>2009-01-06T11:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:38:07.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my birthday month, so that is why the backround is so festive.  And to anyone else that has a birthday this month, then Happy Birthday to you as well...it's a good month to celebrate!  My husband will miss my birthday this year, but this is the third year in a row so I guess it is now a tradition with us.  But I am not complaining because he will be working and we are so thankful for that right now.  Oh and Happy New Year to all, I hope this year is great for everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-5337504902623972962?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5337504902623972962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=5337504902623972962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5337504902623972962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/5337504902623972962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-my-birthday-month-so-that-is-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3341998981797533266</id><published>2008-12-16T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:27:43.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgORo3O_wI/AAAAAAAAAC8/M-YKhPx3Q6A/s1600-h/dec08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280486259281559298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgORo3O_wI/AAAAAAAAAC8/M-YKhPx3Q6A/s320/dec08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made a new cookie recipe, do you think Gracie liked them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgORQqn0NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wQLr8Yss8RQ/s1600-h/dec08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280486252786208978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgORQqn0NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wQLr8Yss8RQ/s320/dec08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom sent this new advent calender which we all love.  It didn't take Gracie long to figure out what went inside the pockets.  Notice the super nice "florida/tropical" furniture in our living room.  The theme is thru out the whole house.  I know you guys are pretty jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgOSBcrTJI/AAAAAAAAADE/nFP5ISIx9_Q/s1600-h/dec08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280486265881054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgOSBcrTJI/AAAAAAAAADE/nFP5ISIx9_Q/s320/dec08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the festival of lights at Disney Studios and it was beautiful.  The lights dance along with music every now and then.  Gracie was not quite sure if she liked all the noise and movement, but it was really fun.  And they had snow machines, so that was really nice to remember our white Christmas of years past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3341998981797533266?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3341998981797533266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3341998981797533266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3341998981797533266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3341998981797533266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-made-new-cookie-recipe-do-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SUgORo3O_wI/AAAAAAAAAC8/M-YKhPx3Q6A/s72-c/dec08+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3718685247701302621</id><published>2008-12-06T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:10:51.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generous Friends</title><content type='html'>I was just going thru Gracie's drawers and taking out outfits that she no longer fits in and exchanging them for the next size up, and I am amazed at how many cute outfits she has.  This may sound strange, but the reason this takes me aback is because I have probably only bought her about 3 outfits of the old and the new.  Almost all of of clothes have been donated by friends that were "cleaning out their closets", but what a great blessing for us!  I can not say thank you enough to all of these people that were so willing to drop off boxes of clothes and toys and you may think it a small thing, but it really was an answer to prayer for us.  I can't wait for the day when I can give these cute clothes to someone else starting their family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3718685247701302621?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3718685247701302621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3718685247701302621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3718685247701302621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3718685247701302621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/generous-friends.html' title='Generous Friends'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8730230570495697442</id><published>2008-11-30T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:34:59.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/STMB4CPF9yI/AAAAAAAAACs/e79KSxmAyRU/s1600-h/thanksgiving08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274561650765461282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/STMB4CPF9yI/AAAAAAAAACs/e79KSxmAyRU/s320/thanksgiving08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/STMB2q5TdLI/AAAAAAAAACk/nxj8Hjc8iaU/s1600-h/thanksgiving08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274561627320186034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/STMB2q5TdLI/AAAAAAAAACk/nxj8Hjc8iaU/s320/thanksgiving08+009.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;Meemah sent Gracie her very own pillow with a puppy on one side and a fish on the other.  Gracie loves it (even though she wouldn't smile for the picture)  and drags it around with her, and she has to show it to me every morning first off when she wakes up.  Very fun gift, thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-8730230570495697442?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8730230570495697442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8730230570495697442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8730230570495697442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8730230570495697442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/meemah-sent-gracie-her-very-own-pillow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/STMB4CPF9yI/AAAAAAAAACs/e79KSxmAyRU/s72-c/thanksgiving08+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3691785955629688854</id><published>2008-11-20T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:09:45.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess it is about time that I let the cat out of the bag...for some reason it has taken me a long time to be ready to share this exciting news but we are having another baby!  We are excited, it is just crazy to think that I will have two little ones to care for.  And we found out last week that it is going to be a boy!  That is also a little overwhelming as I wanted another little girl, but it will be a new adventure and Stuart is very excited to be having a boy.  He is due around mid March so here's hoping to an ontime baby and a quick, uneventful delivery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-3691785955629688854?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3691785955629688854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3691785955629688854' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3691785955629688854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3691785955629688854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-guess-it-is-about-time-that-i-let-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6027418352848295453</id><published>2008-11-07T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:09:16.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SRUQV-76YYI/AAAAAAAAACc/wN3h6NkSSao/s1600-h/nov08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266133309137248642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SRUQV-76YYI/AAAAAAAAACc/wN3h6NkSSao/s200/nov08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and mom got bored one evening, so we were playing with the camera.  Check out the tank top on Gracie in Nov.  That's right it is still  hot and humid here, hopefully it will cool down for the holiday or it just won't seem like Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-6027418352848295453?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6027418352848295453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6027418352848295453' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6027418352848295453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6027418352848295453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/gracie-and-mom-got-bored-one-evening-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SRUQV-76YYI/AAAAAAAAACc/wN3h6NkSSao/s72-c/nov08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-8734362722004117684</id><published>2008-10-31T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:47:08.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuY4gv8wxI/AAAAAAAAACU/cpYjkUPHcX0/s1600-h/halloween08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263468686143701778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuY4gv8wxI/AAAAAAAAACU/cpYjkUPHcX0/s200/halloween08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuYn2lxI-I/AAAAAAAAACM/DuwEikYsDGk/s1600-h/halloween08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263468399948800994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuYn2lxI-I/AAAAAAAAACM/DuwEikYsDGk/s200/halloween08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuYYYb8MoI/AAAAAAAAACE/YhSCPfTLmHs/s1600-h/halloween08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263468134156481154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuYYYb8MoI/AAAAAAAAACE/YhSCPfTLmHs/s200/halloween08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were fortunate enough to go to the Disney World Halloween party last night. It was a lot of fun with all the villians walking around the park and a special parade just for Halloween. They also had trick or treating booths around the park so we loaded up on lots of candy. Stuart had to work tonight so Gracie and I are in charge of answering the door. The dog doesn't like it much and I don't think Gracie likes giving away the candy, but she sure is cute in her costume (thanks Meemaw). Hopefully next year she will be able to say trick or treat. Well Happy Halloween to all!&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/5001502668930524167-8734362722004117684?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8734362722004117684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=8734362722004117684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8734362722004117684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/8734362722004117684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQuY4gv8wxI/AAAAAAAAACU/cpYjkUPHcX0/s72-c/halloween08+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-2479741638750798930</id><published>2008-10-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:45:19.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfbiCarIyI/AAAAAAAAABc/I7zLVD_I9Eg/s1600-h/seaworld08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416067416498978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfbiCarIyI/AAAAAAAAABc/I7zLVD_I9Eg/s200/seaworld08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfbhzyMu2I/AAAAAAAAABU/a7gt_LQESUA/s1600-h/seaworld08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262416063488637794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfbhzyMu2I/AAAAAAAAABU/a7gt_LQESUA/s200/seaworld08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found out that Seaworld was offering free admittance for military so we had a fun afternoon checking out Shamu. Stuart picked our seats and said he did not notice the "splash zone" signs everywhere, so as you can see in my picture I am soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-2479741638750798930?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2479741638750798930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=2479741638750798930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2479741638750798930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/2479741638750798930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-found-out-that-seaworld-was-offering.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfbiCarIyI/AAAAAAAAABc/I7zLVD_I9Eg/s72-c/seaworld08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-3593687744436372864</id><published>2008-10-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:36:04.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfYxUHJJPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YsJcSPbsHUY/s1600-h/California08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262413031329572082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfYxUHJJPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YsJcSPbsHUY/s320/California08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is a little old but wanted to share...Gracie and I went to California this summer for a few weeks and Gracie loved playing on the beach of Lake Tahoe.&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/5001502668930524167-3593687744436372864?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3593687744436372864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=3593687744436372864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3593687744436372864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/3593687744436372864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-picture-is-little-old-but-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQfYxUHJJPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YsJcSPbsHUY/s72-c/California08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-6854129051312005826</id><published>2008-10-27T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:15:02.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQZYgHzZHyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CRO8ncZEggM/s1600-h/seaworld08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261990523502665506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQZYgHzZHyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CRO8ncZEggM/s320/seaworld08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents were so kind to let us use thier timeshare for a week, but since Stuart is new at his job we couldn't go far, so luckily Florida is the vacation capital.  So we had a fun week in Orlando by all the theme parks and hanging out by the pool.  Gracie had a lot of fun playing.&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/5001502668930524167-6854129051312005826?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6854129051312005826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=6854129051312005826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6854129051312005826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/6854129051312005826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/mini-vacation.html' title='Mini vacation'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdM38VX5xhg/SQZYgHzZHyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CRO8ncZEggM/s72-c/seaworld08+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5001502668930524167.post-1009249616438010740</id><published>2008-10-27T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:35:53.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>Gracie has started walking around the house like a champ.  She falls a lot and forgets to look ahead of herself when walking, but she is pretty proud of herself.  She still won't go far outside of the house, but it is coming, I can tell.  In some ways it is great to be free of always holding her or her hand, but on the other side of that she can now go wherever she wants whenever she can get away.  She also figured out how to open the front door, so it has to stayed locked or she will be a free baby on the run.  It is very fun to watch her get around on her own.  Now we need to work on talking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5001502668930524167-1009249616438010740?l=thepitrefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1009249616438010740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5001502668930524167&amp;postID=1009249616438010740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1009249616438010740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5001502668930524167/posts/default/1009249616438010740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepitrefamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12874497459572015629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
