<?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-4888359563691065934</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:12:36.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thompson Crew</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6055844955439084918</id><published>2011-03-26T22:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:26:02.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Football Game</title><content type='html'>Wade's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grampy&lt;/span&gt; D (Clay's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stepdad&lt;/span&gt; Ken) travels with work and is often in Houston. Which Wade LOVES!! One day last September Ken, who played football for Texas in college, got tickets to the Texas vs. Rice football game here in Houston. He was here with work and he flew Hunter (Clay's youngest brother) in for the game. Wade got to go to the game with the boys and had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-hWnEstSng/TY6t5Uzp5UI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2ERDH0LutCE/s1600/DSC_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588595387962877250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-hWnEstSng/TY6t5Uzp5UI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2ERDH0LutCE/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-6055844955439084918?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6055844955439084918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6055844955439084918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6055844955439084918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6055844955439084918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/texas-football-game.html' title='Texas Football Game'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-hWnEstSng/TY6t5Uzp5UI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2ERDH0LutCE/s72-c/DSC_0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2978970669974436421</id><published>2011-03-21T23:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:40:26.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLoDoIKwNZY/TYgkggDi2uI/AAAAAAAAAsA/w1eS2khsilw/s1600/DSC_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755478532315874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLoDoIKwNZY/TYgkggDi2uI/AAAAAAAAAsA/w1eS2khsilw/s320/DSC_0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it has been WAY too long since I updated this thing, so here I go in an attempt to try to catch you all up to speed on what has happened in the last 8 months. This may take me a few posts. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures from August 2010.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbu-CqCGUs4/TYgkH4xdGZI/AAAAAAAAAro/zm-Ke5bHOTc/s1600/DSC_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kepcPJaNN1M/TYgjOFrjRfI/AAAAAAAAArA/5YxIBYs5mxg/s1600/DSC_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586754062703085042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kepcPJaNN1M/TYgjOFrjRfI/AAAAAAAAArA/5YxIBYs5mxg/s320/DSC_0576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane hang'n out on mom and dad's bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUFYcDILXeA/TYgjNZdrHhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/q-vTWQ8mzc4/s1600/DSC_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586754050833718802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUFYcDILXeA/TYgjNZdrHhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/q-vTWQ8mzc4/s320/DSC_0565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUndBrCck1g/TYgjN3q3-BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DWbpwyiejB0/s1600/DSC_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586754058942150674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUndBrCck1g/TYgjN3q3-BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DWbpwyiejB0/s320/DSC_0567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried feeding Lane some rice cereal....it did not go so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbu-CqCGUs4/TYgkH4xdGZI/AAAAAAAAAro/zm-Ke5bHOTc/s1600/DSC_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755055670598034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbu-CqCGUs4/TYgkH4xdGZI/AAAAAAAAAro/zm-Ke5bHOTc/s320/DSC_0617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane started sleeping in his own bed!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_Ms8a3ORZU/TYgkHCXvfZI/AAAAAAAAArY/K1PmnIR9KY0/s1600/DSC_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755041067236754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_Ms8a3ORZU/TYgkHCXvfZI/AAAAAAAAArY/K1PmnIR9KY0/s320/DSC_0615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade was wrapping up the summer that month. Just having a blast being a big brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzN8WPU6tMM/TYgjOrI-D6I/AAAAAAAAArI/Wp0l_RX42cQ/s1600/DSC_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586754072758587298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzN8WPU6tMM/TYgjOrI-D6I/AAAAAAAAArI/Wp0l_RX42cQ/s320/DSC_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUoCBNr7sVE/TYgkHZQxljI/AAAAAAAAArg/ZOm6_5YgFKs/s1600/DSC_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755047212029490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUoCBNr7sVE/TYgkHZQxljI/AAAAAAAAArg/ZOm6_5YgFKs/s320/DSC_0613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane (at 5 months old in Aug. '10) spent a lot of time in his exersaucer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX-yDx26Grc/TYgkIJc4Q5I/AAAAAAAAArw/QEnelQqm8TY/s1600/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755060147700626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XX-yDx26Grc/TYgkIJc4Q5I/AAAAAAAAArw/QEnelQqm8TY/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out before bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j93fyi4Dbwg/TYgjPB8jOXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Q5YCC1Rz4d4/s1600/DSC_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586754078880512370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j93fyi4Dbwg/TYgjPB8jOXI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Q5YCC1Rz4d4/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane....ready for church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6Vzcymr2JU/TYgkIblhDjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/tS2hNL2tHkY/s1600/DSC_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755065015766578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6Vzcymr2JU/TYgkIblhDjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/tS2hNL2tHkY/s320/DSC_0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCyB3vloCyA/TYgkg8Jhg-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/3PpcKJxBY0g/s1600/DSC_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586755486073586658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCyB3vloCyA/TYgkg8Jhg-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/3PpcKJxBY0g/s320/DSC_0748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a happy baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also found a house in Aug. '10 that would be perfect for us. So we decided to put in an offer and put our house on the market. Here is a picture of the new house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aM9HZiDTzU/TYglATljWzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/TPqd50rAysc/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586756024941108018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aM9HZiDTzU/TYglATljWzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/TPqd50rAysc/s320/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4888359563691065934-2978970669974436421?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2978970669974436421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2978970669974436421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2978970669974436421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2978970669974436421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching up!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLoDoIKwNZY/TYgkggDi2uI/AAAAAAAAAsA/w1eS2khsilw/s72-c/DSC_0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-3012592129264913217</id><published>2010-10-13T21:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:24:13.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wade Turns 3</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw2egHctI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VRF1pDdw6QA/s1600/DSC_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729673846878930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw2egHctI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VRF1pDdw6QA/s320/DSC_0548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer Wade turned 3. It is so hard to believe that he is 3 years old. He is so full of energy and loves so much to hang out with his friends. He loves to dress up so this year we decided to have a Cowboy party. A friend of mine is starting up her birthday party planning business for little boy's birthday parties so I thought I would let her run the show for Wade's party. Little did she know that my little guy LOVES his friends and wanted all of them there. Well 18 kids came. It was CHAOS!! I did my best to just take pictures and keep a smile on my face. I am really starting to realize that things just don't go as planned when you have kids. One of these days I will be one of those go with the flow moms. hahahaha. (I couldn't have done it without my best friends Lisha and Carin, they are always there to know when I am loosing my mind and just take over for me. LOVE THEM!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the pictures from the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade is ready for the party!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZur2F8qbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/clVUg_RqsWg/s1600/DSC_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527727292177754546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZur2F8qbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/clVUg_RqsWg/s320/DSC_0473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lane the little Cowboy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZusLUx4XI/AAAAAAAAAog/zODKkXCwNv0/s1600/DSC_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527727297877107058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZusLUx4XI/AAAAAAAAAog/zODKkXCwNv0/s320/DSC_0475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZusReEFjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iYoXi87bDls/s1600/DSC_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527727299526661682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZusReEFjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iYoXi87bDls/s320/DSC_0482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting his cowboy clothes on. YeeHaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv78QPB6I/AAAAAAAAApA/5MA5-H-Vklw/s1600/DSC_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527728668221048738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv78QPB6I/AAAAAAAAApA/5MA5-H-Vklw/s320/DSC_0493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of our friends at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZvDgWU8XI/AAAAAAAAAo4/WiYsXeVIzrQ/s1600/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527727698657735026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZvDgWU8XI/AAAAAAAAAo4/WiYsXeVIzrQ/s200/DSC_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZvDajAaXI/AAAAAAAAAow/YDWgwEb8d_k/s1600/DSC_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527727697100302706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZvDajAaXI/AAAAAAAAAow/YDWgwEb8d_k/s200/DSC_0489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade and Preston playing "pow pow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv8AZ7vmI/AAAAAAAAApI/lQNWgr1Mbx4/s1600/DSC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527728669335469666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv8AZ7vmI/AAAAAAAAApI/lQNWgr1Mbx4/s320/DSC_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a stick horse race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZzqPYEHyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/VCZTszNFs6I/s1600/DSC_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527732762163027746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZzqPYEHyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/VCZTszNFs6I/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a bean bag toss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv85lfgzI/AAAAAAAAApY/GduuFTnypC0/s1600/DSC_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527728684684772146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv85lfgzI/AAAAAAAAApY/GduuFTnypC0/s320/DSC_0513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did a few crafts. (notice we are inside now, we had to move all the tables indoors due to lightning. 18 kids and their parents all in my house, good times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv9ERnbXI/AAAAAAAAApg/94CCFdkSbLA/s1600/DSC_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527728687554194802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZv9ERnbXI/AAAAAAAAApg/94CCFdkSbLA/s320/DSC_0520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did the chicken dance (notice we are outdoors again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw1W19tWI/AAAAAAAAApo/RDfL-OkxJ2k/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729654611162466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw1W19tWI/AAAAAAAAApo/RDfL-OkxJ2k/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tied up some parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw1qdwWPI/AAAAAAAAApw/XsgEgGllRSg/s1600/DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729659878332658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw1qdwWPI/AAAAAAAAApw/XsgEgGllRSg/s320/DSC_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of coarse, we sang Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw10vhusI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nZB9rcXgAbo/s1600/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729662637226690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw10vhusI/AAAAAAAAAp4/nZB9rcXgAbo/s320/DSC_0535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade having a piece of cake with his girlfriend, Avery. He used to call her Avery HoneyHam, but sadly he now calls her by her real last name. The HoneyHam was so cute while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw2O8hOXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/7DuKFMZ8wsk/s1600/DSC_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729669671041394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw2O8hOXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/7DuKFMZ8wsk/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, the cupcakes (from scratch) that I slaved over the night before the party. Clay and my sister seemed to think they had too much vanilla. Well I thought they were great so guess who ate them ALL??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZxDr-aRSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vs0kOFLhl0E/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527729900801901858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZxDr-aRSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vs0kOFLhl0E/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very chaotic with the soggy yard, the lightning, and the large number of people, but we really did have a blast at the Cowboy party. Wade is still talking about it.&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/4888359563691065934-3012592129264913217?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3012592129264913217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=3012592129264913217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3012592129264913217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3012592129264913217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/wade-turns-3.html' title='Wade Turns 3'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TLZw2egHctI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VRF1pDdw6QA/s72-c/DSC_0548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-7878403361933792108</id><published>2010-07-09T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:12:18.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>We are right smack dab in the middle of summer here. So far we have had a pretty good time. There isn't a whole lot you can do with a 3 month old baby, but we figure it out. We hope to make more summer time memories in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at a Stroller Strides event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFede7_OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lRVI8LOqRWQ/s1600/DSC_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491934660214389986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFede7_OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lRVI8LOqRWQ/s320/DSC_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Memorial Day we went camping in Rockport with our good friends The Edwards. Here are Wade, Major, and Juliana taking a boat ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFekemTRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/y8uJ6NGnhm0/s1600/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491934662092016914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFekemTRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/y8uJ6NGnhm0/s320/boat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swimming!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFfXDe1cI/AAAAAAAAAoI/eWKGMg88fqk/s1600/100_2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491934675668489666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFfXDe1cI/AAAAAAAAAoI/eWKGMg88fqk/s320/100_2867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how Lane has to spend most of his summer days. He'll be running around with his big brother next summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFexk4dgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/CnodhwQeAW0/s1600/100_2870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491934665608033794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFexk4dgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/CnodhwQeAW0/s320/100_2870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We take lots of walks around the neighborhood. (and a few runs here and there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFduz9XRI/AAAAAAAAAno/IIBeSUeQXvo/s1600/100_2915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491934647686094098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFduz9XRI/AAAAAAAAAno/IIBeSUeQXvo/s320/100_2915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a great new play center near by. Wade loved it, and so did I since it is inside with air conditioning. There are slides, dress up areas, a grocery store, a snack area, sand box, and a maze. This place is really awesome.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE19cmnGI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/st2_4wJntDo/s1600/100_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491933964419898466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE19cmnGI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/st2_4wJntDo/s200/100_2939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE21EdqYI/AAAAAAAAAng/jJu37tnpmFM/s1600/100_2940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491933979351034242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE21EdqYI/AAAAAAAAAng/jJu37tnpmFM/s200/100_2940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE2g_gS2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/FSR1m7QvmEI/s1600/100_2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491933973961526114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdE2g_gS2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/FSR1m7QvmEI/s200/100_2936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a trip up to Mansfield in June. We love to visit our favorite Mexican restaurants while we are there. Yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDiLDf7ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/wlupUzSv4gI/s1600/37012_1470953050212_1125204440_31366808_5176475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491932524963687826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDiLDf7ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/wlupUzSv4gI/s320/37012_1470953050212_1125204440_31366808_5176475_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousins!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDh3Z_i3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/mjdB4c0h5AQ/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491932519689325426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDh3Z_i3I/AAAAAAAAAmw/mjdB4c0h5AQ/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade and Avery dancing at Memaw and Pepaw's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDg9rqKaI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZW1B4E_aEpQ/s1600/DSC_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491932504194165154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDg9rqKaI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ZW1B4E_aEpQ/s320/DSC_0429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had so much fun playing in the baby pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDhbfc8SI/AAAAAAAAAmo/F9vYaSZv6bQ/s1600/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491932512196030754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDhbfc8SI/AAAAAAAAAmo/F9vYaSZv6bQ/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade and Avery putting on a show at my sister's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdEVvlin4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZaXIH5TfX8M/s1600/100_2935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491933410943475586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdEVvlin4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZaXIH5TfX8M/s320/100_2935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also do a lot of playgroups. This one was finger painting. Lane and his bud McKenna taking a nap while the big kids paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdEUiqxG0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/GrUQ_QCZ0Hk/s1600/100_2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491933390295866178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdEUiqxG0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/GrUQ_QCZ0Hk/s320/100_2948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day at Chuck E Cheeses with Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDgYxWwNI/AAAAAAAAAmY/RF2QQtS_XWY/s1600/100_2951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491932494285947090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdDgYxWwNI/AAAAAAAAAmY/RF2QQtS_XWY/s320/100_2951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4888359563691065934-7878403361933792108?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7878403361933792108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=7878403361933792108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7878403361933792108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7878403361933792108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-days.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDdFede7_OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lRVI8LOqRWQ/s72-c/DSC_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2203607759484489816</id><published>2010-07-09T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:29:44.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Lane was born I was determined to send out announcements telling everyone about his birth. I never got around to sending any out for Wade, and I have always felt bad about that. So I had one of my sorority sisters (who is a local photographer) come over and take some pictures for us. I thought since she was here, might as well do some family photos too. I love that she came out to our house to do them. If anyone around the Houston area needs a photographer, check out her website, &lt;a href="http://www.owensoriginalsphotography.com/"&gt;www.owensoriginalsphotography.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The announcement :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc_CnnQQOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/FXc4HyxKd-g/s1600/Announcement12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491927584827523298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc_CnnQQOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/FXc4HyxKd-g/s320/Announcement12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9-wULJvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gVgEK0ItYq0/s1600/Fam2-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9-oaGYXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jL7Det2nOmM/s1600/Fam5-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491926416809681266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9-oaGYXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/jL7Det2nOmM/s320/Fam5-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9-wULJvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gVgEK0ItYq0/s1600/Fam2-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491926418932311794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9-wULJvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gVgEK0ItYq0/s320/Fam2-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9frxFBrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/tIOdqr6ZUTA/s1600/Lane1-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925885135423154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9frxFBrI/AAAAAAAAAl4/tIOdqr6ZUTA/s320/Lane1-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9fd1stLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DBlP3tP__ig/s1600/Lane3-fade-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925881396704434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9fd1stLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DBlP3tP__ig/s320/Lane3-fade-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9e-TukaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/s0HnzpY-Qyw/s1600/Mom%26Lane2-fade-crop-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925872932721058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9e-TukaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/s0HnzpY-Qyw/s320/Mom%26Lane2-fade-crop-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9emmNfeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/c5N5oVQCOZ8/s1600/Mom%26Lane3-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925866567794146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9emmNfeI/AAAAAAAAAlg/c5N5oVQCOZ8/s320/Mom%26Lane3-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9eIDJ2YI/AAAAAAAAAlY/5u6_CKKpsf8/s1600/TheBoys2-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925858367691138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc9eIDJ2YI/AAAAAAAAAlY/5u6_CKKpsf8/s320/TheBoys2-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7xJwz0yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jXf4wjumNHA/s1600/Yawn!-fade-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491923986221880098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7xJwz0yI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jXf4wjumNHA/s320/Yawn!-fade-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wzREGzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Cg1An-hEu_Q/s1600/Reading-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491923980183149362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wzREGzI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Cg1An-hEu_Q/s320/Reading-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wsqiylI/AAAAAAAAAlA/rcfq6D041Lc/s1600/Wade2bw-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491923978410969682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wsqiylI/AAAAAAAAAlA/rcfq6D041Lc/s320/Wade2bw-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wAE4ijI/AAAAAAAAAk4/scqqoU4exLg/s1600/Wade3-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491923966441851442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7wAE4ijI/AAAAAAAAAk4/scqqoU4exLg/s320/Wade3-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7v9NgU0I/AAAAAAAAAkw/GO8WGM5wQ8M/s1600/Wade4-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491923965672706882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc7v9NgU0I/AAAAAAAAAkw/GO8WGM5wQ8M/s320/Wade4-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-2203607759484489816?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2203607759484489816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2203607759484489816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2203607759484489816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2203607759484489816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TDc_CnnQQOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/FXc4HyxKd-g/s72-c/Announcement12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2703635623359920649</id><published>2010-06-04T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T15:33:18.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>Wade has really been an awesome big brother. As soon as we brought Lane home, Wade was there waiting to help. He is always concerned when Lane is crying, and he always reminds me to get baby Lane where ever we go (don't worry, I won't forget him, but I always tell Wade "Oh thank you, I almost forgot" hehe makes him feel important). Here are a few pictures I got of Wade being a great big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAleD-yjd7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/tCP7ecMMNxs/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479013844160575410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAleD-yjd7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/tCP7ecMMNxs/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane, 2 weeks old. Wade already so in love with his little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAleDYUp47I/AAAAAAAAAkY/QEzf0j0uOC0/s1600/100_2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479013833834619826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAleDYUp47I/AAAAAAAAAkY/QEzf0j0uOC0/s320/100_2736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade LOVES to "hang out" (his words) with Lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldBdNK2sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TuxrKKO8sds/s1600/100_2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479012701274036930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldBdNK2sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/TuxrKKO8sds/s320/100_2739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane's protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAsnk12I/AAAAAAAAAkI/LTcCpHQ9eXc/s1600/100_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479012688231454562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAsnk12I/AAAAAAAAAkI/LTcCpHQ9eXc/s320/100_2770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane was crying here while I was cooking dinner. Wade, without me asking him, got Lane's pacifier put it in his mouth, rocked him, and sang him songs. It was the sweetest thing I have ever seen. If my brain was working, I would have taken a video of it, but Lane was less than a month old and my brain wasn't back in functioning order just yet. (not sure it even is not 3 months later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAdtj7PI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VHPvo-1E5TY/s1600/100_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479012684230028530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAdtj7PI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VHPvo-1E5TY/s320/100_2802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece, Avery, wanted to hold her new cousin, and Wade was so protective of him. He was worried she might hurt him. I hope he stays a big protective brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAAtzk9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/hPUxf3zmKxk/s1600/100_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479012676446426066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAldAAtzk9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/hPUxf3zmKxk/s320/100_2836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade absolutely LOVES these shirts. He just thinks it is so great that they match each other. I sorta had a feeling that Wade would feel this way, so I bought Lane a newborn one and a 3-6 month one. hehe (poor Lane wasn't feeling the picture taking that day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlc_yU0y6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/QK3DCDUUvao/s1600/100_2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479012672583551906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlc_yU0y6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/QK3DCDUUvao/s320/100_2864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is making sure Lane won't fall over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of Wade for being such a wonderful big brother. (warms my heart)&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/4888359563691065934-2703635623359920649?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2703635623359920649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2703635623359920649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2703635623359920649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2703635623359920649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAleD-yjd7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/tCP7ecMMNxs/s72-c/DSC_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-3102430511130734170</id><published>2010-06-04T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:58:14.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Field Trip</title><content type='html'>Wade's class took a field trip to the zoo at the end of the school year. They had been talking about the animals in class for almost a month. So the kids were so excited to actually get to see the animals. We had a picnic lunch while we were there. It was really a great day. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY4r4CJpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yBmiW_FCzMU/s1600/100_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008152546584210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY4r4CJpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yBmiW_FCzMU/s320/100_2786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade and Payton in the wagon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY5Btdo_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/4TyCdZ4Ldjk/s1600/100_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008158407828466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY5Btdo_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/4TyCdZ4Ldjk/s320/100_2787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giraffe!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY508KcqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/N_DkYujgJ0Y/s1600/100_2790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008172159693474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY508KcqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/N_DkYujgJ0Y/s320/100_2790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleepy Tiger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY5olYurI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tX1omxDxV2s/s1600/100_2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008168842934962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY5olYurI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tX1omxDxV2s/s320/100_2789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the elephant exhibit, all the kids wanted to see this fake elephant and really didn't care much about the real ones. Too funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY6ZAeVAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/iiEsLv6warg/s1600/100_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008181841449986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY6ZAeVAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/iiEsLv6warg/s320/100_2795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monkey!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZRmqUFEI/AAAAAAAAAjY/A12oRg1LKTE/s1600/100_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008580643591234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZRmqUFEI/AAAAAAAAAjY/A12oRg1LKTE/s320/100_2796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade's awesome teachers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZR48jrDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/6L0taDBhWug/s1600/100_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008585551948850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZR48jrDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/6L0taDBhWug/s320/100_2798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wagon buddies. These guys (all three of them) rode around the zoo in this wagon. At one point the smallest little guy was pulling Wade and Payton, and loving it. It was way cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZSXdLQhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/LwLbnbmBwFw/s1600/100_2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479008593741824530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlZSXdLQhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/LwLbnbmBwFw/s320/100_2801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here they were on the way home. Successful field trip I must say.&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/4888359563691065934-3102430511130734170?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3102430511130734170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=3102430511130734170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3102430511130734170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3102430511130734170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/zoo-field-trip.html' title='Zoo Field Trip'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlY4r4CJpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yBmiW_FCzMU/s72-c/100_2786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5606027100602631262</id><published>2010-06-04T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:58:38.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Having two kids, one of whom is in tons of activities, doesn't leave a lot of time to sit in front of the computer. So for now, I'll just post pictures to update you all on our lives. &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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTVHChHeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FL34rxo025w/s1600/100_2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTTZW0SWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/lcXlzCkcRvw/s1600/100_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479002014362126690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTTZW0SWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/lcXlzCkcRvw/s320/100_2742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sleepy baby. (3 weeks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUXrXuSWI/AAAAAAAAAig/voA6Csdf6OE/s1600/DSC_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003187428870498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUXrXuSWI/AAAAAAAAAig/voA6Csdf6OE/s320/DSC_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUXN6OQ7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/_wOpLvwLb0U/s1600/DSC_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003179520508850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUXN6OQ7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/_wOpLvwLb0U/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTUjvUCzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/i7ZaRkPzw3c/s1600/100_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479002034329094962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTUjvUCzI/AAAAAAAAAiI/i7ZaRkPzw3c/s320/100_2753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade was so excited to see the Easter Bunny at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTT-D3-AI/AAAAAAAAAh4/E0IoufLfZLw/s1600/100_2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479002024214788098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTT-D3-AI/AAAAAAAAAh4/E0IoufLfZLw/s320/100_2743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had camels, goats, a white tiger, a lion, a panther, a kangaroo, birds, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monkeys&lt;/span&gt;, a huge turtle, lamas, and ponies at church for Easter. Wade loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTUMmHnII/AAAAAAAAAiA/SWDHEfs_ujk/s1600/100_2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479002028116515970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTUMmHnII/AAAAAAAAAiA/SWDHEfs_ujk/s320/100_2746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so excited to feed the camels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUX13st8I/AAAAAAAAAio/yXmFRlIvXlQ/s1600/DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479003190247339970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlUX13st8I/AAAAAAAAAio/yXmFRlIvXlQ/s320/DSC_0374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Wade has to spend a lot of time alone in the playroom these days since mommy has to tend to baby Lane. He loves to try to get ALL of his toys out of the bins and onto the floor. He also loves to read tons of books these days. He only needs for us to read them to him a couple of times and then he can almost read them to himself word for word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTVHChHeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FL34rxo025w/s1600/100_2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479002043804884450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTVHChHeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FL34rxo025w/s320/100_2765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Wade self entertaining again. I walked in the room to him like this. It was so funny. &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/4888359563691065934-5606027100602631262?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5606027100602631262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5606027100602631262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5606027100602631262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5606027100602631262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/TAlTTZW0SWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/lcXlzCkcRvw/s72-c/100_2742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-1626443469897456512</id><published>2010-03-22T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:31:27.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lane is here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0N0_mV6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rhDdv-gPgjM/s1600-h/100_2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524023611971490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0N0_mV6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rhDdv-gPgjM/s320/100_2702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane Gregory Thompson was born on March 8th at 5:30 in the afternoon. He weighed in at 7 pounds and 11 ounces, 19 1/2 inches long. He is such a sweet, snuggley little guy. He LOVES to be held, and we love holding him. Here are a few pictures of the newest member of the Thompson family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0NKLy0CI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_WkzXi5PtY4/s1600-h/100_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524012120395810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0NKLy0CI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_WkzXi5PtY4/s320/100_2685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade meeting his baby brother for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1FGCjQtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WAWfvSaTDLw/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524973080560338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1FGCjQtI/AAAAAAAAAhA/WAWfvSaTDLw/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay was so excited to take his boy home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0OS8mwII/AAAAAAAAAgw/fHEKQ8nTMek/s1600-h/100_2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524031652479106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0OS8mwII/AAAAAAAAAgw/fHEKQ8nTMek/s320/100_2714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0OyHmWcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rkjI1jDhZIs/s1600-h/100_2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524040020089282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0OyHmWcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/rkjI1jDhZIs/s320/100_2717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1FyXr4-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/lfjPs1DFVsM/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1GwMEJkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/E6U1UBOyUCc/s1600-h/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451525001574622786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1GwMEJkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/E6U1UBOyUCc/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud daddy with his boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1FyXr4-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/lfjPs1DFVsM/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524984980366306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1FyXr4-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/lfjPs1DFVsM/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1GdN5BsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JmH3HSq3h4Y/s1600-h/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524996482008770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e1GdN5BsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JmH3HSq3h4Y/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-1626443469897456512?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1626443469897456512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=1626443469897456512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1626443469897456512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1626443469897456512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/lane-is-here.html' title='Lane is here!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e0N0_mV6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/rhDdv-gPgjM/s72-c/100_2702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5140726833083979930</id><published>2010-02-26T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:39:12.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pregnancy is really hard on me. I was SICK for months this pregnancy, very uncomfortable, and just plain miserable. I took a few pictures along the way (not nearly as many as last time). So here are a few of me and my growing belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 Weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilXb1XmdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nme8VWkizf4/s1600-h/100_2604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442781971704420818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilXb1XmdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nme8VWkizf4/s320/100_2604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Weeks (I know, same outfit, oops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilXrUjChI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JG1TLZ23bD8/s1600-h/SmallSzVisit+to+Rachelle+n+Clays+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442781975861725714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilXrUjChI/AAAAAAAAAgA/JG1TLZ23bD8/s320/SmallSzVisit+to+Rachelle+n+Clays+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;34 Weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilX0YNPtI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TwXCZtAV_u0/s1600-h/100_2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442781978292993746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilX0YNPtI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TwXCZtAV_u0/s320/100_2663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;36 Weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilYMCsgBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fABK9ipc2QQ/s1600-h/preggo+pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442781984645218322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilYMCsgBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fABK9ipc2QQ/s320/preggo+pic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last preggo pic! On our way out the door and telling Wade that Baby Lane is coming!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e46K4yHlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cwmKiQazgg4/s1600-h/100_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451529183449718354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S6e46K4yHlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cwmKiQazgg4/s320/100_2684.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/4888359563691065934-5140726833083979930?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5140726833083979930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5140726833083979930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5140726833083979930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5140726833083979930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/pregnancy.html' title='Pregnancy'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ilXb1XmdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nme8VWkizf4/s72-c/100_2604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-138169891046795549</id><published>2010-02-26T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:40:50.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chevy</title><content type='html'>Dec. 1994 - Dec. 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvNyyqTI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vDR8J8e0u24/s1600-h/PCDV0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442776882694236466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvNyyqTI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vDR8J8e0u24/s320/PCDV0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My doggie Chevy went to doggie Heaven on Christmas Eve. I got her for Christmas in 1994. She was just a tiny little puppy. I named her after Clay's first truck, a white '64 Chevy Step side. I was 14 years old. She has been through so much with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this past year, I could tell that she just wasn't the same old Chevy. She didn't play as hard, she slept a lot, and then within the past few months she started coughing pretty bad. So I took her to see the doggie doctor and he couldn't figure out why she was coughing. So he took some x-rays which revealed a huge tumor in her chest. He told me she might make it 6 more months. Well she made it about 1 month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She started getting really sick one day so I took her to the vet. We couldn't really tell if she was dieing or if she just had a bladder infection. So he gave her a shot and told me that I would know what to do by the morning. How can you decide that it is time for your dog, whom you've had for 15 years and is apart of the family, to die? I did not want to make that decision. So I begged Chevy to either show me a better sign that she needed to go, or just please go on her own. Well, at 4:00 a.m. Christmas Eve morning, she started crying with every breath. I told her ok, we'll do this today. Then around 8:00 a.m. we were getting ready to take her to be put down, and I was just watching her. She walked to the back door with her head held up, and her tail wagging. I let her out, turned to tell Clay something, then looked out the window and she had laid down in the grass to die. I ran outside and put my hand on her and felt her heart beat for the last time. I was heart broken and relieved at the same time. This was what I had prayed for, she did what I asked her to do. She went on her own terms, at her house with the ones who loved her around her. I will forever miss my sweet doggie. I love you Chevy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvvb8TBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gqbjeGkCs9w/s1600-h/100_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442776891725204498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvvb8TBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gqbjeGkCs9w/s320/100_0693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spoiled Rotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvbePBiI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_aevydxoTZ4/s1600-h/100_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442776886366111266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvbePBiI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_aevydxoTZ4/s320/100_0779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas Card 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igv6Jh7KI/AAAAAAAAAfo/k3sDJ1O4Ai4/s1600-h/100_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442776894600768674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igv6Jh7KI/AAAAAAAAAfo/k3sDJ1O4Ai4/s320/100_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always ready to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igwbYeGbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3gHCeogKyWQ/s1600-h/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442776903521802674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igwbYeGbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3gHCeogKyWQ/s320/100_0027.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/4888359563691065934-138169891046795549?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/138169891046795549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=138169891046795549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/138169891046795549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/138169891046795549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/chevy-dec1994-dec-2009.html' title='Chevy'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4igvNyyqTI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vDR8J8e0u24/s72-c/PCDV0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6212581848997521179</id><published>2010-02-26T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:13:15.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Houston</title><content type='html'>Since I was pregnant over Christmas and my doctor really didn't want me to travel at all, we decided to stay put for Christmas this year. We have lived here for 8 Christmas's and had never spent one here. It was kind of sad since home (Mansfield) got a white Christmas this year. We would have loved to see that. Oh well, it really was better for us to be here this year. We had much less stress, and my beloved doggie, Chevy, passed away on Christmas eve (pictures of her to come). &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;So here are a few photos from our first Christmas at our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY5b0Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VRe8EXbTKFA/s1600-h/100_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768262163254130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY5b0Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VRe8EXbTKFA/s320/100_2597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY5nqsJiI/AAAAAAAAAeY/dO7GNGhMxVs/s1600-h/100_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768265345246754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY5nqsJiI/AAAAAAAAAeY/dO7GNGhMxVs/s320/100_2599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Snowman!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY6HjlGNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CHGLgVDZMAU/s1600-h/100_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768273905359058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY6HjlGNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CHGLgVDZMAU/s320/100_2607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Santa came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY6_DoMsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/LqLFKNRl1cw/s1600-h/100_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768288803730114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY6_DoMsI/AAAAAAAAAeo/LqLFKNRl1cw/s320/100_2612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade in his new Firetruck. Thank you Granny G and Grampy D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY7HW0_UI/AAAAAAAAAew/4-iJimy--lg/s1600-h/100_2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768291031743810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY7HW0_UI/AAAAAAAAAew/4-iJimy--lg/s320/100_2619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aftermath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iZSo4SmjI/AAAAAAAAAe4/COUZ-PzJJYU/s1600-h/100_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768695167457842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iZSo4SmjI/AAAAAAAAAe4/COUZ-PzJJYU/s320/100_2625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Wade with Santa. He was so brave that day. He started out a little scared but we watched some kids sit on Santa's lap and Wade knew what he wanted to ask for. So we waited in line, and when it was our turn Wade walked right up to that Santa and said "I want a vacuum cleaner". I was so proud of him. He was such a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iZTOioRvI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MIXeU8CRuYc/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442768705277150962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iZTOioRvI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MIXeU8CRuYc/s320/Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way different than last year's picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ibRO-saGI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RIK7PobY-4M/s1600-h/wadeandsanta.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442770870058379362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4ibRO-saGI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RIK7PobY-4M/s320/wadeandsanta.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4888359563691065934-6212581848997521179?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6212581848997521179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6212581848997521179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6212581848997521179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6212581848997521179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-in-houston.html' title='Christmas in Houston'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S4iY5b0Cy3I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VRe8EXbTKFA/s72-c/100_2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-1869290022341526430</id><published>2010-01-06T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:54:20.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at the Beach</title><content type='html'>This year we spent Thanksgiving at the beach with Clay's mom's side of the family. 23 of us to be exact. We actually had a lot of fun. Anna Maria Island is a beautiful place. I hope to go back one day. Wade loved the beach and still talks about it to this day. Here are some pictures from our week there. &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;Wade on the airplane...He LOVED the airplane ride. Thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViEB8shuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qPICQnFanRk/s1600-h/100_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423849147619641058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViEB8shuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qPICQnFanRk/s320/100_2588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We're at the BEACH!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViE6QSCfI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/i4XjUXELpFI/s1600-h/100_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423849162734176754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViE6QSCfI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/i4XjUXELpFI/s320/100_2582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade on the boogie board. The water was freezing, but he was a trooper and loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhGJjNoI/AAAAAAAAAco/cnsOtAkCcio/s1600-h/100_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423850746475132546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhGJjNoI/AAAAAAAAAco/cnsOtAkCcio/s320/100_2552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade found a shovel in the condo the first day we were there, and would not let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkHOo8_UI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pMNwrhLXr-s/s1600-h/100_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851401589357890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkHOo8_UI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pMNwrhLXr-s/s320/100_2515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGy__2JI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TJCdThsmbZo/s1600-h/100_2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851394169821330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGy__2JI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TJCdThsmbZo/s320/100_2517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGukFsvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vrhoI181Nj8/s1600-h/100_2519c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851392979022578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGukFsvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/vrhoI181Nj8/s320/100_2519c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhjDvF2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/8J0DYtQKv68/s1600-h/100_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423850754235373410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhjDvF2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/8J0DYtQKv68/s320/100_2530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade with his cousins, River and Kai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGDV7A9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_ZTn9E99g1Q/s1600-h/100_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851381376877522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkGDV7A9I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_ZTn9E99g1Q/s320/100_2523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Clay's mom and youngest brother Hunter. Hunter was our ring bearer at our wedding, he was so little. Now he is HUGE!! I actually met Clay before Hunter was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjiLvckvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZErTw4FMAIY/s1600-h/100_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423850765156127474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjiLvckvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZErTw4FMAIY/s320/100_2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade with his Grampy D. He LOVES his Grampy D, and talks about him all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViFj9EuLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sXPLdUXe-hE/s1600-h/100_2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423849173927901362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViFj9EuLI/AAAAAAAAAcg/sXPLdUXe-hE/s320/100_2553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wanted to get a good family photo while there, but this is all we could do. I almost made the better one our Christmas card, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. Next time, I'll plan better, have better outfits on, and our hair done. Still pretty no matter how frumpy we look, haha. (remember, mama is 6 months pregnant here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0Vkf0hVXvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FyVAj7jIfWw/s1600-h/100_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851824074809074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0Vkf0hVXvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FyVAj7jIfWw/s200/100_2569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkgUjJZcI/AAAAAAAAAd4/FZd24qOK4gE/s1600-h/100_2569c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423851832672347586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VkgUjJZcI/AAAAAAAAAd4/FZd24qOK4gE/s200/100_2569c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The turtle Clay made in the sand. It didn't last long with all the small children running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViFGjtlYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/EOjqYc3-was/s1600-h/100_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423849166036899202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViFGjtlYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/EOjqYc3-was/s320/100_2558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the sunsets there. Gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhdsdEFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9ISU-RkugzE/s1600-h/100_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423850752795545682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0VjhdsdEFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9ISU-RkugzE/s320/100_2536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to the Tampa airport we stopped in at the Manatee viewing center in Apollo Beach to visit with some friends. Carin's sister Melanie and her friend Sakina. So good to see them. They live in Pennsylvania and were down visiting Melanie and Carin's parents who live there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViEuWDQWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DZc27lBr4Vk/s1600-h/100_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423849159537148258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViEuWDQWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DZc27lBr4Vk/s320/100_2586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4888359563691065934-1869290022341526430?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1869290022341526430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=1869290022341526430&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1869290022341526430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1869290022341526430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanksgiving-at-beach.html' title='Thanksgiving at the Beach'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0ViEB8shuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/qPICQnFanRk/s72-c/100_2588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2720208279032830709</id><published>2010-01-06T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:58:57.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>For Thanksgiving we planned on meeting up with with Clay's moms side of the family at a beach house in Anna Maria, Florida. I thought since we were headed to Florida, we should go a few days early and hit up Disney World. I just love Florida! I quickly learned that you cannot really plan out your vacation to a T (like I used to do) when you have kids. Wade got sick while we were there and we ended up having to find a clinic there. We got everything under control and had a pretty good time at the Magic Kingdom. With the sickness, Wade only wanted Daddy, so most pictures are of the two of them.&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;Here is Clay and Wade at the Rainforest Cafe in Downtown Disney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxeDNE4-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/4MuNngWGNaY/s1600-h/100_2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423725349819442146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxeDNE4-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/4MuNngWGNaY/s320/100_2498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the Train in Downtown Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxesvefbI/AAAAAAAAAag/jUH0owPxJhM/s1600-h/100_2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423725360969579954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxesvefbI/AAAAAAAAAag/jUH0owPxJhM/s320/100_2507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the ferry over to Magic Kingdom. (as you can see, Wade just isn't feeling it just yet. Poor guy didn't feel too good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxfHXA3bI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Hl3ndl7kbAw/s1600-h/IMG_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423725368114732466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxfHXA3bI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Hl3ndl7kbAw/s320/IMG_3490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic Kingdom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0T1NQ-xCLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2e-9GMMQ1_M/s1600-h/IMG_3493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423729459506251954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0T1NQ-xCLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2e-9GMMQ1_M/s320/IMG_3493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He let me hold him for just a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzD-J4RWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/DQc0x_FiTJI/s1600-h/IMG_3496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727100810511714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzD-J4RWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/DQc0x_FiTJI/s320/IMG_3496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade loved the show in front of the castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzEHJVHTI/AAAAAAAAAbI/FUHXtBrR4ao/s1600-h/IMG_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727103224126770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzEHJVHTI/AAAAAAAAAbI/FUHXtBrR4ao/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at Winnie the Pooh's playground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzFcB0-8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/J1BVqjk7TOk/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727126009674690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzFcB0-8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/J1BVqjk7TOk/s320/IMG_3529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing at Mickey's playground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzExLAcYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u8nI8b79JV0/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727114505449858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzExLAcYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u8nI8b79JV0/s320/IMG_3508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing in front of Mickey Mouse's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzEv19adI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NQvqJnz8Nh0/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727114148735442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TzEv19adI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NQvqJnz8Nh0/s320/IMG_3505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 45 minutes of waiting to see Mickey Mouse, Wade was too scared to sit on his lap. Oh well, at least we got to see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TztHXti0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/d7yU6fXJHg0/s1600-h/IMG_3537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423727807659084610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TztHXti0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/d7yU6fXJHg0/s320/IMG_3537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0T2xR6wJLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7yYYpViYj7s/s1600-h/IMG_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423731177744770226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0T2xR6wJLI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7yYYpViYj7s/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the darn ear infection, we really did have a good time while at Disney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxeyGq-qI/AAAAAAAAAao/IyMWnMifnek/s1600-h/100_2514c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423725362409044642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxeyGq-qI/AAAAAAAAAao/IyMWnMifnek/s320/100_2514c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-2720208279032830709?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2720208279032830709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2720208279032830709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2720208279032830709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2720208279032830709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/disney-world.html' title='Disney World'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/S0TxeDNE4-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/4MuNngWGNaY/s72-c/100_2498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6462060547802552258</id><published>2009-10-29T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:47:38.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall days!!</title><content type='html'>So far Fall has been all about hanging out with friends. Wade loves it when friends come over to visit. Carin, Wes, and Cambry came to visit in early October. Carin (my best friend from high school), Lisha (my best friend from dental hygiene school), and a friend of theirs Jennifer all ran/biked in the Du the Bear duathlon here in Houston. It was really neat to watch them in this race. I have been in 5 running races myself but never one with another element involved. It was pretty cool to see how all that worked, transitioning from running to bike, and bike to running. Here are all 3 girls right after they finished the race.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun64SrBevI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O4ftZzEwc8g/s1600-h/100_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398121473372158706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun64SrBevI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O4ftZzEwc8g/s320/100_2406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While they were here, Wade and Cambry had a great time playing with each other. Here they are pushing each other around in the cul-da-sac in Wade's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun7ewhA3TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/yyrJuqndSmw/s1600-h/100_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398122134218267954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun7ewhA3TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/yyrJuqndSmw/s320/100_2380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun7efBEzGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/q1kmuGyBQrE/s1600-h/100_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398122129520905314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun7efBEzGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/q1kmuGyBQrE/s320/100_2378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also bought a camper this month. We hope this camper will bring many fun times to our family. We met up with the Edwards' and the Newman's at a KAO campground in San Antonio. Cody and Lisha also have a camper and Wes and Carin stay in a cabin there. It was so much fun to break in the new camper and hang out with great friends. I can't wait to do it again soon. With all the excitement of camping, neither Clay nor I remembered to take any pictures. (darn it!) I do have a few of our camper, so here is a look at our newest form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9eJErWxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ohcSqjnFkv4/s1600-h/100_2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398124322653690642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9eJErWxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ohcSqjnFkv4/s320/100_2376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9f1Q8RkI/AAAAAAAAAaE/EL0UbVy8hzM/s1600-h/100_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398124351696160322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9f1Q8RkI/AAAAAAAAAaE/EL0UbVy8hzM/s320/100_2372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9gOCclfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cILALezZ108/s1600-h/100_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398124358346249714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9gOCclfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/cILALezZ108/s320/100_2374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9egumB-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mgfezZqLG6Y/s1600-h/100_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398124329003517922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9egumB-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mgfezZqLG6Y/s320/100_2364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9fWUFVvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/78SHjHeSZGQ/s1600-h/100_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398124343387838194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun9fWUFVvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/78SHjHeSZGQ/s320/100_2365.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/4888359563691065934-6462060547802552258?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6462060547802552258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6462060547802552258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6462060547802552258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6462060547802552258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-days.html' title='Fall days!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sun64SrBevI/AAAAAAAAAZU/O4ftZzEwc8g/s72-c/100_2406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2929245312317425113</id><published>2009-10-17T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:06:27.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping up summer.</title><content type='html'>We had a great summer this year. Wade is so active these days and it is so fun to watch him experience new things for the first time. He soaks things up like a sponge and remembers things he's done. I am truly loving this age. (even though it is really tough at times.....terrible 2's)&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more pictures of things we did this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade loves driving his "wheels" around the cul-du-sac. However, he still has a little to learn about steering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLwNj_KSI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xwiuWfApN9s/s1600-h/DSC_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777164120172834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLwNj_KSI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xwiuWfApN9s/s320/DSC_0265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLwpcGcJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/H4-9-V6zdOE/s1600-h/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777171603288210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLwpcGcJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/H4-9-V6zdOE/s320/DSC_0263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLxMXupLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JUFaIOyL_tE/s1600-h/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777180980192434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLxMXupLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JUFaIOyL_tE/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Wade to his first Astros Game. He LOVED it. He really surprised me how well he did at the game.  For an entire week after the game he would tell me he wanted to go to a "basssseball game".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNA56UpcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/cKsXeXRbWJM/s1600-h/100_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778550414550466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNA56UpcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/cKsXeXRbWJM/s320/100_2338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLxsVcEvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/XEtQBZlt4dw/s1600-h/100_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777189560521458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLxsVcEvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/XEtQBZlt4dw/s320/100_2329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLyXdt_dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KJIO8cObpPA/s1600-h/100_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777201137974738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLyXdt_dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KJIO8cObpPA/s320/100_2333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNBgVJTyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Qb1duBsM2TU/s1600-h/100_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778560727600930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNBgVJTyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Qb1duBsM2TU/s320/100_2343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade loves to go to "Angie's House"! He talks about it all the time. My friend Angie had a body painting playgroup at her house one day this summer. Angie is so good with art projects and Wade loves to paint, so anytime we get a chance to paint at Angie's house we take it. I am, however, very afraid of paint. I am terrified of staining clothes, making a mess, or staining furniture that Wade has to get as much painting experience outside of the house as he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNL3XIHbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CUR_onxvNE8/s1600-h/IMG_3881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778738708618674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNL3XIHbI/AAAAAAAAAY0/CUR_onxvNE8/s320/IMG_3881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLxsVcEvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/XEtQBZlt4dw/s1600-h/100_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNMcJP2RI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fBb6mbpgAqA/s1600-h/IMG_3886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778748582517010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNMcJP2RI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fBb6mbpgAqA/s320/IMG_3886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNDA2h7GI/AAAAAAAAAYs/RJDoEirNcdw/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778586637429858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNDA2h7GI/AAAAAAAAAYs/RJDoEirNcdw/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNCkqU0kI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5fJwK32s1vo/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778579070046786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNCkqU0kI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5fJwK32s1vo/s320/IMG_2512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie also watched Wade for me a couple of days that I worked. Yes, I actually worked. I just filled in for the hygienists where I used to work when they went out of town. Wade has such a great time over at Angie's. She is so great with him, and he loves her. Here he is having a great time while mommy is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNCK3kMAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/plLGt5Ov0bI/s1600-h/August+004E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393778572146257922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqNCK3kMAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/plLGt5Ov0bI/s320/August+004E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, of coarse we have a great time once a week at The Little Gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqOHhvucuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/7DqlZkOROS0/s1600-h/100_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393779763698365154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqOHhvucuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/7DqlZkOROS0/s320/100_2347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqOID3sesI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v3us75GayCs/s1600-h/100_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393779772858596034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqOID3sesI/AAAAAAAAAZM/v3us75GayCs/s320/100_2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are very excited for the cooler temperatures to get here so we can enjoy playing outside more.&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/4888359563691065934-2929245312317425113?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2929245312317425113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2929245312317425113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2929245312317425113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2929245312317425113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/wrapping-up-summer.html' title='Wrapping up summer.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/StqLwNj_KSI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xwiuWfApN9s/s72-c/DSC_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6312851946794082209</id><published>2009-09-21T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:52:07.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!! and Wade turns 2!!</title><content type='html'>I know I am WAY behind on getting this post out, but I have a good excuse. I found out just before Wade's birthday that I am expecting baby number 2. Yup, I'm PREGNANT!! Early pregnancy doesn't treat me well, so these last few months I've been staying very close to home (mostly close to the couch). To date things are pretty much the same. I hope this nausea finds someone else to bug real soon. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In late July we had a birthday party for Wade at his favorite place, The Little Gym. Some of his closest friends came out to celebrate. We had a great time jumping, swinging, and rolling around. Here are a few pictures of his 2nd birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUjyRRNQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WWewxQA_HGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005590799430914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUjyRRNQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WWewxQA_HGQ/s320/DSC_0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTqAEugoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/yAEJ8K9qe68/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004598072509058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTqAEugoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/yAEJ8K9qe68/s320/DSC_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTmWnbq9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z9NJ0A8RCgU/s1600-h/100_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004535404178386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTmWnbq9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Z9NJ0A8RCgU/s320/100_2314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfToKrACrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gFBQyEGjMtE/s1600-h/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004566557657778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfToKrACrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gFBQyEGjMtE/s320/DSC_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTrCpl1QI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1HX-_zOSzNg/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004615943869698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTrCpl1QI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1HX-_zOSzNg/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTr6Q-0HI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aO2L7sbCj98/s1600-h/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004630873034866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfTr6Q-0HI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aO2L7sbCj98/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUjEs3dDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Zeacv_THOOU/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005578567152690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUjEs3dDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Zeacv_THOOU/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVqr5z_LI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dy_HUwszOWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006808861146290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVqr5z_LI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dy_HUwszOWQ/s200/DSC_0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVrJR4XSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3XeHbpmwbUg/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006816746724642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVrJR4XSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3XeHbpmwbUg/s200/DSC_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVrqlTIrI/AAAAAAAAAW0/37-5aYVQvZA/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006825686540978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVrqlTIrI/AAAAAAAAAW0/37-5aYVQvZA/s200/DSC_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVqFBeXVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xMdeML4euHg/s1600-h/July+982E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006798424300882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVqFBeXVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xMdeML4euHg/s200/July+982E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUku9p_gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t0ZznIRQRvU/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005607091731970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUku9p_gI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t0ZznIRQRvU/s320/DSC_0237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUlSuAoiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/AUDQJNGY7n4/s1600-h/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005616689783330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUlSuAoiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/AUDQJNGY7n4/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVpk5pL_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/mr5eLYcjHX8/s1600-h/July+991E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006789801521138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfVpk5pL_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/mr5eLYcjHX8/s200/July+991E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUmBN512I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pC-J2UB5QLg/s1600-h/July+996E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384005629171586914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUmBN512I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pC-J2UB5QLg/s320/July+996E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for coming out for the party.&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/4888359563691065934-6312851946794082209?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6312851946794082209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6312851946794082209&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6312851946794082209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6312851946794082209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-news-and-wade-turns-2.html' title='Big News!! and Wade turns 2!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SrfUjyRRNQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/WWewxQA_HGQ/s72-c/DSC_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5182117601360871654</id><published>2009-08-31T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:24:51.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>Our playgroup took a trip down to the Children's Museum to try to play inside and beat the heat. This place is so cool. There is so much for kids to do there. Mostly for kids who are a bit older than Wade but at least we know it is there and can take advantage in the future. They do have a really fun play area for Toddlers, which is pretty much were we stayed. Wade had so much fun up there. We can't wait to go back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mom this is FUN!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOhIhnrhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hHQD0I3l9y0/s1600-h/100_2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117648816320018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOhIhnrhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hHQD0I3l9y0/s320/100_2310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOhl6fVFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/odwrjxzPPo0/s1600-h/100_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117656705258578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOhl6fVFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/odwrjxzPPo0/s320/100_2307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambry&lt;/span&gt; loved riding on this little sled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOiOOKNGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/nQ9n9rqTTvE/s1600-h/100_2311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117667525178466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOiOOKNGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/nQ9n9rqTTvE/s320/100_2311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOit3QReI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JnmEDHFRVnk/s1600-h/100_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117676019041762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOit3QReI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JnmEDHFRVnk/s320/100_2312.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/4888359563691065934-5182117601360871654?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5182117601360871654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5182117601360871654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5182117601360871654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5182117601360871654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/childrens-museum.html' title='Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvOhIhnrhI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hHQD0I3l9y0/s72-c/100_2310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5677181701433982098</id><published>2009-08-31T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:15:20.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpus Trip</title><content type='html'>In July we headed down to Corpus &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christi&lt;/span&gt; to help babysit our good friend's little girl, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambry&lt;/span&gt;. We tried to get out a little while we were down there. We went to a small little water park in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aransas&lt;/span&gt; Pass and Wade had a blast. Here he is going up the stairs and sliding down the slide all by himself. He is getting so independent these days.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH2IRnCGI/AAAAAAAAASo/vVcpbkPJYrI/s1600-h/100_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376110312945027170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH2IRnCGI/AAAAAAAAASo/vVcpbkPJYrI/s200/100_2273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH2t6xLZI/AAAAAAAAASw/iYaiyulmduU/s1600-h/100_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376110323049770386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH2t6xLZI/AAAAAAAAASw/iYaiyulmduU/s200/100_2276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH3INcn-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/1YjDsJHBY3k/s1600-h/100_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376110330107437026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH3INcn-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/1YjDsJHBY3k/s200/100_2274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH38DVO_I/AAAAAAAAATA/utmWESyi6L8/s1600-h/100_2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376110344023653362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH38DVO_I/AAAAAAAAATA/utmWESyi6L8/s200/100_2275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to the Texas State Aquarium while we were there. Wade really didn't know what to think of all the wildlife there. He did get VERY excited when he saw a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvKD00KJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j88SqEx9mUk/s1600-h/100_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112747262650322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvKD00KJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j88SqEx9mUk/s320/100_2285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJsQOvNXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/OtLRpHMqgOs/s1600-h/100_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112342305027442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJsQOvNXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/OtLRpHMqgOs/s200/100_2291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Wade saying "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NEMO&lt;/span&gt;!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJsma3hYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/g9zV7sqzotw/s1600-h/100_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112348261483906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJsma3hYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/g9zV7sqzotw/s200/100_2289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvKDY1vhVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wS0vfiCaeWo/s1600-h/100_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112739753100626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvKDY1vhVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wS0vfiCaeWo/s320/100_2288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJVcUGRlI/AAAAAAAAATo/78AuqowyqkU/s1600-h/100_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376111950411744850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJVcUGRlI/AAAAAAAAATo/78AuqowyqkU/s320/100_2290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJrggcN1I/AAAAAAAAATw/sC2PXrnKepE/s1600-h/100_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112329494378322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJrggcN1I/AAAAAAAAATw/sC2PXrnKepE/s200/100_2296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a area where you could touch some sting ray's. He saw the other kids doing it and really wanted to. Such a big boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJUy_REFI/AAAAAAAAATg/KHR9O_10yBk/s1600-h/100_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376111939318517842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJUy_REFI/AAAAAAAAATg/KHR9O_10yBk/s320/100_2292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what a full morning at the Aquarium and lunch at Pier 99 will do to a little guy. He was so pooped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJTTlk9uI/AAAAAAAAATI/uTyZAiK9FGM/s1600-h/100_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376111913709401826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvJTTlk9uI/AAAAAAAAATI/uTyZAiK9FGM/s320/100_2297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was a day we took Wade and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cambry&lt;/span&gt; to a park down the road. It was SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvL_1SJdQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9DdEcWbq6_k/s1600-h/100_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114877692212482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvL_1SJdQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9DdEcWbq6_k/s320/100_2299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4888359563691065934-5677181701433982098?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5677181701433982098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5677181701433982098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5677181701433982098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5677181701433982098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/corpus-trip.html' title='Corpus Trip'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SpvH2IRnCGI/AAAAAAAAASo/vVcpbkPJYrI/s72-c/100_2273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4993610959951883845</id><published>2009-07-27T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:17:10.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Fotos!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever caught your kiddo doing something bad, and told them "NO!" but tried not to laugh? Well I got a picture of this one. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5qD3xrGOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/H5iBdrbP6J0/s1600-h/100_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363340820989286626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5qD3xrGOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/H5iBdrbP6J0/s320/100_2245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5qETTzSqI/AAAAAAAAASA/4ciNLR7VOao/s1600-h/100_2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363340828380187298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5qETTzSqI/AAAAAAAAASA/4ciNLR7VOao/s320/100_2247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got it off of the tile with Mr Clean Magic Eraser, but it wouldn't come off of the grout. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one of my little man at Target. It is funny because I thought he was sleepy. I thought he was so cute, I busted out my camera and took a picture of him. WRONG!!! About 20 minutes after this picture was taken he barfed all over me, my shoes, himself, the cart, and the floor of Target. That part was NOT funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5rFJeTLHI/AAAAAAAAASI/rfyUUPTYQ-c/s1600-h/100_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363341942431362162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5rFJeTLHI/AAAAAAAAASI/rfyUUPTYQ-c/s320/100_2233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at those teeth! "Cheese"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5r54QRywI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cK8gJlu_bN4/s1600-h/100_2244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363342848342215426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5r54QRywI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cK8gJlu_bN4/s320/100_2244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. GQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5r6AFs-jI/AAAAAAAAASY/FerG-DurK84/s1600-h/100_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363342850445343282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5r6AFs-jI/AAAAAAAAASY/FerG-DurK84/s320/100_2252.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/4888359563691065934-4993610959951883845?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4993610959951883845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4993610959951883845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4993610959951883845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4993610959951883845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-fotos.html' title='Funny Fotos!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sm5qD3xrGOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/H5iBdrbP6J0/s72-c/100_2245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-7732763410195395574</id><published>2009-06-12T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:44:29.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Clay always tells me that I am psychic. He can hardly surprise me because I can just feel like something is happening. One time two years ago when Clay was working offshore, I was driving back to Houston from my parents house. I just thought, I feel like something is going on. So I was bored driving and thought I'll call Clay's cell phone. If he is still offshore it will go strait to voicemail, and if it rings then something is up. Well I dialed and it RANG. He ignored the call but I was thinking....Oh my goodness, he is on land!!!! He called me right back and said, "What are you doing calling this phone?" hahahaha I knew it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought my incite was just between me and Clay, well, today had nothing to do with Clay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I had a dream that a helicopter landed in our cul-de-sac. It would be a great place for a helicopter. There are no power lines, it is really round, perfect for a helicopter. I didn't think anything of it. I have weird random dreams all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well guess what happened tonight?!?!?! I was turning the water on in the bathtub getting Wade ready for his bath, and the house started shaking. "What the heck is that!!" I go outside and no kidding there is a helicopter in the middle of my street. Just a block down from where it landed in my dream. Are you kidding me? Am I dreaming now? Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade just loved to see the big helicopter on our street and see it take off. Turns out a lady who was visiting her sister had a stroke, a heart attack, or a diabetic incident. No one really had a clear story as to what really happened. A Life Flight helicopter came and got her, I do know that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pictures to show you proof that this really did happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVdvGF7I/AAAAAAAAARY/xd4OaAQLNhk/s1600-h/100_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346651636238784434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVdvGF7I/AAAAAAAAARY/xd4OaAQLNhk/s320/100_2260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVq5aGNI/AAAAAAAAARg/-Ccr7wwT8-8/s1600-h/100_2261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346651639771699410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVq5aGNI/AAAAAAAAARg/-Ccr7wwT8-8/s320/100_2261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVgRKOII/AAAAAAAAARo/dOydCbH-Rjo/s1600-h/100_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346651636918532226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVgRKOII/AAAAAAAAARo/dOydCbH-Rjo/s320/100_2262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfV0RF6BI/AAAAAAAAARw/d1du7Bzg2CE/s1600-h/100_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346651642286958610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfV0RF6BI/AAAAAAAAARw/d1du7Bzg2CE/s320/100_2263.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/4888359563691065934-7732763410195395574?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7732763410195395574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=7732763410195395574&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7732763410195395574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7732763410195395574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/creepy.html' title='Creepy!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SjMfVdvGF7I/AAAAAAAAARY/xd4OaAQLNhk/s72-c/100_2260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4366520599346592702</id><published>2009-06-03T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:27:43.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time!!!</title><content type='html'>We are ready for summer down here in Houston!! We have been having fun in the sun (and in the a/c as much as possible). We try to hit the splash pad at least once a month, and Wade LOVES to play with ice on the back porch. We do this almost everyday. Wade is really trying to talk these days too. He has some words down and some words only I can understand (we call his language &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wadeish&lt;/span&gt;). The other day he was looking at his book and turning the pages saying "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;happ&lt;/span&gt;-y, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;happ&lt;/span&gt;-y, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;happ&lt;/span&gt;-y". It was so cute! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgBRXMNeI/AAAAAAAAARA/CcISwsQccGY/s1600-h/EMay+624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343204320366835170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgBRXMNeI/AAAAAAAAARA/CcISwsQccGY/s320/EMay+624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgBFBB4lI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uyvu6JJveHQ/s1600-h/EMay+608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343204317052658258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgBFBB4lI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uyvu6JJveHQ/s320/EMay+608.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAtxQy7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HCDkKU9q1Ac/s1600-h/100_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343204310812511154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAtxQy7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/HCDkKU9q1Ac/s320/100_2227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAPMl4PI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cBdVIZmVO8I/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343204302605639922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAPMl4PI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cBdVIZmVO8I/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are in full fledged discipline mode here. Wade is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;approaching&lt;/span&gt; the terrible two's and I am trying to lay down the law early and let him know that he can't get away with murder and cannot have whatever he wants. So far so good! He does have to sit in time out two to three times a week but I can see that he knows I mean business when I say NO! We'll see what the future holds. I'm trying to stick to my guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAVX2UjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/C_NzIqMykgc/s1600-h/100_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343204304263467570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgAVX2UjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/C_NzIqMykgc/s320/100_2224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also trying to keep up the running as best I can. I took a month off after the half marathon and pretty much lost all of my endurance. I am still fighting these darned shin splints. I'm in a running club and we just ran a 5k. I finished, it wasn't pretty, but I finished. Clay decided to run this one with me and he did great! I can't wait for the day when Wade can run those 1 mile kid fun runs with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibsuHo4SxI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sdPk2McPz_g/s1600-h/EMay+728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343218284990319378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibsuHo4SxI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sdPk2McPz_g/s320/EMay+728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sibst6PVYtI/AAAAAAAAARI/33Mnh__OzQs/s1600-h/EMay+726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343218281393513170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sibst6PVYtI/AAAAAAAAARI/33Mnh__OzQs/s320/EMay+726.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-4366520599346592702?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4366520599346592702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4366520599346592702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4366520599346592702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4366520599346592702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time.html' title='Summer time!!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SibgBRXMNeI/AAAAAAAAARA/CcISwsQccGY/s72-c/EMay+624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4760584685418335543</id><published>2009-05-03T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:38:29.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring time!!</title><content type='html'>Easter was great this year! Clay came home for the weekend and we all got to spend some time together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Wade is all ready to go hunt some eggs. (too bad it was raining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf24-A1H0iI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WoDQrNWCcHE/s1600-h/100_2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620909390746146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf24-A1H0iI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WoDQrNWCcHE/s320/100_2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay and Wade all ready for church Easter Sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249yTm4yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1LSWwJLRMRQ/s1600-h/100_2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620905492079394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249yTm4yI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1LSWwJLRMRQ/s320/100_2191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade and I took a small road trip out to Chapel Hill with some of our friends to get some bluebonnet pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249sxZ1BI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LOLRqeDNtOA/s1600-h/4915.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620904006439954" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249sxZ1BI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LOLRqeDNtOA/s320/4915.bmp" 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/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249Y-bCCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/N59tJzCwHWQ/s1600-h/4870.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620898692335650" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249Y-bCCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/N59tJzCwHWQ/s320/4870.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249XdivkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-OcaKvYBJh8/s1600-h/100_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620898285993538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf249XdivkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/-OcaKvYBJh8/s320/100_2210.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/4888359563691065934-4760584685418335543?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4760584685418335543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4760584685418335543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4760584685418335543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4760584685418335543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-time.html' title='Spring time!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Sf24-A1H0iI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WoDQrNWCcHE/s72-c/100_2188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2193419772044275379</id><published>2009-04-26T21:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:31:02.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay is HOME!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Clay is finally home!!! We are soooo excited. Wade LOVES his daddy so much. It is so awesome to see them together. I am so glad to have him back. Clay was offshore installing a new rig out in the Gulf of Mexico for a month and a half, and before that he was in Corpus Christi for about 4 months getting the rig ready to sail. He has been home for a week now and we are all still adjusting to each other again. We are just glad to have everything back to normal. I have already put him to work here. Hanging things on the walls, mowing the lawn, painting the kitchen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of Clay hard at work out there in the deep blue sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is on the deck of the ship working with the riggers. (actually doing some manual labor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCKoW35I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Pm3hPqXpah0/s1600-h/Still+Ugly_But+Better+Pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCcMasII/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAQ-6uEi-bc/s1600-h/Me+working+offshore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329189965246673026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCcMasII/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAQ-6uEi-bc/s320/Me+working+offshore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is on the bridge overseeing many operations. This is where he said he spent most of his time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCLoJDTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Iqs1mJudtaU/s1600-h/Me+on+bridge_small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329189960799554866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCLoJDTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Iqs1mJudtaU/s320/Me+on+bridge_small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the deck of the ship with the rig (Thunderhawk) behind him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCKoW35I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Pm3hPqXpah0/s1600-h/Still+Ugly_But+Better+Pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329189960532025234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCKoW35I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Pm3hPqXpah0/s320/Still+Ugly_But+Better+Pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the ship he was on for the month and a half he was out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCmhi1rI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ga78o_KGyl8/s1600-h/Boa+SubC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329189968019642034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCmhi1rI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ga78o_KGyl8/s320/Boa+SubC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is Thunderhawk!!! INSTALLED!!! YAY! Clay has literally been working on this project since before Wade as born. Now onto the next one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCVre11I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Khh3An51RPk/s1600-h/Thawk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329189963497920338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCVre11I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Khh3An51RPk/s320/Thawk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4888359563691065934-2193419772044275379?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2193419772044275379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2193419772044275379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2193419772044275379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2193419772044275379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/clay-is-home.html' title='Clay is HOME!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SfUWCcMasII/AAAAAAAAAPg/WAQ-6uEi-bc/s72-c/Me+working+offshore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6121296425382130989</id><published>2009-04-19T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:11:17.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Photos</title><content type='html'>Not too much to say in this post. Just a few pictures of my little guy. I know every parent says it but it is just so hard to believe how fast kids grow up. Thank God for pictures because I can hardly remember this little boy as a baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how big this little guy is getting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2ARMTgAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/b6B7o1BbNa4/s1600-h/100_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326480731282833410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2ARMTgAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/b6B7o1BbNa4/s320/100_2175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves puzzles! Here he is just after putting this one back together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2AkAZXvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9CB2awwSqUI/s1600-h/100_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326480736333160178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2AkAZXvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9CB2awwSqUI/s320/100_2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2ArXBMJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bH4D7RvOqe8/s1600-h/100_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326480738307092626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2ArXBMJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bH4D7RvOqe8/s320/100_2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2A_PbLxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/d0c9DvnD570/s1600-h/100_2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326480743643950866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2A_PbLxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/d0c9DvnD570/s320/100_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this might be Wade's 5th haircut. He did so good. (still a little timid though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2BRUpZtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/A5fFMIDrBPA/s1600-h/100_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326480748497692370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2BRUpZtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/A5fFMIDrBPA/s320/100_2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4888359563691065934-6121296425382130989?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6121296425382130989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6121296425382130989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6121296425382130989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6121296425382130989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-photos.html' title='Fun Photos'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/Set2ARMTgAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/b6B7o1BbNa4/s72-c/100_2175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5343502654232409558</id><published>2009-03-22T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:43:00.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trains at Zube Park!!!</title><content type='html'>Our playgroup got together this past Saturday at this super fun place to ride the trains. Wade loved it! We had so much fun and can't wait to take daddy when he gets back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Wade in line waiting to get on the train. It gets really crowed there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPB4AqcuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BIGKomgWX3o/s1600-h/100_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234410023613154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPB4AqcuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BIGKomgWX3o/s320/100_2147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPCoIquKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aKYrlfoTD-M/s1600-h/100_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234422942087330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPCoIquKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/aKYrlfoTD-M/s320/100_2151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPDU4kgqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IfycmOvKQ-Q/s1600-h/100_2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234434954166946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPDU4kgqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IfycmOvKQ-Q/s320/100_2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these little trains....too cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPDGpV-TI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4XO0mFMSeJE/s1600-h/100_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234431132203314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPDGpV-TI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4XO0mFMSeJE/s320/100_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade holding on as we ride around in the "forest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPEEKY1uI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bxTpNWaWYcs/s1600-h/100_2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234447645365986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPEEKY1uI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bxTpNWaWYcs/s320/100_2161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are pulling up to the train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccRNBIioNI/AAAAAAAAANI/f9XjTozi7UM/s1600-h/2658_71035104531_661959531_2286364_4580749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316236800474390738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccRNBIioNI/AAAAAAAAANI/f9XjTozi7UM/s320/2658_71035104531_661959531_2286364_4580749_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the things we saw along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR9KY12nI/AAAAAAAAANg/b_JsSCpALow/s1600-h/2658_71033714531_661959531_2286314_4662648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316237627592399474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR9KY12nI/AAAAAAAAANg/b_JsSCpALow/s320/2658_71033714531_661959531_2286314_4662648_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR8dZ4jpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZWz5tzxASZQ/s1600-h/2658_71033704531_661959531_2286313_6591320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316237615517175442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR8dZ4jpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZWz5tzxASZQ/s320/2658_71033704531_661959531_2286313_6591320_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR84jNwGI/AAAAAAAAANY/mpTjTyZ-FTk/s1600-h/2658_71032929531_661959531_2286277_1018207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316237622804070498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccR84jNwGI/AAAAAAAAANY/mpTjTyZ-FTk/s320/2658_71032929531_661959531_2286277_1018207_n.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-5343502654232409558?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5343502654232409558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5343502654232409558&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5343502654232409558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5343502654232409558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/trains-at-zube-park.html' title='The Trains at Zube Park!!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccPB4AqcuI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BIGKomgWX3o/s72-c/100_2147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2872858782838633116</id><published>2009-03-22T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:17:20.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times in Mansfield</title><content type='html'>Wade and I had to take a trip up to Mansfield to help out my sister while my mom was out of town. We had to keep ourselves busy up there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Chuck E Cheese with my sister and her 3 kiddos on rainy day up there. Here are my two older nieces, Avery and Rylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJvRYt7iI/AAAAAAAAALM/X17MenUvOnw/s1600-h/100_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228592859737634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJvRYt7iI/AAAAAAAAALM/X17MenUvOnw/s320/100_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to Chuck E Cheese Avery and Wade got to watch Veggie Tails in aunt Chelle's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwGm0rGI/AAAAAAAAALU/n96g1aFv3eY/s1600-h/100_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228607145978978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwGm0rGI/AAAAAAAAALU/n96g1aFv3eY/s320/100_2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun times at Chuck E Cheese!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwCxTDyI/AAAAAAAAALc/qljsA23idrQ/s1600-h/100_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228606116171554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwCxTDyI/AAAAAAAAALc/qljsA23idrQ/s320/100_2118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwltEAVI/AAAAAAAAALk/up8vnpxZlHA/s1600-h/100_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228615493648722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJwltEAVI/AAAAAAAAALk/up8vnpxZlHA/s320/100_2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJw060mvI/AAAAAAAAALs/iuw8RdXQC_U/s1600-h/100_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228619577891570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJw060mvI/AAAAAAAAALs/iuw8RdXQC_U/s320/100_2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went and spent a little time with Clay's dad, Becky, and Melissa. We didn't get to stay long, but it was still good to see them. Here is Wade with his Poppa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL6emEd_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WiOSWR5X2I0/s1600-h/100_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316230984407218162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL6emEd_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WiOSWR5X2I0/s320/100_2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade LOVES to hang out on Memaw's deck. He found some of Avery's mud boots and would not take them off. He loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL7O9o14I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pfBycYYRAs4/s1600-h/100_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316230997390972802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL7O9o14I/AAAAAAAAAL8/pfBycYYRAs4/s320/100_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL7HljBKI/AAAAAAAAAME/xQJ7nmcLYlE/s1600-h/100_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316230995410879650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccL7HljBKI/AAAAAAAAAME/xQJ7nmcLYlE/s320/100_2131.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-2872858782838633116?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2872858782838633116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2872858782838633116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2872858782838633116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2872858782838633116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-times-in-mansfield.html' title='Fun times in Mansfield'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccJvRYt7iI/AAAAAAAAALM/X17MenUvOnw/s72-c/100_2113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-3522418318214529116</id><published>2009-03-22T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:16:58.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo Day at school</title><content type='html'>When the Houston Live Stock Show and Rodeo comes to town, everyone gets into the rodeo spirit. Wade's school arranged for two longhorns and a "real" cowgirl to come out for all the kids to see. This is funny that they said "real" cowgirl because Wade's M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emaw&lt;/span&gt; (my mom) is a "real" cowgirl. She has been riding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barrels&lt;/span&gt;, training, and taking care of horses for over 20 years now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Wade did get a big kick out of seeing those huge longhorns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHkY_R1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YSQGvXsDn3U/s1600-h/100_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316226206898706226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHkY_R1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YSQGvXsDn3U/s320/100_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHlLx7RKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/T-LuAySEFys/s1600-h/100_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316226220532909218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHlLx7RKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/T-LuAySEFys/s320/100_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHln-kF5I/AAAAAAAAALE/nkEeI58m6M4/s1600-h/100_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316226228102109074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHln-kF5I/AAAAAAAAALE/nkEeI58m6M4/s320/100_2104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-3522418318214529116?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3522418318214529116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=3522418318214529116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3522418318214529116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3522418318214529116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/rodeo-day-at-school.html' title='Rodeo Day at school'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccHkY_R1zI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YSQGvXsDn3U/s72-c/100_2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-1821503276092884074</id><published>2009-03-22T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:44:03.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness!!!!</title><content type='html'>The month of March has been nuts!!! Wade and I are doing the best we can to keep ourselves busy. We have lunch with our friends, visit family, and go to fun places to pass the time. Here are a few pictures of how we have been spending our time so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clay made it home for a few days and spent the best quality time with us he could. Wade even took a nap with his daddy in Clay's favorite napping place. It was so cute! Wade hasn't done this since he was a baby. I think he knew daddy needed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBZWoQsDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gWzX0-9SMEw/s1600-h/100_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316219420216963122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBZWoQsDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gWzX0-9SMEw/s320/100_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my handsome man on our way to lunch with the ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBa0kiCuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/O57HgSz2Q4w/s1600-h/100_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316219445434256098" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBa0kiCuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/O57HgSz2Q4w/s320/100_2097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One morning I walk into the kitchen to find Wade climbing on his high chair, which is a big "No No!!", but I just had to take a picture before I made him "Get Down!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccC47b4ZRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HDBv9G1r6Hc/s1600-h/100_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316221062184723730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccC47b4ZRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HDBv9G1r6Hc/s320/100_2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccC5aEdzxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mON-NmTNKak/s1600-h/100_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316221070408011538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccC5aEdzxI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mON-NmTNKak/s320/100_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our trip up to Mansfield we got to have lunch with one of my best friends, Laura. She is always taking pictures, so we can remember our fun times together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBZyNJOkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9EvXXQIw_oo/s1600-h/sml.sz.Rachelle+n+Wade+time+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316219427619420738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBZyNJOkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9EvXXQIw_oo/s320/sml.sz.Rachelle+n+Wade+time+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some not so fun times.....Wade tends to stand up on the couch, which is also a BIG no no, and just as I was telling Wade to sit down, he took a huge fall and hit his head right on the edge of the coffee table. "That is exactly why I tell you to SIT DOWN!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBaYtXe0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/NkR6WNFmNrc/s1600-h/100_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316219437955119938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBaYtXe0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/NkR6WNFmNrc/s320/100_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBbqGKcgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6JhCK4IsMnA/s1600-h/100_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/4888359563691065934-1821503276092884074?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1821503276092884074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=1821503276092884074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1821503276092884074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1821503276092884074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness!!!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SccBZWoQsDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gWzX0-9SMEw/s72-c/100_2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4178094788504623845</id><published>2009-02-17T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:35:09.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>I did it. It is over!!! The Austin Half Marathon is now a thing of the past. I had an absolute blast. I had so many people there supporting me and running with me. A little background on this thing. Last summer, Ami, my Stroller Strides instructor (and friend) came up with this "great idea" to train for the Austin Half Marathon. She was pregnant and I wanted to get pregnant so I thought "sure!" thinking it would never happen. Somewhere along the way I told Mel (Clay's sister in law) about this race. She has run a half and two full marathons before. She said she would run this one with me. Awesome! I started training in August with Ami and Kristy and found out how freaking HARD this was. I had so many talks with Clay telling him that I just don't think I can do this. He is such a huge supporter and told me that I set a goal, so just do it. It is that simple. Ha! Ami and Kristy would have to keep my spirits up too. They were the best running partners and supporters. So fine, I'm going to do this. &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;I had my 10 year high school reunion in October and I told a few of my old friends (Laura, Jessica, Anna, and Yvonne) about it and they said they would run it too. Awesome! In the beginning I had some of the worst shin splits I have ever felt. I was in tears on some of our runs. I also got bronchitis along the way and pretty much had to start my training over, but I caught back up! And here we are race day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this confidence that I hadn't had all training. I just knew I could do this. I had a really good pace (for me) in the beginning. In the first 5 miles we got a little taste of some hills. I had a game I would play with myself while on those hills. As I was running up them and thinking, crap, this is hard, I would tell myself after this there will be a downhill. That helped a lot. Melissa also gave me a trick to just focus on the current mile. So after mile 4 or so I would just tell myself, "I'm looking for that mile 5 sign" then after I saw that sign I would just be looking for the mile 6 sign. That helped a lot too. Clay and is brother Brett were hanging out at mile 6 to cheer us on. It was so great to see them and I felt so good at that point. But things really started hurting during that mile. So I had to take a little walk break during mile 7. I was ok with that, I made it 7 miles without walking. So then I would run 3 minutes and walk 1. I felt awesome about it because that was what everyone around me was doing too. I had to walk up all the crazy hills, then I would run down them. Let me just tell you about these hills. Seriously, I mean at some point I would just say, you've got to be kidding me. The biggest one was at mile 10 and GOOD LORD! It was just mean. At some point I looked down at my Garmin and started doing some calculations in my head and I thought, Oh My Gosh!! I might be able to finish this thing in under 3 hours. Based on my training I really thought I would finish at 3 and a half hours. So I started to book it (as much as you can book it after 10 miles). I crossed that finish line and I was so pumped. I FINISHED A HALF MARATHON. I really thought I would cry. I didn't (at the finish line). I did cry in mile 1 and somewhere in mile 12 or so. I just couldn't believe I was actually doing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I freaking did it. I still can't believe it. Here are a ton of pictures from the big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basket Mel gave me before the race. She is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-dhVKgiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/esIs4mG49hw/s1600-h/100_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972031787336226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-dhVKgiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/esIs4mG49hw/s320/100_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with Grant (Ami's hubby), Ami (the one who started all of this), and Kristy before the race. My awesome running buddies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt34YkQRlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/73JBD44CAFM/s1600-h/100_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303964796709783122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt34YkQRlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/73JBD44CAFM/s320/100_2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with Melissa. I am so thankful for her. She helped me so much with her information and support. Love her!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt34qe5WiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/r4bcGA0C598/s1600-h/100_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303964801519147554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt34qe5WiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/r4bcGA0C598/s320/100_2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my high school girls (Laura, Yvonne, Me, Jessica, and Anna). These girls blew me away. To just kind of sign up for this thing on a whim and they all came out and rocked this thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt348_HR5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OwKli_f6yDU/s1600-h/100_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303964806486116242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt348_HR5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OwKli_f6yDU/s320/100_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start line!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt35Al877I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-kvphSmm8e0/s1600-h/100_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303964807454322610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt35Al877I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-kvphSmm8e0/s320/100_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa, Ami, and Kristy can be seen in this photo. Can you find them??? Grant and I are in there too just hidden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt35XKw2zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hqGs8JONx80/s1600-h/100_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303964813514300210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt35XKw2zI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hqGs8JONx80/s320/100_2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good at mile 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7s-giUMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SIYYhBLDEWI/s1600-h/100_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303968998782816450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7s-giUMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SIYYhBLDEWI/s320/100_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINISHED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7s1UKjzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wy0-OhGii40/s1600-h/100_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303968996315008818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7s1UKjzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wy0-OhGii40/s320/100_2036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost finished under 3 hours. Oh well, next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7t3SsuSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RuxlKKGGSIY/s1600-h/100_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303969014025599266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7t3SsuSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RuxlKKGGSIY/s320/100_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Stroller Strides girls after the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7tYk_CJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hGsEBK4xirA/s1600-h/100_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303969005780797586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7tYk_CJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hGsEBK4xirA/s320/100_2041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Mel after the race. (she had time to go back to the hotel and shower before I finished, she rocked this race)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-c8SVCBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iF2dNXYaQTo/s1600-h/100_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972021843331090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-c8SVCBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iF2dNXYaQTo/s320/100_2048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura and Anna after the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7tYw__TI/AAAAAAAAAI8/welJYljDOwM/s1600-h/100_2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303969005831191858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt7tYw__TI/AAAAAAAAAI8/welJYljDOwM/s320/100_2040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaahhhh! The reward after the race!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-e6LqiQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K9jAuhYImmg/s1600-h/100_2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972055638247682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-e6LqiQI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K9jAuhYImmg/s320/100_2051.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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-4178094788504623845?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4178094788504623845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4178094788504623845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4178094788504623845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4178094788504623845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!!!!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SZt-dhVKgiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/esIs4mG49hw/s72-c/100_2055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4158973330043997975</id><published>2009-02-15T00:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:41:55.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here in my hotel room with Clay, Melissa, and Brett all sound asleep. It is almost 1:00 in the morning, our alarms are set for 4:30 a.m. I am so nervous for this big race. I have been training since the middle of August. Six months of hard work and the end is only a few hours away. How am I supposed to sleep???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can get 2 or so hours of sleep. Full report of the race to come.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-4158973330043997975?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4158973330043997975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4158973330043997975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4158973330043997975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4158973330043997975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-978465762775674173</id><published>2009-01-29T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:56:57.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the ER</title><content type='html'>I know I have been bad about updating this blog. I just couldn't think of anything to post. Well today I got some new material. Wade and I were out in the back yard. He was pointing out airplanes and singing to me. So I wanted to take some pictures and maybe a video. I took a few snap shots and turned on the video. Then Wade fell and hit his chin right on the edge of the deck and split it open. I was trying to figure out what I should do. I really felt like it wasn't big enough for a stitch. I remembered the local corner ER clinic down the street. So I took him there because I would have felt so bad tomorrow if he really did need a stitch. Of coarse I was right. It will heal on its own, just keep it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the video I was taking when the incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8eec0744960c39d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08eec0744960c39d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69794753FCE7DE2410B4D598B7AE1D960F0A937F.4DEC694C004DA08FED4BA7B074C417416562A017%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8eec0744960c39d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt1xuCgJ6PbyOzrBCmTn-SwXyw8I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08eec0744960c39d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329962451%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69794753FCE7DE2410B4D598B7AE1D960F0A937F.4DEC694C004DA08FED4BA7B074C417416562A017%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8eec0744960c39d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt1xuCgJ6PbyOzrBCmTn-SwXyw8I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is before the incident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ457J30RI/AAAAAAAAAHs/L4BxUDpyzjk/s1600-h/100_1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296929048268099858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ457J30RI/AAAAAAAAAHs/L4BxUDpyzjk/s320/100_1970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the tiny cut on his chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ46LykwII/AAAAAAAAAH0/Y-lX8k-PxUc/s1600-h/100_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296929052733784194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ46LykwII/AAAAAAAAAH0/Y-lX8k-PxUc/s320/100_1984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade showing me where his boo boo is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ46AujKNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sZ0aLbM-h3U/s1600-h/100_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296929049764112594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ46AujKNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sZ0aLbM-h3U/s320/100_1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must say that the local corner ER clinic was awesome. We were in and out of there in less than 30 minutes. If we would have gone to the hospital ER, we would have been there for hours. I love this clinic. Good to know that they are there because I know this won't be our last trip to the ER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-978465762775674173?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8eec0744960c39d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/978465762775674173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=978465762775674173&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/978465762775674173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/978465762775674173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-trip-to-er.html' title='First Trip to the ER'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SYJ457J30RI/AAAAAAAAAHs/L4BxUDpyzjk/s72-c/100_1970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-8614016896669997692</id><published>2008-12-22T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:21:27.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Chistmas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is almost here! Wade and I have been getting things ready while Clay is in Corpus Christi working hard for us. This has been really hard on Clay. He goes out to dinner and sees families all together and misses us tons. We miss him tons too. While it is really cool that his job takes him to so many great places doing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt; things, it sucks at the same time because it takes him away from us. Honestly, we are very thankful that Clay HAS a job, and can provide for us. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_Kg_g3gPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FwpSNyRJcFs/s1600-h/wadeandsanta.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of what Clay is working on. Clay is involved in the hull which is the part of the offshore oil platform that is in the water. Here it is on a ship in Singapore. The hull is the big hunk of steal (the yellow, gray, and brown thing) sitting on the ship. That ship brought it over here from Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_KhXEtVtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ic4DfMDgv0I/s1600-h/TH-Loadout-0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282663562407139026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_KhXEtVtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ic4DfMDgv0I/s320/TH-Loadout-0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Wade's picture with Santa this year. He just couldn't believe that I would hand him over to this strange man and just walk away. Maybe next year we'll get a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_Kg_g3gPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FwpSNyRJcFs/s1600-h/wadeandsanta.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282663556082794738" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_Kg_g3gPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FwpSNyRJcFs/s320/wadeandsanta.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope you all have a very Merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_KiE6BlgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fI8Jxk5raCo/s1600-h/100_1927.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282663574710359554" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_KiE6BlgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fI8Jxk5raCo/s320/100_1927.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_Kia8REFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RY5ngCWBNp0/s1600-h/100_1925.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282663580625342546" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_Kia8REFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RY5ngCWBNp0/s320/100_1925.1.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/4888359563691065934-8614016896669997692?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8614016896669997692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=8614016896669997692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/8614016896669997692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/8614016896669997692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-chistmas.html' title='Merry Chistmas!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SU_KhXEtVtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ic4DfMDgv0I/s72-c/TH-Loadout-0079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-1430749356645481829</id><published>2008-12-12T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:42:22.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad it's over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We did it! We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; go tubes in Wade's ears. I can't believe how fast it all went down, but I am so glad it is over. We have been talking about this since October. I tried everything to avoid them. I did all I could do and there was still fluid in there, so we did what we had to do. It really wasn't too bad. It took about 15 minutes and he was happy to see me in the recovery room. Here we are right after he woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SUK-JQWc-YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H6F2WXTJJTQ/s1600-h/100_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278990779448883586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SUK-JQWc-YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H6F2WXTJJTQ/s320/100_1915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who told me how easy it would be. It really did help to hear that so many people had gone through this and it was so easy. They were all right. I just hope we don't have to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-1430749356645481829?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1430749356645481829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=1430749356645481829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1430749356645481829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/1430749356645481829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/12/glad-its-over.html' title='Glad it&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SUK-JQWc-YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/H6F2WXTJJTQ/s72-c/100_1915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-2968957998447003768</id><published>2008-12-10T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:03:16.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting tubes</title><content type='html'>Well we finally saw the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday and it was confirmed, Wade needs tubes in his ears. There is still fluid in there. That makes it since October that Wade has had fluid in his ears. He doesn't always have an infection with the fluid but fluid is in there none the less. He has been on 6 different antibiotics and doctors really don't like to repeat antibiotics, and frankly neither do I. So on to tubes. The doctor had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cancellation&lt;/span&gt; and we are getting them TOMORROW (Thursday, Dec 11) morning. I just pray that everything goes smoothly in there. I know this is a very routine procedure, but anytime your kiddo has to be put under, it's SCARY. I'll let you know how things go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-2968957998447003768?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2968957998447003768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=2968957998447003768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2968957998447003768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/2968957998447003768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-tubes.html' title='Getting tubes'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5600292660236490789</id><published>2008-12-08T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:10:34.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>::I've been Tagged::</title><content type='html'>I was reading my &lt;a href="http://www.owenscrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend's&lt;/a&gt; blog the other day and noticed she listed 6 things that made her happy. I thought this was great, then at the end of the post she "tagged" some of her blogging friends to do the same on their blog. I was on that list so here goes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things that make me HAPPY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;My sweet husband- &lt;/strong&gt;I could not ask for a better husband. Clay is so helpful around the house, works so hard to support our family, is GREAT with Wade, and is so loving. Sometimes I don't know how he does it, but he always does. These past few weeks have been a little hard on us. He has been in and out of town since June and will be until at least March of next year. Through all that he still maintains his "awesome husband" status. I honestly think I have the best husband in the whole world (sorry ladies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST3s5w-GG6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/yRWwFPIWHtA/s1600-h/100_1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277634815490136994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST3s5w-GG6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/yRWwFPIWHtA/s320/100_1905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;My healthy, super cute, little boy- &lt;/strong&gt;Aside from a few ear infections, Wade has been pretty healthy. (Thanks be to God, we are so lucky). I also got really lucky on getting a FREAKEN cute kid. No, Wade has just been so much fun these days. He has been such a joy in our lives. Clay can go from having a horrible day, to walking in the door and seeing Wade run to him yelling "Dada!!!!!" and all those bad day blues go away. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST39X_kYQMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/w_vemTRBlgQ/s1600-h/100_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277652926990926018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST39X_kYQMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/w_vemTRBlgQ/s320/100_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;My running buddies- &lt;/strong&gt;As you know, I am training for a half marathon. I run with two girls from Stroller Strides, Ami and Kristy. If I did not have them, I would have already quit. This is one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. Running is not easy for me! Ami and Kristy are so positive and encouraging. They are awesome for just putting up with me. I complain, moan and groan, and get down on my self all the time. I honestly don't know how they are not sick of me by now. It makes me happy that they are there for me and let me try to keep up with them during our runs. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Wade's school-&lt;/strong&gt; I love that I can drop Wade off and know that he is having fun, learning, and making friends while I go and get some things done. I can shop, clean house, make cookies hahaha, and go to appointments all while Wade is safely at school. His teachers are great and so loving. He has so much fun there and I am soooo happy to take him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;My DVR- &lt;/strong&gt;I know this sounds terrible but I am a tv-aholic. I love "my shows" and a lot of my shows come on when I am running or giving Wade a bath. But no worries, I have a DVR. I can watch my shows later commercial free. It is the best invention EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;Baking- &lt;/strong&gt;I honestly love to bake! I have so much fun making sweet treats for people. I know I will be the cause of Wade's teachers gaining at least a pound over these holidays. I have so much fun watching people's faces light up when I give them some goodies. This last week I made some cookies for a cookie exchange I went to on Saturday. I had to make 65 cookies for the party. Everyone there would go home with 5 cookies from each batch. I started on Monday working on these cookies. I made drawings of each cookie so I would know what colors of icing I needed and how I was going to decorate them. Then I spent a day making icing and the cookie dough (a shout out to my Kitchen Aid stand mixer, couldn't have done it without you). A day was spent just rolling out the dough and baking all the cookies. Then two days on just icing and decorating the little guys. They came out looking awesome so, of coarse, I had to take a picture. Needless to say a few "WOWs" were said at the party, and that made it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST30N9FiQ_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/1g9sw6SBq-U/s1600-h/100_1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277642858921346034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST30N9FiQ_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/1g9sw6SBq-U/s320/100_1914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, 6 things that make me happy. This post was actually kind of fun, and totally put a smile on my face. One day when I am down, I'll come back and read this post. If you haven't done this before, you should. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.owenscrew.com/"&gt;Kristy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-5600292660236490789?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5600292660236490789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=5600292660236490789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5600292660236490789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/5600292660236490789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-tagged.html' title='::I&apos;ve been Tagged::'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/ST3s5w-GG6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/yRWwFPIWHtA/s72-c/100_1905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6112616260768885815</id><published>2008-12-01T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:37:05.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First 5k</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We changed it up a little this year in order to avoid all the driving we would have to do in the DFW area to visit all the family up there. It was a good Thanksgiving and we had tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning of turkey day I ran my first 5k with my friend Kristy. I have been training for a half marathon for the past 8 weeks with my friends Ami and Kristy. This was a very good point in the training program to get some "race" experience. Oh man was it a learning experience. I am so glad I did it. I ended up having a little bit of a hard time. It was so humid outside which made it very hard to breath. There were 950 people running this 5k, and the tons of people running past me was a very big distraction. The mob of people kind of made me run at a faster pace than what I am used to, which is not always a bad thing, it just made it even harder for me to breath. (These are all my excuses as to why I had to walk a few times). I was so heartbroken that I had to end up walking some. I have been running 3 miles at around 40 minutes in our training, and I finished the 5k at almost 41 minutes. So tonight's run was 3 miles and I was so mad that I hauled butt (for me of coarse) and finished the 3 miles in 36 minutes. ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are a few pictures from the big race day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYZmbpGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f3ZHGIQNtM8/s1600-h/n1151395568_231911_5788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275061385072190562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYZmbpGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f3ZHGIQNtM8/s320/n1151395568_231911_5788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIY45rXJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5nOu_pEQmUM/s1600-h/n1151395568_231917_7158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275061393474411666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIY45rXJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5nOu_pEQmUM/s320/n1151395568_231917_7158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYrIEOjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pKzIAqIznNs/s1600-h/n1151395568_231913_6233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275061389776665138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYrIEOjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pKzIAqIznNs/s320/n1151395568_231913_6233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYnrjGzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UsgHXLJSsHM/s1600-h/n1151395568_231915_6699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275061388851747634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYnrjGzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UsgHXLJSsHM/s320/n1151395568_231915_6699.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/4888359563691065934-6112616260768885815?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6112616260768885815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6112616260768885815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6112616260768885815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6112616260768885815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-5k.html' title='First 5k'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/STTIYZmbpGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f3ZHGIQNtM8/s72-c/n1151395568_231911_5788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-486586777639536872</id><published>2008-11-15T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:06:30.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiropractor??</title><content type='html'>We have been battling ear infections in Wade's ears for the past 8 months. We get an infection, get rid of it and a couple months later, another one shows up. Sometimes the doctor says double ear infection and sometimes she says "fluid in his ears". Either way, Wade is on Antibiotics for 10 days. Our second run on Amoxicillin, he had a huge reaction. Major hives everywhere. No breathing trouble, but scary non the less. This last time we were on about 3 different antibiotics and then had to have a round of antibiotic shots to try to get rid of the infection. I think the fluid is still there. The doctor pretty much told me that our next step is going to an ENT to put tubes in his ears. I have heard that these infections can damage their hearing and cause speech problems, so I started to become ok with putting tubes in his ears. Then I just found out that tubes can damage their hearing too. So now I don't know what to do. Many of my friends have told me to try a chiropractor to help with his ear infections. I have been seeing a chiropractor for 4 or so months now myself, and have a pretty good relationship with him and his staff. I just don't know if this is safe for kids. I am still not 100% sure it is safe (or even helping) for me. Of coarse on the Internet it says chiropractors are horrible for kids under 5 and then it says that they are miracle workers and can keep kids from having tubes put in their ears. Our pediatrician just kind of looked at me funny when I asked her if the chiropractor could help us. She said she just wasn't taught that way. I guess I am going to at least try it. I would rather not have to get tubes in his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my little man eating is first sandwich big boy style. I don't have to cut it up for him anymore. He holds it and takes bites off of it just like a big boy. Dang they grow up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SSF4idJaluI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WmTElbTqRO0/s1600-h/100_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269625572335195874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SSF4idJaluI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WmTElbTqRO0/s320/100_1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-486586777639536872?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/486586777639536872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=486586777639536872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/486586777639536872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/486586777639536872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/11/chiropractor.html' title='Chiropractor??'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SSF4idJaluI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WmTElbTqRO0/s72-c/100_1897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-7526169386140014172</id><published>2008-10-30T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:51:20.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay at home moms.</title><content type='html'>"What do you do all day?" "Don't you get bored?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get asked these questions all the time. Well, Wade and I do lots of stuff (and now I get to do stuff alone when Wade is at school, whewho). Today for instance we had our weekly playgroup, which was a fun Halloween party where the kiddos dressed up. It was so much fun to see all the kids in their costumes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so fortunate to be able to stay at home with Wade. We do get bored sometimes and I do miss work, A LOT!, but it will all be worth it. I sometimes get jealous of my friends with jobs who get to go out in the real world, wear real clothes, and have real adult conversations (not talking about the kids, birth, or breastfeeding). But just like they are confident in their decision to go to work I try to be confident in my decision to stay home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway here are a few fun pictures from today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-lO6c9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9n_ezszTSCA/s1600-h/100_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263158292659369170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-lO6c9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9n_ezszTSCA/s320/100_1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-lWoearI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZkH8gvTYXuE/s1600-h/100_1867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263158294731451058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-lWoearI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZkH8gvTYXuE/s320/100_1867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-mTdmswI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8fFeLNX5vyU/s1600-h/100_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263158311060419330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-mTdmswI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8fFeLNX5vyU/s320/100_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-k5xi_fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/76B7tl8mqp0/s1600-h/100_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263158286984871410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-k5xi_fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/76B7tl8mqp0/s320/100_1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and a few of the cookies I made for the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-mp5eyXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VumY4Us8WnI/s1600-h/100_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263158317082921330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-mp5eyXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VumY4Us8WnI/s320/100_1861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp_Y9wWZTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TmiME9CwDlU/s1600-h/100_1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159181406790962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp_Y9wWZTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TmiME9CwDlU/s320/100_1863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4888359563691065934-7526169386140014172?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7526169386140014172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=7526169386140014172&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7526169386140014172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7526169386140014172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-at-home-moms.html' title='Stay at home moms.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SQp-lO6c9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9n_ezszTSCA/s72-c/100_1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-8912931420215948142</id><published>2008-10-18T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:12:44.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery's visit</title><content type='html'>My niece Avery came to stay with us for 2 weeks a little while back and we had so much fun with her here. We had a girls day one day where I took her to Bridgeland's Nature Fest. We had so much fun. She loved the pony rides there, the petting area, and the Indian teepee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery and Wade played so well together. She loved to drive Wade all over the house on one of his ride on toys. Wade climbed onto the open dish washer one day and got upset when Avery told him "no no". She thinks she is a little momma (with two little sisters, she kind of is). She was a big help while she was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade just loves his cousin, Avery, and I think she has tons of fun here too. We love having her hear. She can be a little bit of a pill sometimes, but this visit went exceptionaly well. She was such a good girl. Here are a few pictures of her time here with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup_AlbNpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gYsoFSdRLWg/s1600-h/100_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258983889839011474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup_AlbNpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gYsoFSdRLWg/s320/100_1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup-dAJklI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yy5q7yCADIA/s1600-h/100_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258983880287425106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup-dAJklI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yy5q7yCADIA/s320/100_1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup9jsDY6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/o3Pt07tgKaI/s1600-h/100_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258983864902312866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup9jsDY6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/o3Pt07tgKaI/s320/100_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup96y7U2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mfymwPw6qLs/s1600-h/100_1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258983871105160034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup96y7U2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mfymwPw6qLs/s320/100_1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup9WbpvfI/AAAAAAAAADs/dSiHkmQJ050/s1600-h/100_1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258983861343862258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup9WbpvfI/AAAAAAAAADs/dSiHkmQJ050/s320/100_1750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPur7-vS8tI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FMUrawdNvE8/s1600-h/100_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258986036827189970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPur7-vS8tI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FMUrawdNvE8/s320/100_1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-8912931420215948142?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8912931420215948142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=8912931420215948142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/8912931420215948142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/8912931420215948142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/10/averys-visit.html' title='Avery&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SPup_AlbNpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gYsoFSdRLWg/s72-c/100_1765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6019790073896042365</id><published>2008-09-29T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:05:51.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime at the Thompson's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lots has been going on lately. It seemed to be hard to get back into the swing of things after the hurricane blew through. There are still trees down, fences down, and debris all over the place. I still can't believe how lucky we were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wade has been going to school two days a week for 2 weeks strait now. His first 2 weeks (before Ike) was really tough on him and must have been tough on his teacher because she asked me to bring his lovey to school to help him adjust. I any of you know Clay, he is the guy who said "I don't want my son dragging around a blanket !" Well our son is the kid dragging around a blanket on the playground at school, hahaha. I think it is so funny. According to the teacher it is really helping him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would share a few photos of our new addition to our "playroom". Wade's first day of school, I went shopping at Big Lots. Sounds kid of crazy that I picked Big Lots to shop at but I thought I am kid free and I have never been there so I randomly dropped in. I found a small slide there for $30. I couldn't believe it. Thirty bucks??? I have shoes that cost more than that. Why not? I could give the thing away if he didn't like it, and only be out $30. I think it is a little big for Wade right now but my niece, Avery, has been here for the last week and a half and she is having a blast on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SOGI9U5zdsI/AAAAAAAAADc/NuSDzrlC6GA/s1600-h/100_1692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251629227655263938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SOGI9U5zdsI/AAAAAAAAADc/NuSDzrlC6GA/s320/100_1692.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SOGI9p9j-NI/AAAAAAAAADk/hWIVy6H0bog/s1600-h/100_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251629233308170450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SOGI9p9j-NI/AAAAAAAAADk/hWIVy6H0bog/s320/100_1695.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/4888359563691065934-6019790073896042365?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6019790073896042365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6019790073896042365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6019790073896042365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6019790073896042365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/playtime-at-thompsons.html' title='Playtime at the Thompson&apos;s'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SOGI9U5zdsI/AAAAAAAAADc/NuSDzrlC6GA/s72-c/100_1692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-4650354196736996961</id><published>2008-09-16T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:08:00.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Hurricane</title><content type='html'>These last few months we have been through a lot of firsts. Wade's first birthday, his first day of school, our first family vacation, and our first hurricane. I am writing this from my parents house due to Mr. Hurricane Ike. I am pretty sure we have power there now, but from what I hear, it is not too fun to be there right now. So we will stay put for now. Let me give you a little summary of what we went through during our first hurricane....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week everyone was watching Ike to see exactly where he was going to go. First Corpus, then Victoria, then Galveston. We were just in Galveston the weekend before. I feel so privileged that I got to see that city before it was wiped out. So Wednesday, we knew it was coming for us, so we started the hurricane preprations. We made a list of everything we needed and Wade and I headed to the grocery store on Thursday morning (after our storytime playgroup at the library of coarse). As I suspected, the place was nuts. People everywhere with this worried look on their faces. I calmly walked up and down the isles and got what we needed. I did feel the panic for a minute at the Pop-Tart isle and felt the need to buy some just because everyone else was. haha. So as Clay fixed up everything outside (mowing the lawn and putting away potential projectiles), I fixed up the house (fill the tubs with water, fill tons of containers with water, set up the Pack n Play in the closet, oh and do the laundry). Friday morning, we are ready for this storm to get here (aside from the windows, I talked Clay out of trying to board them up and he stressed about that all day). We had lunch at Willies Ice house, with tons of other people partying it up before the storm. So Friday night came, we gave Wade a bath and put him to bed and watched the radar. The wind started blowing around 10:30 or 11:00. About 11:30 I started getting scared so I went to get Wade and put him in the Pack n Play set up in our closet. This was supposed to be an easy transfer, but of coarse it did not turn out like that. He woke up and wanted to play. I didn't mind too much because it kind of took my mind off of the loud wind outside our house. So finially about 12:30 or so I put Wade in the Pack n Play and got back in the bed so he would fall asleep. The boy will not go to sleep if he sees you in the room. I sorta fell asleep until 3:00 a.m. when we offically lost power. Then I could really hear that wind howling and blowing stuff all over the place. I said, I can't do this and ran to the closet. Wade and I stayed in that closet all night. I had a little battery powered tv in there with me so I could check on the radar periodically and see where we were in relation to the storm. The wind was so loud, the house would creak and it felt like it even moved a little. I was so scared, I tried my best to just close my eyes and try to sleep. Clay was sound asleep in the bed, dang men, they can sleep through anything. Then around 7:00 a.m. people stared calling to see if we were ok. I sat up and said, "I think so". Then I ventured out of the closet to check on things. The wind was still going crazy outside, but now I could see it since the sun was up. There were leaves and little tree branches all over our yard. I ran to wake Clay up. It felt like Christmas morning when I used to run to go wake Stephanie up, "come on lets go see what Santa brought us". Only this time it wasn't Santa, it was Ike.&lt;br /&gt;Our house really didn't get any damage. We were very lucky. It is hard to believe because there was so much damage around us. We fired up the generator and plugged in our refrigerator and a couple of fans. It really wasn't too bad in the house with those fans on us. Around 3:00 p.m. though we decided that this blows and we should just pack up and head to my parents house. As we were packing the car, one of the neighbors came over and started making small talk and then said, "So I hear you have a generator.....I don't know what we are going to do with our freezer, we have so much meat in there". I didn't want to offer it up without Clay's consent so I just kind of said, I know. Then Clay came outside and offered it up to them. I was glad to let them borrow it. They have 5 kids, one of which was just born August 15th.&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving town, we got to see some of the damage on Barker Cypress. WOW! Power lines down in people's back yard. Some of the poles that were down poked holes in people's roofs. Traffic lights dangleing in the middle of the street where you had to drive around them. It was eerie to think, we just went through a hurricane. A hurricane with winds up to 100 mph. That just freaks me out. And that Galveston is pretty much gone. We were just there. I am still in shock a little bit. I am sure it will be in shock again once I go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is forever long (sorry), but it is the whole story and one day I will look back on this post, read it and still be in shock that we were in hurricane Ike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks be to God for taking care of our family and our friends. Please be with all the others who lost everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-4650354196736996961?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4650354196736996961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=4650354196736996961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4650354196736996961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/4650354196736996961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-first-hurricane.html' title='Our First Hurricane'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-5346581927342603415</id><published>2008-09-09T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:51:38.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Family Vacation.</title><content type='html'>This weekend we got to take our first "family" vacation..... on SBM Atlanita's dime ;). Clay's company has been taking all the employees on a "Company Weekend" for 14 years now. We have gone to the last 4. They pick a resort within driving distance and book rooms for all the employees for 2 nights. Then they give us $100 to spend while we are there. This year we went to Moody Gardens in Galveston where they even gave us two tickets to all the attractions there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a really good time while we were there. We checked in, set up our room (i.e. Wade's stuff), and headed to the pool. On Saturday we decided to do all the pyramids there. We hit the rain forest first, then went to the Titanic exhibit. Wade did not do well there. We couldn't take the stroller so one of us had to hold him, and he was ready for a snack so we did not get to "see" the whole exhibit. Back in the stroller he went and we headed to the aquarium pyramid. They also have an IMAX theater there, but with a one year old...yeah right. So we headed back to the hotel for a nap then back to the pool. On Saturday night there is always a dinner, dance, and casino night with these company weekends. They provide us with babysitting, which I have been stressing over for the past month.... Leaving my baby with a TOTAL stranger? How am I going to do this? I called earlier in the week to hear about where they get these babysitters. That eased my mind and Clay and I walked into the 0 to 2 year old room to sign Wade up before heading to the party. We handed him over to the total strangers that I was worried about and they just took him away to get us out of his sight as soon as possible. He didn't cry but I did! I found the first waiter handing out white wine at the "cocktail hour" party and downed it like I was in college. After a couple of those, my worries were gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice dinner, talked with some friends, and danced to a few songs on the dance floor. Then it was time to go pick Wade up. As soon as he saw us he started crying like crazy. Why do kids do this? Do they see you and remember..."Oh yeah you left me and I am mad at you." That just breaks my heart. It really broke Clay's heart. So we took him back to the ballroom to show him off a little. I took him to the dance floor for a song or two. It was fun. We had a great time and Wade was so exhausted, he fell asleep as soon as we put him in the pack n play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we had a great breakfast, provided by SMB Atlantia (yay) and headed back home. It was tons of fun and will probably go back to Moody Gardens one day. Here are a few pictures from the vacation. Also a video of Clay teaching Wade how to dance in our hotel room. 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SMaLfrvp3VI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZRUZRBYJqR0/s72-c/100_1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-7373605202243689750</id><published>2008-09-03T14:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:02:05.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School.</title><content type='html'>Today was Wade's first day of school. I was so excited for him. I got everything ready last night. I made a list of everything I needed to put in his bag and his lunch box. I put labels on everything. I even had iron on labels made for his clothes. ha! I couldn't go to sleep last night. I was up until midnight writing thank you notes. Then when I got in bed I tossed and turned and dreamed about making Wade's lunch. So this morning I got all dressed and ready before Wade woke up (I am so lucky that my little man sleeps until at least 8:00 a.m. every morning). I made his lunch, packed his bag and made him breakfast. When he woke up I told him that today was the first day of school. He smiled so big. I think he could pick up on my excitement because he actually seemed excited too. We got to school about 20 minutes early. We sat in the car for a little bit then waited in the hall with the other moms and kids. I packed his cubby and saw the other moms handing off their kids to the teacher. I sat in the back for a minute or two then said here we go. As I picked Wade up off the floor to give him a kiss and say goodbye, I could feel my chin start to quiver and my eyes fill up with tears. It took everything I had not to just sob right there. So I handed him off to his teacher and walked away with tears in my eyes. Luckily I ran into a friend near the door who had just dropped off her 2 and a half year old daughter. She was not crying but said her little girl did. So we talked for a minute (I stopped crying) and I got in my car and drove away. I went strait to Dr. Carey's office where the girls there are pretty much my family down here in Houston, so it was good to see them. I also had to pick up some teeth whitener. I had Dr. Carey check out one of my teeth because I had lost a sealant and it had been making me paranoid. So my first day off, I was in the dentist's chair getting a tooth worked on, haha. (no shots though, yay!) I did get a pedicure afterwards which was very nice. Here are a couple of pictures from today. One of him at home all ready for school and the other in front of his cubby at school, right before I handed him over. Lets hope next time will go as well if not better. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SL7sSD04rYI/AAAAAAAAACM/NZfm5m890kE/s1600-h/100_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241886811314761090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SL7sSD04rYI/AAAAAAAAACM/NZfm5m890kE/s320/100_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SL7sZyBq2EI/AAAAAAAAACU/oVSwDIZT3fo/s1600-h/000_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241886943975495746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SL7sZyBq2EI/AAAAAAAAACU/oVSwDIZT3fo/s320/000_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/4888359563691065934-7373605202243689750?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7373605202243689750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=7373605202243689750&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7373605202243689750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7373605202243689750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SL7sSD04rYI/AAAAAAAAACM/NZfm5m890kE/s72-c/100_1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-7682481853779357098</id><published>2008-08-30T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:16:36.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Week.</title><content type='html'>This week has been full of ups and downs. My stroller strides instructor, Ami, had a baby on Tuesday so I dropped Wade off at Clay's office and went to visit her in the medical center. I think Clay had a good time showing Wade off to his co-workers. Then the very next day I got a call from a friend asking me if I would come and get her and her family from the hospital because they had just been in a car accident. Thank God they are all ok.&lt;br /&gt;We met Wade's teacher on Wednesday. I think he is going to have so much fun at school. Here are some pictures of him before we left and in his classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoW31ZqsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/GkE02QaKuT0/s1600-h/100_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526264882343970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoW31ZqsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/GkE02QaKuT0/s320/100_1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoXXTEV84I/AAAAAAAAAB0/k3MmAcjXF7w/s1600-h/100_1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526805421912962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoXXTEV84I/AAAAAAAAAB0/k3MmAcjXF7w/s320/100_1655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoX5p0vtCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lzJ-9WYZcrE/s1600-h/100_1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527395646059554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoX5p0vtCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lzJ-9WYZcrE/s320/100_1658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a pretty cool website that does some neat things to pictures. Here is one of Wade that I worked on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoYgPNrjJI/AAAAAAAAACE/pcVeKYQ-Cz8/s1600-h/1960Wade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528058517785746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoYgPNrjJI/AAAAAAAAACE/pcVeKYQ-Cz8/s320/1960Wade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoW31ZqsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/GkE02QaKuT0/s1600-h/100_1651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurricane Gustov is brewing in the Gulf right now, so we are watching that. Hopefully we won't see too much from him. Or maybe we will and Clay will have Tuesday off too. haha. I hope everyone has a wonderful Labor Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4888359563691065934-7682481853779357098?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7682481853779357098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=7682481853779357098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7682481853779357098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/7682481853779357098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy Week.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SLoW31ZqsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/GkE02QaKuT0/s72-c/100_1651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-708686480014748892</id><published>2008-08-18T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:14:03.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures for your viewing pleasure.</title><content type='html'>I finally put some of the pictures from my camera on the computer, so I thought I would show some of them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clay took last Friday and today off from work since he was in Singapore for 5 weeks during the month of July. We spent a lot of time together just having family time. Today we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart (which I never do alone because it is so crowded and I hate that). Here is a pic of Clay and Wade on our shopping trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKooxWZqB5I/AAAAAAAAABM/jHoIGqeIRxw/s1600-h/100_1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042345063516050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKooxWZqB5I/AAAAAAAAABM/jHoIGqeIRxw/s320/100_1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was at my mom's for the month of July, Wade had a lot of firsts. One of them was riding in the car facing forward. I had to move the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; to my mom's car and he was a year old so I put it facing forward. He loves it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKoqUNp4UbI/AAAAAAAAABc/jEe1XwiV1K4/s1600-h/100_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236044043522691506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKoqUNp4UbI/AAAAAAAAABc/jEe1XwiV1K4/s320/100_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is just a super cute picture of Wade sleeping in the pack-n-play at my mom's house. While we were there, Wade and I had to share a room. He loved to stand up in his bed in the mornings and wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKorIajKwZI/AAAAAAAAABk/9bl-w6cW3dA/s1600-h/100_1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236044940337398162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKorIajKwZI/AAAAAAAAABk/9bl-w6cW3dA/s320/100_1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKop6ZS4aCI/AAAAAAAAABU/JSWd_Ag7W1Q/s1600-h/100_1608.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;Until next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Rachelle &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/4888359563691065934-708686480014748892?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/708686480014748892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=708686480014748892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/708686480014748892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/708686480014748892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-pictures-for-your-viewing-pleasure.html' title='Some pictures for your viewing pleasure.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKooxWZqB5I/AAAAAAAAABM/jHoIGqeIRxw/s72-c/100_1631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-6069785212288520028</id><published>2008-08-14T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:00:24.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day out jitters!</title><content type='html'>Well I just got Wade's information packet from his school today. He starts school (mother's day out) on Wednesday September 3. I have been talking about this all summer. I signed him up in February. I have been so excited to have a few hours a week to myself, and for Wade to have some friends to play with. Not to mention the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; that he might learn something. ha! Now that I have the paperwork in front of me, my heart is pounding and I sorta want to cry. I am going to have a hard time dropping him off on the 3rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-6069785212288520028?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6069785212288520028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=6069785212288520028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6069785212288520028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/6069785212288520028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/mothers-day-out-jitters.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day out jitters!'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888359563691065934.post-3140931040493876229</id><published>2008-08-13T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:50:59.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New to this blogging thing.</title><content type='html'>Hi there everyone. I finally decided to start a blog. I am semi addicted to a few of my friend's blogs, so I thought I would start one of my own. Clay and I don't really lead the most interesting lives, but I figure that a blog would help our family and friends stay up to date on what we are up to these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned as I try and figure out this blog stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888359563691065934-3140931040493876229?l=clayandrachelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3140931040493876229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888359563691065934&amp;postID=3140931040493876229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3140931040493876229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888359563691065934/posts/default/3140931040493876229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandrachelle.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-to-this-blogging-thing.html' title='New to this blogging thing.'/><author><name>Rachelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14272784726990154016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u0m-919ctlw/SKMzlpgU3lI/AAAAAAAAABE/7bjH3Ff9nDs/s1600-R/l_278c3c4b4d2afe1ee3eaaf90e34fa78f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
