<?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-7765399864307319671</id><updated>2012-02-11T08:03:45.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blaine's!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5023995602320673306</id><published>2011-12-31T16:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:43:06.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_A86gCJ0Y0/Tv9-gplfAQI/AAAAAAAABNI/ONzHD7GYrS8/s1600/SANY1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407553403584770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_A86gCJ0Y0/Tv9-gplfAQI/AAAAAAAABNI/ONzHD7GYrS8/s400/SANY1163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas!!!  It was an awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; for sure :)  Santa came and boy did he not disappoint!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79juetCGIQo/Tv9-gR2lE1I/AAAAAAAABM8/RZLAPxtd7fA/s1600/SANY1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407547032834898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79juetCGIQo/Tv9-gR2lE1I/AAAAAAAABM8/RZLAPxtd7fA/s400/SANY1166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-genVjSOpYXE/Tv9-BLIXdNI/AAAAAAAABMs/uUgMbuBLU_4/s1600/SANY1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407012652446930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-genVjSOpYXE/Tv9-BLIXdNI/AAAAAAAABMs/uUgMbuBLU_4/s400/SANY1169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; got his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Skylanders&lt;/span&gt; game!!!  It is really fun to play with him,  he loves the guys and know all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; names and elements,  we have to get a couple more for sure, but google them if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what they are,  they are going to be a big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6atwN1tWnco/Tv9-AksWjiI/AAAAAAAABMk/Ob-L_qHaVPA/s1600/SANY1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692407002334400034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6atwN1tWnco/Tv9-AksWjiI/AAAAAAAABMk/Ob-L_qHaVPA/s400/SANY1173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; and his starter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Skylanders&lt;/span&gt;,  its a game for the PS3, or really it think it comes on all the systems. He loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQwuwdtJ3aU/Tv9-Aa-m0dI/AAAAAAAABMY/3tDOyjHn1PI/s1600/SANY1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406999726608850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQwuwdtJ3aU/Tv9-Aa-m0dI/AAAAAAAABMY/3tDOyjHn1PI/s400/SANY1175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooper got his Buzz!  Its all he asked for, not all he got but for sure the biggest deal gift from daddy,  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to get him one.... he has one,  its not my fault that its a hand me down from grandma and its 15 years old so now it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; work.....  he still has one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... He kept asking for one that worked and talked and had a working laser,  So daddy and amazon pulled through last minute and Coop got his favorite gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBwpIiBv0AM/Tv99c-xDr5I/AAAAAAAABMM/LOMbBdkwx8U/s1600/SANY1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406390858166162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBwpIiBv0AM/Tv99c-xDr5I/AAAAAAAABMM/LOMbBdkwx8U/s400/SANY1184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel and Grandma O came a few days after Christmas and stayed a while, We made a gingerbread train with Rachel....  she got more frosting on the kids , and in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; tummies, than on the train....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66HrvgT51Eg/Tv99cpyjm-I/AAAAAAAABMA/yWF5OiH_NKI/s1600/SANY1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406385227308002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66HrvgT51Eg/Tv99cpyjm-I/AAAAAAAABMA/yWF5OiH_NKI/s400/SANY1190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coop was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; running in circles for a good 45 minutes after she just poured frosting down their throats.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,   someday, when she has kids, she will get some payback.....  laugh it up now chuckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8xQ3l35vO4/Tv99cc4jdbI/AAAAAAAABL0/D3L6E0uR0Gg/s1600/SANY1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692406381762803122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8xQ3l35vO4/Tv99cc4jdbI/AAAAAAAABL0/D3L6E0uR0Gg/s400/SANY1192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bM2-9nQtOLo/Tv98__V6LOI/AAAAAAAABLo/0xmq34Pl1u0/s1600/SANY1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692405892796525794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bM2-9nQtOLo/Tv98__V6LOI/AAAAAAAABLo/0xmq34Pl1u0/s400/SANY1196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; and Cooper have been saving money in their piggy bank for months,  if not even a whole year of more... actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; more than a year,  well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; decided that he wanted to cash in his coins and see if he had enough money for them to go to Build-a-bear workshop.  So Yesterday we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kroger&lt;/span&gt;, and sure enough these two kids saved $75!!!!!!  holy cow,  i was floored.....  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; off to Build-a-bear we went today :)  Daddy gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; his very own wallet to keep his money safe in. That is what they are holding in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-842UeJ_W3Oo/Tv98_IYfTEI/AAAAAAAABLc/HvqkopOk314/s1600/SANY1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692405878043397186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-842UeJ_W3Oo/Tv98_IYfTEI/AAAAAAAABLc/HvqkopOk314/s400/SANY1199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They picked some cute ones.  Got the bears some awesome outfits,  Coop's got a Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lightyear&lt;/span&gt; suit, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil's&lt;/span&gt; is a Jedi, with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;light saber&lt;/span&gt; and all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_TkDNO_2zk/Tv98-tSpBVI/AAAAAAAABLQ/mE8Yi3UM-tU/s1600/SANY1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692405870771111250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_TkDNO_2zk/Tv98-tSpBVI/AAAAAAAABLQ/mE8Yi3UM-tU/s400/SANY1201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Worth every penny,  they loved it :)  we will never be able to take 3 kids to build-a-bear.....  wow what a money pit....  but boy are they happy, and that makes it worth it. I am proud of them that they were able to work so hard and save and save and save up for over a year. There were times when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; wanted to take a couple "moneys" out and get candy at the store,  but always changed his mind and left it there so he could have enough for a bear.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5023995602320673306?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5023995602320673306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5023995602320673306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5023995602320673306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5023995602320673306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_A86gCJ0Y0/Tv9-gplfAQI/AAAAAAAABNI/ONzHD7GYrS8/s72-c/SANY1163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-240589977898840188</id><published>2011-12-22T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T21:19:49.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to write this down so i can look back and remember. I was talking to my mom about how much harder this pregnancy has been,  that my feet are so swollen at the end of the day even though i have to wear compression stockings all day everyday since like 14 weeks lol,  but apparently she remembers going shopping with me while i was pregnant with Wil and i was falling apart by the 3rd store cuz my feet were swollen and was walking too much and sore. also my ring is getting nice and tight and leaving a mark on my finger, i can almost not get it off anymore,  might have to take it off for the last few months,  although i dont remember if i did that last time or not,  cuz i didnt write anything like that down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-240589977898840188?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/240589977898840188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=240589977898840188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/240589977898840188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/240589977898840188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/12/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4714199024462173252</id><published>2011-12-20T18:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T21:11:02.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have had an exciting month! Its almost christmas and there has been a lot of stuff happening!  I should mention that for thanksgiving we took a trip to Iowa to see my mom and dads new digs....   I did not take one picture.....  not one...... lol   It was a quick trip but still a lot of fun and Nick was able to come with us! which made the 8 hour car ride better! I have been having serious issues with my legs this pregnancy so it was awesomely awesome for him to be able to drive and me to be able to sit with my feet up and watch movies with the kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLcCR5e-pMU/TvEj1_J6jDI/AAAAAAAABLE/ecRjR6KhllY/s1600/SANY1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688367214738705458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLcCR5e-pMU/TvEj1_J6jDI/AAAAAAAABLE/ecRjR6KhllY/s400/SANY1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made a gingerbread house one night,   it took us about 30 mins to put all the candy on it,  the immediatley they wanted to eat it.....   so i let them eat a bit of it.....  it took 2 days then it looked like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4AJsAvKsVY/TvEj1Ud1waI/AAAAAAAABK4/MwjNpvEk8ds/s1600/SANY1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688367203279552930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4AJsAvKsVY/TvEj1Ud1waI/AAAAAAAABK4/MwjNpvEk8ds/s400/SANY1124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--l5T1D48G-k/TvEj1Aoy_2I/AAAAAAAABKs/sq0HTBfc-4A/s1600/SANY1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688367197956800354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--l5T1D48G-k/TvEj1Aoy_2I/AAAAAAAABKs/sq0HTBfc-4A/s400/SANY1097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out to the mall in Novi to see santa! waaay better than the okemos santa, which is where we usually go,   they had an awesome polar bear exibit to look at while we were in the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orUhrKs7PFk/TvEjF_o4QMI/AAAAAAAABKg/gP6fwyTFfNg/s1600/SANY1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366390234857666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orUhrKs7PFk/TvEjF_o4QMI/AAAAAAAABKg/gP6fwyTFfNg/s400/SANY1112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then just before we saw santa they had an awesome room that looked like a snow globe and had snow falling from the ceiling,  it was sooooo cool, and the kids loooved to play in it.  but the tiny little plastic pieces of snow got super stuck in the boys gelled hair,   so when they saw santa they both had a ton of "snow" that we couldnt get off of them lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXA8mouHjeg/TvEjFuftW3I/AAAAAAAABKU/PeZV0DoWZzE/s1600/SANY1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366385632992114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXA8mouHjeg/TvEjFuftW3I/AAAAAAAABKU/PeZV0DoWZzE/s400/SANY1118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEuPuP_-VVg/TvEjFJL82_I/AAAAAAAABKI/eiCPNupajQ8/s1600/SANY1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688366375618010098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEuPuP_-VVg/TvEjFJL82_I/AAAAAAAABKI/eiCPNupajQ8/s400/SANY1121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It lasted aaaaalllll day long lol,   Wil was helpin pick it outta coopers hair,  like a monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLE_Tvhc_wc/TvEilINt4ZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/O7Lm8Pxqfwo/s1600/SANY1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365825601167762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BLE_Tvhc_wc/TvEilINt4ZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/O7Lm8Pxqfwo/s400/SANY1122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have decided that i am going to take pictures of all of the craft projects the kids do and pictures they draw so i dont have to keep all of the,,   though this project will be a baby book keeper cuz i love it,  but every time they draw something I have just been taking a picture of it.  Some of them get to be stuck on the wall for a while, but after a week or so they come down and get thrown away.... i can keep them all,  and i didnt just want to forget about them all,   so I will probably have at least 50gigs of memory saved just for pictures of thier art but its smaller than a gigantic box lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8fure8NKjM/TvEikhBcgfI/AAAAAAAABJw/21xFrsDgfX4/s1600/SANY1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365815080714738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8fure8NKjM/TvEikhBcgfI/AAAAAAAABJw/21xFrsDgfX4/s400/SANY1123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjOC-09ENts/TvEikfas-dI/AAAAAAAABJk/8E0NQIKXFlA/s1600/SANY1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365814649780690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjOC-09ENts/TvEikfas-dI/AAAAAAAABJk/8E0NQIKXFlA/s400/SANY1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture cracked me up,  Coop fell on something and busted his lip open,  then Wil drew this of Cooper who is sad,  with a little bit of red blood comin outta his lip lol his sad eyes and tears,   lol  i love it,  i love the stage my kids are at,  i want to remember it forever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g9lKkD_pIe4/TvEiBMV8o6I/AAAAAAAABJY/jjD116szmXw/s1600/SANY1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365208234140578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g9lKkD_pIe4/TvEiBMV8o6I/AAAAAAAABJY/jjD116szmXw/s400/SANY1130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made christmas cookies,   this is the kids unwrapping reeses cup to stick in the peanut butter cookies when they come outta the oven..... for every one coop opened he ate one.... lol,   He has haad the grossest poop for the last few days,   we should prolly eat some more salads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RV_GFBuXzwE/TvEiA0Vs48I/AAAAAAAABJM/3MIDeU377JU/s1600/SANY1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365201790657474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RV_GFBuXzwE/TvEiA0Vs48I/AAAAAAAABJM/3MIDeU377JU/s400/SANY1135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was getting them dressed for church and thought we could try to get a good picture of the two of them,  they looked so hansome.   of course they forget how to smile normally when i ask them to,  When they actually have to think about smiling they cant seem to give me a normal smile,  they make me crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PkTRQJs5jrc/TvEiAX7FYBI/AAAAAAAABJA/0nGEreFPsAY/s1600/santavisit2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688365194162823186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PkTRQJs5jrc/TvEiAX7FYBI/AAAAAAAABJA/0nGEreFPsAY/s400/santavisit2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our santa picture this year! they did smile really good for this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4714199024462173252?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4714199024462173252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4714199024462173252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4714199024462173252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4714199024462173252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLcCR5e-pMU/TvEj1_J6jDI/AAAAAAAABLE/ecRjR6KhllY/s72-c/SANY1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-504246070379163914</id><published>2011-11-03T07:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:29:39.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween, halloween and more halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYR5DODa1Rg/TrKCj7sOMpI/AAAAAAAABHU/pZbqQAcBzlc/s1600/SANY0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7U5qI2mZjw/TrKCjp7xUmI/AAAAAAAABHI/g9R4xPOBnlQ/s1600/SANY0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670738429876458082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7U5qI2mZjw/TrKCjp7xUmI/AAAAAAAABHI/g9R4xPOBnlQ/s400/SANY0901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had soooo many halloween parties this year it made this holiday last forever!!!! I really was great though, we got our moneys worth out of our costumes!!  I was going to make the boys' ninja costumes,  but the fabric just sat on the table for a week or two,  after i started it it wasnt looking as awesome as i wanted them to look but it would have worked just fine,  Nick stopped at the halloween store one afternoon after class and called me and was like "These ninja costumes are the perfect colors.... they look really awesome" So im like "so your saying that my costumes suck and we should just buy them so the kids look cool??"  lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i didnt end up making them at all,   which is fine cuz they really liked the ones daddy got them,  and the swords dad got them. Hes cooler than me and im okay with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRPWUgOaqy0/TrKCOBOErLI/AAAAAAAABG8/ntrRhWwJ464/s1600/SANY0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670738058170117298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRPWUgOaqy0/TrKCOBOErLI/AAAAAAAABG8/ntrRhWwJ464/s400/SANY0916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oue first activity was trunk or treat at church!!  we played awesome games like making me a mummy as seen in the above picture, and trick or treated inside door to door since it was raining :) I got to debut my awesome skeleton shirt :) i bought the iron on decal online and put it on a t-shirt :) i kinda melted some of it,  and prolly could of made one with freezer paper, but again my motivation for being crafty seems to be lacking since the baby ate my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS6e-BwX-3Q/TrKCN2M908I/AAAAAAAABGw/uR0EYbCMjnE/s1600/SANY0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670738055212684226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lS6e-BwX-3Q/TrKCN2M908I/AAAAAAAABGw/uR0EYbCMjnE/s400/SANY0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning was our playgroup halloween party!!! which is always a big hit!!!  they played more awesome games!  like push the pumpkin races, and pumpkin bowling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JE1rVErcTxQ/TrKB4MsOHzI/AAAAAAAABGk/_ynBt2FT0bI/s1600/SANY0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737683292233522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JE1rVErcTxQ/TrKB4MsOHzI/AAAAAAAABGk/_ynBt2FT0bI/s400/SANY0937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;donuts on a string, cooper missed this one because he ws throwing a fit in the hallway, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qt8hfz4V8/TrKB3hO55_I/AAAAAAAABGY/A7rkpFwDxgs/s1600/SANY0956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737671626549234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-qt8hfz4V8/TrKB3hO55_I/AAAAAAAABGY/A7rkpFwDxgs/s400/SANY0956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the next day we went trick or treating at Bill's office down in detroit! Where they got sooooo much candy they both filled their pumpkins and were working on filling a walmart bag by the time we were done!!  it was awesome,  we will be eating candy forever.... My sister-in-law announced to her parents that she was expecting with a preggy skele shirt like mine, we were twinsies!!!  Her mom was and is so stinking excited!!! This is Heather's 5th kid! and noone was expecting her to have anymore cuz her youngest is 8! so we are all awesomely excited!!!!!  Its going to be awesome to have so many babies around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92GF38_6Yz4/TrKBi9Y0cVI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mn2pUBZObnk/s1600/SANY0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737318407074130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92GF38_6Yz4/TrKBi9Y0cVI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mn2pUBZObnk/s400/SANY0974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Monday started out with a preschool party!  They had a parade through the kindergarten and first grade class rooms and Wil was just beaming through the whole parade,  it was adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwtaedQK0pY/TrKBiUychdI/AAAAAAAABGA/LDVaWNbLPnU/s1600/SANY0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737307508704722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwtaedQK0pY/TrKBiUychdI/AAAAAAAABGA/LDVaWNbLPnU/s400/SANY0979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then that night, after some much needed afternoon naps we hit the road! Wil ran house to house, but coop had a hard time walking/seeing in his mask and was a little slower and fell an awful lot!!  i think next year we will be able to just stay in the street while the boys run house to house :) prolly with a little butterfly or something equally adorable and girly in the stroller :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFNU-y0GDYo/TrKBTW4giaI/AAAAAAAABF0/vRnzMKj9HWE/s1600/SANY0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737050372966818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFNU-y0GDYo/TrKBTW4giaI/AAAAAAAABF0/vRnzMKj9HWE/s400/SANY0984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our favorite stop!!  the donut house!!!!  fresh homemade donuts and cider served out of the garage,  perfect half way point :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JynrQfh9xFI/TrKBTLEgaiI/AAAAAAAABFo/oICB3rBXTqQ/s1600/SANY0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670737047202064930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JynrQfh9xFI/TrKBTLEgaiI/AAAAAAAABFo/oICB3rBXTqQ/s400/SANY0991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when we got home we dumped out all of the candy from the whole week. Coopers first instinct was to throw it up in the air like you do with leaves.... or money.... lol  he wanted to roll in it also,  then we ate and ate and ate as much as we could in 5 minutes )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaCiRA5tgO0/TrKBCL0QddI/AAAAAAAABFc/baRx_g4lmYY/s1600/SANY0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670736755344569810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaCiRA5tgO0/TrKBCL0QddI/AAAAAAAABFc/baRx_g4lmYY/s400/SANY0992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to get pumpkins........   big deal,  big stinkin deal,  Nick is so busy and we always try to go to the pumpkin patch together to pick our pumpkins, he never really had time, then the saturday before i was grocery shopping and there was a mad rush at the front of the store for pumpkins, and my thought was "i should prolly grab some,  theres no way they will run out though right?" oooooo so wrong!!! sunday on our way home we thought we would stop at kroger and grab some....  all gone,  meijer, gone walmart, gone,  patch on the cornor, gone. I was so emotional about not having pumpkins. I still am sad about it :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i thought that wil wouldnt remember,  we hadnt talked to much about,  but the whole time we were trick or treating he was telling everyone that we were going to go home and carve our pumpkins and that his will look just as awesome as all the pumpkins we saw at everyone's houses LOL  sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;epic parenting fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a couple little pumpkins that we got a few weeks ago at our field trip to the patch,  so we let the boys carve those. Wil kept asking where mommy and daddy's big pumpkins were :(&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i have missed a halloween of carving pumpkins in my whole life....  my whole life...  sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note to self: next year buy pumpkins the Week before halloween at least.... not the day before lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;live and learn&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-504246070379163914?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/504246070379163914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=504246070379163914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/504246070379163914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/504246070379163914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-halloween-and-more-halloween.html' title='halloween, halloween and more halloween!!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7U5qI2mZjw/TrKCjp7xUmI/AAAAAAAABHI/g9R4xPOBnlQ/s72-c/SANY0901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2913251235845375487</id><published>2011-10-28T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:28:54.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C88lYVByk0/TqtQPgBG3UI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Z-8EkTIZzek/s1600/SANY0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668712783198739778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C88lYVByk0/TqtQPgBG3UI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Z-8EkTIZzek/s400/SANY0894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is!!!  the most beautiful baby girl in the whole world!!!!!   I had a hard time believing the ultrasound lady,  i really did.  but she called her a girl from the beginning,  i think she took a look before she told us about it at the end &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  Jan ( the ultrasound lady) said that baby was full of drama,  her poses made her look dramatic! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3YcRBXF9IY/TqtQOzEkPCI/AAAAAAAABFI/sIq6F-AmzLY/s1600/SANY0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668712771133652002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3YcRBXF9IY/TqtQOzEkPCI/AAAAAAAABFI/sIq6F-AmzLY/s400/SANY0895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was looking for the gender for a while and baby had her legs crossed,  so Jan was like "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;deff&lt;/span&gt; a girl,  but i cant get a good picture. sometimes you can catch just what you need to and get a picture of it" Then she dug around for a little bit to get a better shot,  i was like "maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; really good enough today" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt; was like "oh there it is!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yupp&lt;/span&gt; its a girl"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GggzYdYh0TE/TqtQOrmwioI/AAAAAAAABE4/oDBsHqp65r8/s1600/SANY0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668712769129581186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GggzYdYh0TE/TqtQOrmwioI/AAAAAAAABE4/oDBsHqp65r8/s400/SANY0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started crying,  in disbelief really,  i had myself all prepped to have another boy,   i really did,  also i would have been okay with anything as long as baby was healthy and growing and everything looked great in there,  its really nerve racking,  your staring making sure you see all the fingers and limbs and pretty little face,  its amazing,  and totally a miracle,  every time i look at the pictures its hard to believe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a little person in my tummy,  I love it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; and Cooper are super excited to have a "sister baby" before we knew what she was we were discussing names for the baby, and My three boys decided we would name the baby Ninja....  So when i asked what we should name the baby now that its a sister baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; looked at me all confused "i thought we were naming it Ninja?"  his face was all like, duh mom.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think that will be okay with me though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out the next day and got 3 outfits for her!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was standing in the baby dept at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kohl's&lt;/span&gt; pretty much in tears &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  i never let myself get to excited about little girl things,  i just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to be disappointed to find out i was having a boy and then feel guilty about being disappointed,  because a healthy baby is really the end goal here,  and boy or girl if its healthy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; happy,   so it was just too much fun to let myself get excited and emotional in the middle of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kohl's&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2913251235845375487?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2913251235845375487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2913251235845375487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2913251235845375487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2913251235845375487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C88lYVByk0/TqtQPgBG3UI/AAAAAAAABFQ/Z-8EkTIZzek/s72-c/SANY0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4051270158433665275</id><published>2011-10-01T15:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T16:32:31.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had another baby appt yesterday and get to set my ultrasound date for Oct 25th!  ugh so excited!Wil had school and was bummed that he missed it!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658615990178526754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmrcb8ua9NA/TodxQy7vtiI/AAAAAAAABEE/oD29W_X_4M8/s400/SANY0810.JPG" /&gt; I dont think i blogged about Wil starting school!  He absolutaly loves it!!!!!  He is having so much fun! His teachers name is Ms Kym, and she is wonderful! They are learning a lot!  it seems that it is all things that he knows already, but in a fun new way, i know with all the play and different activities he isnt getting bored at all,  yet!!!   He knows some names of the kids in his class but not really,  he says he has a best friend, and He points out which kids are the naughty ones lol,  as long as hes not in that group im okay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wil got the very first OWL Helping Award in his class this year! Ms Kym said that it was a big deal because not everyone gets one and that they dont give them out too often but that Wil was such an awesome helper ALL the time that he got the first one! He was so excited and I was beaming :)  makes me proud that he is a good listener and helper at school. He is such a great kid :)  He is awesome at making his bed every morning before school, I love that he can do it on his own,  with my growing weight problem it is getting harder and harder to climb onto that top bunk..... he might not get clean sheets for a while!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coop is having fun with all his special mommy time!!!  Well the last few weeks we have just spent it running errands,  but Wednesday when its just him and me we head to the library for a story time, and try to hit the cool little coffee house for a hot chocolate before hand.  Last friday we went out for breakfast, it was a lot of fun :)  its nice to remember what it was like with just one little one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been working with Coop on how to spell his name... it is the funniest most frusteraating thing in the whole world,  Wil's name was easy, he was spelling that at like 18 months lol  But now when u ask cooper how you spell his name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; he replies (in a loud  loud voice) " B I L COOPER!!!!!1"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; hhmmmm nope,  lets break it down then  say C O O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"C P O!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope,  C O O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"C P O COOOOPER!!!!!" then he runs away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh......   maybe we will try again later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby appt this week went well! I am now 16 weeks!  So far this pregnancy has been completely different from my other 2. which I hear people say but its wierd when it really is. I had to bring in a list of questions for the dr. I was super stressed out (already) of what will happen when i go into labor, Nick is going to 2 schools right now and working full time, he spends some mornings in East Lansing, and everyday down in Ypsi at Eastern, then works here in howell every evening. I had been looking at spring break to have this baby,  assuming that both schools have the same spring break.... they dont!!!  Nick isnt going to be able to take aaaany time off when baby comes...  maybe a few days from work but none from school. 2. they no longer deliver babies here in Howell,  I have to drive down to the St joes in Ann Arbor! which is a super nice hospital, but my labors have been getting shorter and rumor has it from my mom that she almost had her 4th one in the car on the way to the hospital 3. my mom is moving far away!  instead of 3 hours she is now 8 hours,  so she is going to need some sort of notice before she can get here.  4. there are 3 drs in my office,  2 of which i know and like a lot,  the 3rd one i will meet next time but she sounds awesome. But this office now delivers at the hospital with 2 other drs who could be on call that i will never get the chance to meet!!!   i dont like that idea at all!!!  I really like my one dr who delivered Cooper and did my d&amp;amp;c for me, and was there through all of that, I would really like for him to deliver the baby,  sooooooooo  All of these reason i spewed onto my dr yesterday and he was like "yeah we can induce u thats fine,  but we will talk about it when its closer" and i was like "both my babies were at least a week if not a week and a half early,  so can we induce 2 weeks early do i dont go into labor?"   buuuuuut they dont like to induce any earlier than 39 weeks..... soooo aall of my grief is sort of better but not really,  unless i can get induced the day i am 39 weeks lol.....   my biggest fear,  going in to labor,  having nick already be in ypsi and having to drive myself to the hospital, and my mom not getting here fast enough to help me while nick is going to class and not able to take the kids....... whew    When i had coop it was like a week before she could get here......  not gonna be acceptable this time,  its just not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i feel better having gotten all that out of my head and onto the blog!!! LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sure i will look back on this craziness fondly.... or maybe laugh at myself,   i hope i dont have this baby on the side of the highway stuck in the stupid traffic on 23 south to AA all alone cuz my hubby is already down there!!!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but really.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we've got a long way to go though!!  im only 16 weeks!!!   hahaha   i AM crazy&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/7765399864307319671-4051270158433665275?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4051270158433665275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4051270158433665275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4051270158433665275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4051270158433665275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/10/had-another-baby-appt-yesterday-and-get.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmrcb8ua9NA/TodxQy7vtiI/AAAAAAAABEE/oD29W_X_4M8/s72-c/SANY0810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5582369196189797427</id><published>2011-09-01T13:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T16:43:44.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdQ9-iXfnIU/Tl_HgYzZ0JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UNRzChBhVWY/s1600/Photo09011312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647451816973684882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdQ9-iXfnIU/Tl_HgYzZ0JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UNRzChBhVWY/s400/Photo09011312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had another appt today!!!  was real nervous again but all is well!!!!  I'm so excited,  I got to have another ultrasound :)   The little guy was crazy moving all over the place! It was awesome to get to watch for a little while :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was telling Wil this morning that he was going to go to aunt heather's while I went to the doctor to check on the baby. He was so sincere when he said "But mom, can I go too? I wanna check the baby and see the doctor too?" I told him we prolly wouldnt get to see the baby or get more pics ( i didnt know they would do an ultrasound today)  and he was sure he said "mom i really want to hear the baby's heart beat please can i go with you?"  and of course if Wil wants to do it then Coop wants to also.  They were really great. Wil had an awesome time. He totally knew what he was looking at during the ultrasound, his face was the second best part. He said "That baby is freakin out in there"  cuz it really was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so much more confident now about his baby and pregnancy,  I am so excited!  So are wil and Coop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wil says he wants a "sister baby"  and coop says he wants a "sister baby" too. :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love a sister baby,  but i will also loooove another brother baby,  cuz my other two brother babies are pretty stinkin awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5582369196189797427?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5582369196189797427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5582369196189797427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5582369196189797427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5582369196189797427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-3.html' title='Baby 3!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdQ9-iXfnIU/Tl_HgYzZ0JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UNRzChBhVWY/s72-c/Photo09011312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6069357942951999817</id><published>2011-08-19T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:52:36.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_QPRsDna4k/Tk5xQQpSY_I/AAAAAAAABDc/gGqJGKRzrs8/s1600/SANY0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642571907301794802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_QPRsDna4k/Tk5xQQpSY_I/AAAAAAAABDc/gGqJGKRzrs8/s400/SANY0460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too busy havin fun to blog about every little thing so here are the highlights so far!!!   I cant believe that august is almost over. its a little sad! we are buying school clothes and supplies and pulling out jeans and hoodies. :(  Summer in michigan is absolutaly awesome, its green, not too hot, every day on the beach!  the above picture is all the way back from 4th of July!  My boys loved the poppers. u know those scary things that u throw on the ground and the pop, Wil got really good at just squeezing them and popping them in his fingers lol, also throwing them at people hard enough for them to pop on their backs.   Talented... my boy is talented :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CWrpzmw9EQ/Tk5xQLDf54I/AAAAAAAABDU/0gYSNaYPtrQ/s1600/SANY0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642571905801119618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CWrpzmw9EQ/Tk5xQLDf54I/AAAAAAAABDU/0gYSNaYPtrQ/s400/SANY0467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a little bonfire in the backyard and watched the firworks over the lake. it was really nice!! We sat out on the dock and there were big fireworks that the people around the lake do so we kept having to turn our heads around, but it was perfectly great and nice and close ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrktZSMTK9g/Tk5xPynQ4XI/AAAAAAAABDM/0uKoJMEz4to/s1600/SANY0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642571899240243570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrktZSMTK9g/Tk5xPynQ4XI/AAAAAAAABDM/0uKoJMEz4to/s400/SANY0465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cuz Aubrey and her little fam were in town for 2 whole months this summer!  They are going to school in utah but her husband got a good job here for the summer building stuff so we got to hang out all the time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYfK9B78HWE/Tk5vRDE6oUI/AAAAAAAABC8/9ILEjQhjOZI/s1600/SANY0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642569721816195394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYfK9B78HWE/Tk5vRDE6oUI/AAAAAAAABC8/9ILEjQhjOZI/s400/SANY0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at a big truck event at the library! Rachel was in town for the last harry potter movie and so she got to stay for a whole week. it was the best, she is headed out to utah today to go to school this year :(  i will miss her so much its stupid.  Shes the funniest bestest craziest girl there is.  She is gonna rock provo lol look out people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wEjqnQ4Zdo/Tk5vQyQNITI/AAAAAAAABC0/thj_x2NjQ84/s1600/SANY0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642569717300142386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wEjqnQ4Zdo/Tk5vQyQNITI/AAAAAAAABC0/thj_x2NjQ84/s400/SANY0519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went and saw the final Harry Potter movie 7.2 in the Imax theater in lansing at midnight. It was awesome. I barely made it through the next day... but totally worth it :)  Nick came with us, but his shirt didnt turn out as awesome as ours and so he wouldnt wear it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUJDZSKckh4/Tk5vQ0Z4cYI/AAAAAAAABCs/4u-xgXY2Drs/s1600/SANY0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642569717877600642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUJDZSKckh4/Tk5vQ0Z4cYI/AAAAAAAABCs/4u-xgXY2Drs/s400/SANY0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then a few weeks later we headed down to Inidana to welcome my littlest bro home from his mission!  My other brother Todd and his wife Catie were able to fly in. but at ridiculous horrible hours..... Not holding a grudge Catie, but wow those tickets were crazy!! lol ur not aloud to buy tickets anymore, I'll book the flights for u!  Cuz they flew into Indianapolis which is 2 hours away from my moms house. and i live 3 hours away in the opposite direction.  Todd's flight got in at like 11:30 or 11, and Caties flight got in at 12:30, so by the time we had the luggae and were headed home it was 1am. so we got home after a stop for breakfast at mcdonalds at 3:30 lol then my kids were up at 7.........   omg, im to old for that crap!!!   it was fun looking back,  we were a little nutty,  and we let the 18 year old drive us all lol  but we made it it one piece!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJoHdHyrRY8/Tk5tw8ayR-I/AAAAAAAABCk/7XYsiNea6io/s1600/SANY0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642568070761433058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJoHdHyrRY8/Tk5tw8ayR-I/AAAAAAAABCk/7XYsiNea6io/s400/SANY0565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the next night we headed fort wayne where Jake flew in, which is only 30 mins away from my moms house,   and he flew in at a normal time lol,   but we were chillin at the airport for a while waitin for my bro whom we hadnt seen for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyQ0hWKMn1o/Tk5tw0ZoGoI/AAAAAAAABCc/4dAYMMs4Sdc/s1600/SANY0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642568068609088130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyQ0hWKMn1o/Tk5tw0ZoGoI/AAAAAAAABCc/4dAYMMs4Sdc/s400/SANY0577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made some signs just in case he didnt recognize us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2w-xR_DXOY/Tk5twvPO8_I/AAAAAAAABCU/7nZw5J0SDiE/s1600/SANY0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642568067223319538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2w-xR_DXOY/Tk5twvPO8_I/AAAAAAAABCU/7nZw5J0SDiE/s400/SANY0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He gave everyone the biggest and best hugs, i really missed this kid. He is the nicest kid around!  Missionaries are always a bit wierd when they come back. well Todd was wierd when he came back.  Jake sorta was just the same......  Yellin at mom for runnin his truck into the ground while he was gone. pretending he was asleep when i asked him to help me bring the groceries inside lol.  seriously?  u just got home from ur mission,  when i say jump ur supposed to jump!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend after he came home a buncha our family came down for rachel's graduation party where i did not take any pictures.  like makybe 2.  I have been a little sick and tired lately.... more like A LOT sick and tired,  and that whole week i had to keep eating so as to not feel nautious...  we are blaming this little guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642570547389706754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MiO9UQ25CrU/Tk5wBGk-sgI/AAAAAAAABDE/qbay5lh7SxQ/s400/Photo08031357.jpg" /&gt;Here it is!  this pic was at 8 weeks.  i had another ultrasound at 6 weeks,  I am now 10 weeks!   everything seems to be great so far!   this little guy has a heart beat, and is making me amazingly sick,  which are all normal and good things so hopefully everything will work out past the first trimester, I only have 2 more weeks till trimester 2!  i spent the last 3 weeks puking my guts out! the last few days i have been feeling better!!  so lots of nervousness i dunno if that will go away this time tho, not for a while maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6069357942951999817?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6069357942951999817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6069357942951999817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6069357942951999817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6069357942951999817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer.html' title='Summer!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_QPRsDna4k/Tk5xQQpSY_I/AAAAAAAABDc/gGqJGKRzrs8/s72-c/SANY0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6166584737456319792</id><published>2011-06-09T18:46:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:28:39.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial day and Rachel's Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQVA2SPOPec/TfFRLuquMNI/AAAAAAAABAo/26CsuiS4vqI/s1600/SANY0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616359472255348946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQVA2SPOPec/TfFRLuquMNI/AAAAAAAABAo/26CsuiS4vqI/s400/SANY0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soccer started before memorial day! Wil has been loving it and 4 year old soccer is just plain entertaining to watch!  There are a couple little kids on his team that are really good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHqiCoOjdRQ/TfFRLHUfWKI/AAAAAAAABAg/LgApD-Z23DI/s1600/SANY0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616359461693118626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHqiCoOjdRQ/TfFRLHUfWKI/AAAAAAAABAg/LgApD-Z23DI/s400/SANY0385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wil is number 4!  He got his number 4 jersey on his number 4 birthday :) it was a pretty big deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7WigG30S40/TfFRKzIaLdI/AAAAAAAABAY/9pNbsBF8Ls4/s1600/246598_10150266229085266_698655265_9324684_3691596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616359456273739218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7WigG30S40/TfFRKzIaLdI/AAAAAAAABAY/9pNbsBF8Ls4/s400/246598_10150266229085266_698655265_9324684_3691596_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I took the kids to the Memorial Day parade, none of the other party poopers wanted to go. I really think it is important for my kids to understand why we celebrate holidays and this was an important holiday. We waved flags talked about our country and our freedoms and who fights for those freedoms for us. It was really nice,  we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-lG0YdOyGU/TfFQl8BHngI/AAAAAAAABAQ/i2WxDTXH9OQ/s1600/246598_10150266229095266_698655265_9324686_6801243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358823003921922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-lG0YdOyGU/TfFQl8BHngI/AAAAAAAABAQ/i2WxDTXH9OQ/s400/246598_10150266229095266_698655265_9324686_6801243_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we got home we did some fishing with grandpa O and uncle Steve!  The fish were biting like CRAZY!!!!  the boys absolutally loved it!  and Wil is still telling me about the HUGE fish uncle Steve caught......  apparently it was the size of tango... maybe bigger?  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIsmMN1IZb0/TfFQlgP6sBI/AAAAAAAABAI/qBj8pqMv6gE/s1600/246598_10150266229100266_698655265_9324687_2549417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358815549796370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIsmMN1IZb0/TfFQlgP6sBI/AAAAAAAABAI/qBj8pqMv6gE/s400/246598_10150266229100266_698655265_9324687_2549417_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coop and his fishin buddy grandpa O!   this has got to be my favorite picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mv6CGAK28-0/TfFQlW31baI/AAAAAAAABAA/i4nsueaKWSs/s1600/SANY0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358813032869282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mv6CGAK28-0/TfFQlW31baI/AAAAAAAABAA/i4nsueaKWSs/s400/SANY0390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wil sat out there with my dad and steve for at least an hour or longer before Cooper and I even got out there. He was having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVdA98fhxVY/TfFQLwasCgI/AAAAAAAAA_w/AMQtPUZhYkg/s1600/SANY0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358373213342210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVdA98fhxVY/TfFQLwasCgI/AAAAAAAAA_w/AMQtPUZhYkg/s400/SANY0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aubrey and her fam came to visit and were able to come down to my parents for rachel's graduation!!  I had no idea that they were coming to town, she tried to surprise me, and it really worked!!!!  She calle dme on tuesday and we talked like we normally talk "hows ur day" "what did ur hubby do wrong today" kind of thing lol  (just kidding hun we never talk like that :) then she was like "ok i gotta go i have an appt for eyelashes" and i thought nothing of it.....   then like 10 minutes later we are sitting by the sandbox and aubrey just comes walkin down the stairs to the porch... my mind couldnt quite understand... i knew it was aubrey, but she was in utah? how could she be here??   it was crazy,  once i realized it was her i jumped up and screamed lol.... totally surprised it was AWESOME!!!!!!   i love having her here i wish they lived closer!!!  someday... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8HlaZ4EHwQ/TfFQLeLre3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/85s_wfbgFFU/s1600/SANY0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358368318552946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8HlaZ4EHwQ/TfFQLeLre3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/85s_wfbgFFU/s400/SANY0434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooper talking to uncle Todd...  that i sthere whole relationship,  he hasnt seen uncle todd since he was 6 months old lol!!!!  but todd is coming to my moms at the end of july when Jake comes home from his mission!!!  so all of my sibs will be in the same place!!! (if we can talk todd's wife into coming for the week of the party that would be perfect)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616358377411379970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLLfhooNGxM/TfFQMADlAwI/AAAAAAAAA_4/j-Euc1pFXaQ/s400/SANY0401.JPG" /&gt;Nick and Wil at the graduation cerimony!   It was super boring... and the valedictorian's speech was ridiculous.... something about a quilt.....  it was hillarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ektDPdnKoeo/TfFO_LoANYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/w2Oqdzk8VdA/s1600/SANY0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616357057667020162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ektDPdnKoeo/TfFO_LoANYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/w2Oqdzk8VdA/s400/SANY0416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about 1/4 way through the name readings cooper could not take anymore,  so we ran around in circles in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhfTStN36AU/TfFO-tmtdtI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3NtKT-HYBLU/s1600/SANY0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616357049608533714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhfTStN36AU/TfFO-tmtdtI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3NtKT-HYBLU/s400/SANY0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ruuuuuuuun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7tVHKq9gM/TfFO-G-EskI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1rwZbzbvOaQ/s1600/SANY0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616357039237542466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7tVHKq9gM/TfFO-G-EskI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1rwZbzbvOaQ/s400/SANY0393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still cant believe my baby sis is graduated and movin away in the fall!!!  its crazy.  She is beautiful and funny and i will miss her sooo much!!!!!!!   im so very proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6166584737456319792?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6166584737456319792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6166584737456319792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6166584737456319792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6166584737456319792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day-and-rachels-graduation.html' title='Memorial day and Rachel&apos;s Graduation!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQVA2SPOPec/TfFRLuquMNI/AAAAAAAABAo/26CsuiS4vqI/s72-c/SANY0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1139712407344346385</id><published>2011-05-22T22:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:36:06.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 funny Cooper stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This kid seriously cracks me up, First story... we have been playing outside A LOT, like all day when its nice out, they eat outside, and they pee outside!!!  which is why we are potty training now when its nice out! So he tells me when he has to "peep" we call it. And its really fun as a boy to "peep" in the grass,  so he says "Mom i wanna peep in the grass!!!"  so we head over to the designated pee area of the yard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;..... he is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strugglin&lt;/span&gt; for a while and nothing is happening i ask him if he needs help,  nope i hear some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rustlin&lt;/span&gt; and he pooped...... in the yard.......  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; .... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;, once i noticed what he was doing it was too late to stop it,  so i bent him over and held him so he could finish &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,   then he has his pants around his ankles and needs a wipe and we are in the back yard to i have to carry him bent over butt in the air into the house....   i was laughing so hard,  it was so gross......  now we are learning the difference between "peep" and "poop"  i love two year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then this morning!!! they are playing in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; room and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;watchin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;,  then i smell burning,  like really strong the house is on fire burning,  i go into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; room and it smells the strongest in there i check the furnace room, nothing, the bathroom, nothing,  nowhere else but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; room,  so i feel the walls, see if anything is hot,  check the lights, and all the sockets,  everything looks fine,  it smells like plastic, burning bad plastic,   i called upstairs to see if they were doing anything &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spraying&lt;/span&gt; fumes for bugs,  or burning plastic) nope nothing,  so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; digging through the toy box,  maybe a toy is self destructing?  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; cleaning up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; mess when coop comes in and says "mom look its stuck!!!  its broke in there!"  pointing to the up right tower fan.......  he turned it on and stuck a toy screw driver in it,  which made the motor spark and melt and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;combust&lt;/span&gt;.......  i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; tell that the smell was coming from there because its stuck in a corner ....   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; sigh,   this kid is constantly busy in all the wrong ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1139712407344346385?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1139712407344346385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1139712407344346385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1139712407344346385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1139712407344346385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-funny-cooper-stories.html' title='2 funny Cooper stories'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5789611304394631276</id><published>2011-05-18T21:05:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:47:49.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wil's 4! and lotsa other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures are sorta out of order......  it goes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;, then mothers day but i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really want to switch them all around,  so just stay with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrD2whN1QVw/TdRxRBFLZsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/qqG9t6zSsy4/s1600/SANY0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608231973144979138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrD2whN1QVw/TdRxRBFLZsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/qqG9t6zSsy4/s400/SANY0383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For my mom for mother's day we (me and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sibs&lt;/span&gt;) took pictures of ourselves and we each had a different piece of paper saying something, ours (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; the oldest) said "WE" my brother &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;todd&lt;/span&gt; and his wife's picture said " &amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;;3 "  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a heart,  my next brother Jake, who is on a mission in Arizona sent one that said "Our" and Rachel's said "Mom"   it was really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608233804438260386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AE7ybOIupDQ/TdRy7nLhSqI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cHqKVQSqs2M/s400/228132_10150238406080266_698655265_9066513_5429348_n.jpg" /&gt;My gorgeous mom seemed to like them! she has them at work on her desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GorKmGACURE/TdRxQ9WpKDI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0PJlDx-YzJQ/s1600/DSCF0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608231972144490546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GorKmGACURE/TdRxQ9WpKDI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0PJlDx-YzJQ/s400/DSCF0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Nick's mom, nick's one and only sister Heather set up a photo shoot of our families and made a photo book,  this picture was the cover picture!!!   it still cracks me up :)  Nick's mom really loved it though,  and we got some much needed shots of our families together,  Heather's kids are my kids only cousins as of right now so the cousin's picture i love a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9qpcyEM0ig/TdRxQfhbxrI/AAAAAAAAA-k/51POF-nj7Gs/s1600/DSCF0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608231964136687282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9qpcyEM0ig/TdRxQfhbxrI/AAAAAAAAA-k/51POF-nj7Gs/s400/DSCF0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; is such a ham in front of the camera, i wanted to post all of the retarded &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; pictures but it would have taken up the whole blog &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMfaZLZYm1w/TdRwbPuynFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/YSJ6vw2k0MA/s1600/DSCF0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608231049364675666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMfaZLZYm1w/TdRwbPuynFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/YSJ6vw2k0MA/s400/DSCF0508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608232264658462370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vc2eWGP-NIw/TdRxh_DaJqI/AAAAAAAAA-8/tKuF1jE4gPo/s400/DSCF0503.JPG" /&gt;We tried to have them pose back to back, leaning, with their arms crossed and this is what we got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; making a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weirdo&lt;/span&gt; face and cooper &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smushin&lt;/span&gt; his face up against &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;   they tried,   they really did,  hopefully someday they will be cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVpY1PJKF6A/TdRwapSnvWI/AAAAAAAAA-U/omLd9bNZhXw/s1600/SANY0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608231039045975394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVpY1PJKF6A/TdRwapSnvWI/AAAAAAAAA-U/omLd9bNZhXw/s400/SANY0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Easter!!!   We colored eggs and sorta took it easy. had brunch with nick's parents, Nick's senior exit jury was that week so we had a lot of other things going on,  like trying to keep nick healthy so he could sing in front of a panel of elitist professors who get to decide pass fail if he can graduate.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;   but he did so no worried,  passed with flying colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kplGe2DTkJc/TdRvw-7vF3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/yilojmLgRSo/s1600/SANY0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608230323301062514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kplGe2DTkJc/TdRvw-7vF3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/yilojmLgRSo/s400/SANY0312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coloring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbB7svH6If4/TdRvwT7JNrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/fmfBlRGfDSQ/s1600/SANY0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608230311755855538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbB7svH6If4/TdRvwT7JNrI/AAAAAAAAA-E/fmfBlRGfDSQ/s400/SANY0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooper is potty training!!   He's pretty much got it,  he was going in and taking off his diaper and going potty so we decided it was time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  and then when the box of diapers i was using was empty we never looked back.  He does great right now,  i think we are on week 2 maybe of training,  he tells me when he has to go and half the time just does it by himself and will come running out of the bathroom to tell me hes done and needs m&amp;amp;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;m's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.   its nice though to not have to change diapers,  i realized that i had been changing diapers everyday for 4 years.......  wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s5nFgSmkbF8/TdRvGmDoY7I/AAAAAAAAA98/6Kafcihq4VM/s1600/SANY0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608229595068785586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s5nFgSmkbF8/TdRvGmDoY7I/AAAAAAAAA98/6Kafcihq4VM/s400/SANY0362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; had an awesome birthday,  Grandma and Grandpa O came up for the weekend. The day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HIs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; we went to Soccer practice in the morning then went to Rio (the movie.  super great movie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) when we got home we had pizza and salad for dinner, opened presents and had cupcakes :)  he loved it,  best day of his life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuJLt1pApO8/TdRvGGymPtI/AAAAAAAAA90/VFT8XsUrYVk/s1600/SANY0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608229586675842770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuJLt1pApO8/TdRvGGymPtI/AAAAAAAAA90/VFT8XsUrYVk/s400/SANY0356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His reactions to his presents were the best,  Nick's reactions were equally as awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjfe6nq7IT4/TdRuoRu8lnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZeO3SHgO3-Q/s1600/SANY0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608229074217244274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjfe6nq7IT4/TdRuoRu8lnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/ZeO3SHgO3-Q/s400/SANY0377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom got him some color wonder bubbles,  they say they are washable,   and so we just went out on the porch,  after a while of these crazy blue bubbles going everywhere i started to worry a little..... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the wood looked really bad,  so i pulled the hose out and they DID NOT wash out........   ugh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  i scrubbed,   i hosed i soaped i bleached.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;   so Nick is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;staining&lt;/span&gt; the porch if it ever stops raining,  then it wont be so blue anymore....  use it on the cement!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b47j7qdfvWM/TdRun1L1DgI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6vNUd4oN7_g/s1600/SANY0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608229066553757186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b47j7qdfvWM/TdRun1L1DgI/AAAAAAAAA9k/6vNUd4oN7_g/s400/SANY0381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqtFkTX8KXs/TdRuKKxF6NI/AAAAAAAAA9c/tcGiAXRKTic/s1600/SANY0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608228556951120082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqtFkTX8KXs/TdRuKKxF6NI/AAAAAAAAA9c/tcGiAXRKTic/s400/SANY0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; is doing soccer!!  He loves it. It is only once a week which he would rather go every day i think but he is not the most aggressive player,  or the most attentive. He reminds me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of myself as an athlete .......  but he has fun,  every time he kicks the ball he looks at us on the sidelines and cheers that he kicked it,  as someone else takes it down the field to score,  but at least he is excited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiy0nepBK1A/TdRuJpevSLI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Zu83lr_JtGM/s1600/SANY0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608228548015769778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yiy0nepBK1A/TdRuJpevSLI/AAAAAAAAA9U/Zu83lr_JtGM/s400/SANY0304.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;/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/7765399864307319671-5789611304394631276?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5789611304394631276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5789611304394631276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5789611304394631276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5789611304394631276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/05/wils-4-and-lotsa-other-stuff.html' title='Wil&apos;s 4! and lotsa other stuff'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrD2whN1QVw/TdRxRBFLZsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/qqG9t6zSsy4/s72-c/SANY0383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1967384327851509699</id><published>2011-05-09T09:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:24:51.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>this blog seems to be a good way for me to puke my emotions out and kind of deal with them. I lost another pregnancy last weekend.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, i was about just over 7 weeks.... spent the morning on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; in the er to see yet again another ultrasound with no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;. There has been so much going on in this last week i feel as though i have had to move on and deal with this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; quicker than i wanted to. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really get a day to sit and cry. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; really knew, so i guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my fault and why its so different from last time. because i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; had to tell people &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; lost it. we were in the middle of potty training, nick started a new job on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, school stuff that had to get done, mothers day, nicks concert on mother's day, birthdays, all in the same 3 days, and then it was just over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i had to pretend for a few days that everything was fine so apparently everything should have been fine. here i sit, back to normal, not pregnant, i was pregnant last week, and now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not, &lt;br /&gt;my heart is so broken, i was not ready for that again, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; spent every day this week that it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; raining outside landscaping, digging things up, planting things, pulling weeds, keeps me busy so that i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to think about it, think about how i cant go through this again for a while, how badly i want one more baby to finish off my family, how my baby cooper is so not a baby anymore, and i know there is one more baby in my future, guess i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get to pick when, i thought i had control over when I wanted to get pregnant and have my last baby, i should be able to make that big decision, we should be able to make that decision as a family. I have had 2 healthy pregnancies, why now? 2 in a row? why is there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; wrong with me now.... just one more, then my lady parts can break, not yet though, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna go back on birth control for a while...... i dunno how long, long enough until i can handle another miscarriage, if it happens again, when it happens again? for now i will just enjoy my summer, being in the best shape &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been since high school, ill be tan, and super skinny*** (as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt; as i can get) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, ill do yard work, dig up worms with my boys, go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; and biking, ride on the motorcycle with my super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hott&lt;/span&gt; hubby, i am one lucky girl, i really am. guess we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; always get what we want, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; kinda had enough of that in my life... i mean we are living in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; basement for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cryin&lt;/span&gt; out loud, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;siiiigggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1967384327851509699?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1967384327851509699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1967384327851509699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1967384327851509699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1967384327851509699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8010544033149430692</id><published>2011-04-17T19:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:22:21.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend movie review: the come back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We see movies all the time......  every weekend,  so I WAS writing a post about them,  then i started to neglect my blog,  but this weekend we went and saw a movie worth writing about!  We saw Source Code&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596692312535826386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtWoAVd2bJk/TatyAXXbf9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/sQU8_Z5ZFrE/s400/source-code-movie-quad-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really want to see it at all,  it looked like another one of those shoot em up boy movies,  with a flimsy plot and a lot of boobs,  but it got awesome reviews........  but so did Sideways, with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dreyfus&lt;/span&gt;,  and that movie was straight horrible, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways this movie blew my mind,  it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; what i expected at all! I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get bored, and it felt like time flew by while i was watching it! I was like it cant be over all ready that movie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; nearly long enough" but it was, 2 hours later and my mind blown it was a great movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not like the stupid movie we saw last weekend,  Paul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 270px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596694737008579154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyHH0X4ShuI/Tat0NfOx0lI/AAAAAAAAA88/OykH_8oBfZo/s400/Paul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i really though this would be funny, I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rogan&lt;/span&gt;, and the guys from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shaun&lt;/span&gt; of the dead and hot fuzz!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; those guys crack me up,   and i mean a pot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smokin&lt;/span&gt; alien?!?!  does it get any funnier?!?!   it does,  that movie was freaking retarded,.  all the funny parts were in the previews, which there were like 2,  and i get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; fun of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; alien theories, i can take jokes, i mean seriously,   but this movie, the whole thing,  like every joke,  was a bash on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; and people with good morals.....   it was just trying too hard to be funny,  and it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;....  like if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no god, then i can curse all i want and sleep with whoever i want &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; nothing matters.   just because an alien has scientific proof there is no god,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean that u can sleep around like crazy,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; still gross.........The movie had such potential,   it really did,  they spent too much time making fun of god, and not enough time being funny&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/7765399864307319671-8010544033149430692?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8010544033149430692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8010544033149430692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8010544033149430692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8010544033149430692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend-movie-review-come-back.html' title='weekend movie review: the come back!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtWoAVd2bJk/TatyAXXbf9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/sQU8_Z5ZFrE/s72-c/source-code-movie-quad-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3777047450612437114</id><published>2011-03-23T18:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:13:04.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a few disney videos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because stupid blogger is giving me such a hard time with uplaoding photos I will put these up here for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/smStkb95Elc?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is on our way to disney before we left!  Nick went on a mission to get the pixie dust from the fairies in neverland because the magical car wont work without it and we cant see the magical kingdom with out the pixie dust!!!!!!!   good thing our dad isnt afraid of pirates and is so super brave! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z7PY66LJLoQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/7765399864307319671-3777047450612437114?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3777047450612437114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3777047450612437114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3777047450612437114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3777047450612437114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-disney-videos.html' title='a few disney videos!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/smStkb95Elc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7233426729669876086</id><published>2011-03-21T16:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:25:43.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a big long &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disney&lt;/font&gt; post going but blogger and i have been fighting about uploading pictures!   stupid blogger.....  but i wanted to brag about how i have hit my goal weight of 155 and then some, &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/font&gt; down to 152... &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/font&gt; 23lbs lost so far, so &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/font&gt; pushing my goal weight back to 145.....  then i should &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/font&gt; stop, &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/font&gt; practically 6' tall,  i &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/font&gt; wanna look too skinny.... (is there such a thing?)    I &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/font&gt; weighed this much since before high school......  i was never able to break 160. I still look the same to myself in the mirror though,  and am afraid to go back to eating normal, &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/font&gt; afraid to gain it all back.   and i keep &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hopin&lt;/font&gt; on the scale to make sure the numbers &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/font&gt; go up &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;periodically&lt;/font&gt; all day long.   i think i might have some sort of disorder developing,  but my husband says &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lookin&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hott&lt;/font&gt;, so &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/font&gt; what matters most.&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/7765399864307319671-7233426729669876086?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7233426729669876086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7233426729669876086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7233426729669876086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7233426729669876086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/03/feelin-good.html' title='feelin good!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8861387472141656127</id><published>2011-03-20T10:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:48:49.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiNnzg1qd2E/Tatsgcfi6jI/AAAAAAAAA8k/8CBiUEm-3Ck/s1600/SANY0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596686266598091314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiNnzg1qd2E/Tatsgcfi6jI/AAAAAAAAA8k/8CBiUEm-3Ck/s400/SANY0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disney World was a blast!!!!  we were there for a whole week and it was the best week of our lives!!!!  It seems like so long ago now,  its been over a month so it was fun to look back and relive it in the pictures, i have about 300 but these are the best ones!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07A5Be2LXqk/TatsgC1F8FI/AAAAAAAAA8c/FzUrUikeCuc/s1600/SANY0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596686259709145170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07A5Be2LXqk/TatsgC1F8FI/AAAAAAAAA8c/FzUrUikeCuc/s400/SANY0033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to disney on our honeymoon about 6 years ago and we said that we would never ever be those people who brought little kids to disney cuz it looked like torture!!!  Well we did it,  and I take it back,  it was probably the best age for our kids! They didnt think that it was some money hogging tourist trap, they thought that this was really the magical kingdom where Mickey lives, and Wil really really believed that when he met the Little Einsteins that they were actually THE real little Einsteins!!!   It was awesome,  he was in love with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14uwmrca73I/Tatsf1WFzHI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XpKoDIkTWqY/s1600/SANY0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596686256089451634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14uwmrca73I/Tatsf1WFzHI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XpKoDIkTWqY/s400/SANY0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dn7rOpXi_Rg/TYYZdhtci7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/o6-4YAZLU24/s1600/SANY0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586180382855564210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dn7rOpXi_Rg/TYYZdhtci7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/o6-4YAZLU24/s400/SANY0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q_IZkgoH6Y/TYYZdSHocRI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eWc41jzQ7qc/s1600/SANY0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586180378670428434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q_IZkgoH6Y/TYYZdSHocRI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eWc41jzQ7qc/s400/SANY0214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YXGPcea3VAk/TYYZcwpzFiI/AAAAAAAAA74/S2sGsdCLN80/s1600/SANY0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586180369686926882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YXGPcea3VAk/TYYZcwpzFiI/AAAAAAAAA74/S2sGsdCLN80/s400/SANY0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayR8S9FVwzY/TYYY7bJPuBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rsdjbyFalPY/s1600/SANY0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586179796977563666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayR8S9FVwzY/TYYY7bJPuBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rsdjbyFalPY/s400/SANY0256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6Ci1lQ_I4Y/TYYY6weYsMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/whHwD5zZHFU/s1600/SANY0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586179785523507394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6Ci1lQ_I4Y/TYYY6weYsMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/whHwD5zZHFU/s400/SANY0260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fyq1edbqfa4/TYYY6k7tLLI/AAAAAAAAA7g/BsASGZRNt64/s1600/SANY0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586179782425259186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fyq1edbqfa4/TYYY6k7tLLI/AAAAAAAAA7g/BsASGZRNt64/s400/SANY0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dBdUGVerdxo/TYYWZqyhMiI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/pKnbH660whI/s1600/SANY0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586177018038399522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dBdUGVerdxo/TYYWZqyhMiI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/pKnbH660whI/s400/SANY0274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zRtBCIeMN0/TYYWY-V2V4I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/CqkPnJE0CI8/s1600/SANY0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586177006106990466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zRtBCIeMN0/TYYWY-V2V4I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/CqkPnJE0CI8/s400/SANY0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VliRY2Mb-K0/TYYWYm7yM2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/-spUJ23_lVg/s1600/24459700001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586176999823651682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VliRY2Mb-K0/TYYWYm7yM2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/-spUJ23_lVg/s400/24459700001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-TaCtvIL6I/TYYWYdBkSfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mecfJ-tDaZE/s1600/24459700000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586176997163551218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-TaCtvIL6I/TYYWYdBkSfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/mecfJ-tDaZE/s400/24459700000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were there Wil joined the pirates league!!!  His new name is Jeramiah Canonshot. and he will tell you so when u ask him who he is....  because everything in disney is really real......  not just for fun,  but he is actually a pirate now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is great because the airbender thing got really old lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-8861387472141656127?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8861387472141656127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8861387472141656127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8861387472141656127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8861387472141656127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/03/disney-world.html' title='Disney World!!!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiNnzg1qd2E/Tatsgcfi6jI/AAAAAAAAA8k/8CBiUEm-3Ck/s72-c/SANY0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4394525103861977245</id><published>2011-03-04T14:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:07:18.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i just want to appologize for the ridiculous post that last one is,   omg though i think blogger doesnt like internet explorer 9 at all, it was the most frusterating thing to even upload pictures and forget about the spacing,  if i tried to delete the huge gaps i would loose pictures!!! aaaahhhhhhhhhhh    and we are headed to disney TOMORROW!!!!!   and i got on the scale this morning and it read 155.......... whoa!!  thats 20lbs lost!!!   i fell like i look the same so im not sure where it came from, but the hubs says my butt looks great and that my legs dont touch together when i stand anymore,  i did notice that. I said i would stop at 155  but i might just keep going until all the baby belly is gone??  who knows how long that will take,  cuz its kida hangin on there!&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/7765399864307319671-4394525103861977245?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4394525103861977245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4394525103861977245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4394525103861977245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4394525103861977245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-want-to-appologize-for.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6869870152780024862</id><published>2011-03-03T21:55:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:34:16.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper turns 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq35eydgIbc/TXBYoFUhLJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jKhnqyLiYng/s1600/SANY0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580057383958293650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq35eydgIbc/TXBYoFUhLJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jKhnqyLiYng/s400/SANY0301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will start with valentines day!! Because the day before coop's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is Valentines day! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; filled out his own valentines this year to hand out to his friends at play group and he did an amazing job!!!!! i gave him a list of names and he wrote them all out by himself, stuck the candy in em and sealed them up! And they were all fairly legible too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkYlOQXwIcI/TXBYnrhGMFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/x_AR9qxD8SU/s1600/SANY0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580057377031729234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkYlOQXwIcI/TXBYnrhGMFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/x_AR9qxD8SU/s400/SANY0306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had the most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;awesomest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; play group bash!! Complete with pink hot chocolate, heart shaped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;, brownies and treats! (none made by me of course, i am not that creative at all, not that cutting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; into the shape of a heart is hard? my brain just never would have thought of that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhlpemXR7NM/TXBYnbDmfII/AAAAAAAAA6g/1Vb4FXI8R88/s1600/SANY0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580057372613049474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhlpemXR7NM/TXBYnbDmfII/AAAAAAAAA6g/1Vb4FXI8R88/s400/SANY0310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Cooper's birthday he wanted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KayCakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pancakes) for breakfast! So i sprinkled them with cookie frosting sprinkles thinking it would make them yummy and pretty, but when i flipped them over the sugar just burned really fast and the pancake barely cooked...... see it back fires when i try to get creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejOTU1PrAHM/TXBXZPdjzpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ePsdmQ8UIM0/s1600/SANY0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580056029470903954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejOTU1PrAHM/TXBXZPdjzpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ePsdmQ8UIM0/s400/SANY0316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played at Castaway and had dinner there, Cooper loves to play at castaways so we had our own little family party and hang out. It was basically just us so nick and i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;climbed&lt;/span&gt; all over in the play place with them, it was a blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Km-lzRlZHvg/TXBXY6DWdTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qJv6RK4CYyE/s1600/SANY0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580056023723832626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Km-lzRlZHvg/TXBXY6DWdTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qJv6RK4CYyE/s400/SANY0324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in a pirate phase at our house with the new Jake and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pirates show in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we are headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and staying at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; resort which is pirate themed, and we will be turning into pirates in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a day, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we are getting all pumped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;foir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it and Coop got a bunch of Pirate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wtDy78CAoQ/TXBW-XXmh3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/lxP1jG9M_uI/s1600/SANY0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580055567736932210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wtDy78CAoQ/TXBW-XXmh3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/lxP1jG9M_uI/s400/SANY0328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper also got a bunch of new books!!! Our book shelves are poorly stocked so my goal is to get lots more books!!!!! We love to read and get most of our books at the library, but i remember reading somewhere that the more books you own the better you do in life? or maybe it was the more books you have in your home when your growing up the better the job you will have when your older will be? something like that. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we want our kids to be surrounded by books!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXJJAuStnrc/TXBW94anxnI/AAAAAAAAA54/biN24NQOoFU/s1600/SANY0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580055559428097650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXJJAuStnrc/TXBW94anxnI/AAAAAAAAA54/biN24NQOoFU/s400/SANY0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some yummy cake! which Coop is showing you in his mouth in this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; down with my weight into the 150's!!! i was about 158 this morning! the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fit said 156.7....... but i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a little off, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that would put me like 20lbs down, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just not really feeling that yet!!! but it felt great for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fit to say that to me, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even remember the last time i weighed that much, not even in high school, i have always been 160, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baby and in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 160.... i should go pull out the cute black dress i wore to graduation and see if i can squeeze into it again!!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been saving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6869870152780024862?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6869870152780024862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6869870152780024862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6869870152780024862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6869870152780024862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/03/cooper-turns-2.html' title='Cooper turns 2!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq35eydgIbc/TXBYoFUhLJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jKhnqyLiYng/s72-c/SANY0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5534273637226462061</id><published>2011-02-18T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:25:53.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more down~</title><content type='html'>Holy smokes,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; right,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been watching the scale the past few days just to make sure the weight &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; going to pop back up and bite me but i am steady at 161!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; 15 lbs lost,   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wowza&lt;/span&gt;,  we will see if i can get into the 150's,  that would be amazing,  we are headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; in a few weeks and i would love love love to be my lightest in years while on vacation!  Nick is doing really good too! he has lost a belt notch and like 10lbs as well!!   the unfair part about my weight loss so far is that i look exactly the same, except my chest has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt;......   like i really should go out and get new bras or i need to stuff them,  its comical how they collapse when i put my clothes on,  there is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; 2 big wrinkles in my shirts on both sides.....  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; stupid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; my baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pudge&lt;/span&gt; is still there!!!  i still have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spare&lt;/span&gt; tire all the way around, sigh,   but skinny girls have smaller tops so im well on my way to being a skinny girl!!!  whoohoooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5534273637226462061?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5534273637226462061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5534273637226462061' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5534273637226462061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5534273637226462061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/02/10-more-down.html' title='10 more down~'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5935938198147364385</id><published>2011-01-29T08:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T08:30:54.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 down</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to keep track of my weight loss with dates and such!   just this week alone i have lost 5lbs,  i want to loose at least 10 more before we get pregnant again,  so that i can gain a normal amount of weight without getting hillariously huge....  i dont know if i have mentioned this but i am up 15lbs since this summer when i was doing really good,   15 is kind of alot,  so this week i bought lean cuisiens special K and a bunch of fruit,  not on a crazy diet but just eating better, counting my calories, measuring portion sizes. stop eating by 8pm and then working out a few times a week.   We are planning a trip to disney world in a few weeks so i need to look good in a swim suit pretty fast!!   Its nice to have goals and things to look forward too,  and im tanning again,  just feeling alot better about myself!!!   anyways,  i was at 176 on monday and today im at 171!   heres to 10 more.... maybe 15,   15 lbs down would be my goal weight, for my whole life.....  maybe i can do it??   i havent been able to get that low since highschool,   or before... lol  which is pretty low for me since im almost 6ft tall lol,   and i only put numbers on here for me,  not for u readers,  dont be rememberin those numbers okay??? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5935938198147364385?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5935938198147364385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5935938198147364385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5935938198147364385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5935938198147364385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-down.html' title='5 down'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-850447128196964116</id><published>2011-01-17T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:39:19.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blood types</title><content type='html'>I am feeling really good today,  my mom went home sunday morning,  and nick and the  kids took really good care of me yesterday,  today im physically prety much better,   My mission for today is to try to understand something that was told to me in passing sort of by my doctor and nurses,  I have a negative blood type,  i am 0-,   apparently with a negative blood type, when you get pregnant if the baby has a positive blood type my body with all its negativity will attack it. that is without a (rogam)sp  shot. That is if nick's blood type is positive,  then that could happen,  if nick's is negative then we are fine.....   nick's blood type was tested when we were pregnant with wil,  and they never talkd to me about a shot,  at all,  which makes me think that this is the case.  WIth cooper i switched drs mid preg and they never talked to me about this,   and also when i was about 6 weeks along with coop i had some bleeding,  enough to go to the hospital and be worried....   Wil's blood type was also 0-,   which they checked in the hospital when he was born,  today my mission is to track down cooper's blood type,  and nick's....  which might be harder,  either way i have had the shot now, so if that was what happened with this preg the next one will be fine....   but I am just curious now!!!   Maybe its my crazy way of trying to find a why when there might not be one??   But its just interesting that i am just now hearing about my violent blood type now with my 3rd preg....  wierd...&lt;br /&gt;anywho,  I'm going to curl my hair today,  and put on makeup,  and maybe go on a date with my hubby tonight,  whom i love.  he is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-850447128196964116?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/850447128196964116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=850447128196964116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/850447128196964116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/850447128196964116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/01/blood-types.html' title='blood types'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2410549424518544072</id><published>2011-01-13T17:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T08:20:43.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>I had been looking forward to Wednesday's doctor's appointment for a very long time, very nervous, anxious and mostly excited, i was expecting it to be routine, I had never had a normal ultrasound so early in my pregnancies, Out in Lansing they didn't check for a heartbeat or anything until 12 weeks, so I was really excited to get to see the little bean so early. I have been feeling very pregnant, soreness, swelling, sick, hungry all the time, emotional mess, I felt normal. I ask all my questions about food, and activities, teeth whitening and working out questions, i tried to get a hold of nick and let him know that they were going to do the ultrasound cuz he said he would come right over, but his phone has been acting up so none of my calls were going through, i told the nurse that he owed me some flowers and laughed it off..... said this was our third so it was nothing he hadn't seen before, we knew what we were doing, this was an old hat for us. Then like 2 seconds after the dr started he sighed and said he didn't think he had good news for me, On the screen, the image that has been burned into my head for the past few days, was this little sac, with nothing in it, no baby, no heartbeat, no movement, empty.... empty?? that means no baby?? Wow, So as it has been explained to me, they aren't sure what happened, if the baby passed a while ago and the placenta kept growing, or if it was something else. the sac is about the size of a strawberry. He said that eventually my body would recognize that there was something wrong and then miscarry....  miscarry???  wow.... but I am 9 weeks right now,  or I should be, well my body thinks I am. I don't understand how my body could do that to me, it knows what a baby is, we've done this before, how could it lie to me, lie to me in my weight gain, in my protruding belly, in my awesome chinese food cravings, how could it break my heart like that, 9 weeks is a long time to lie to someone.&lt;br /&gt;In the blur that was the hours after the ultrasound i came home and broke. as i sobbed into my hubby's chest, we discussed our options.   The dr told me that we could wait till it happened naturally, or do a d&amp;amp;c and finish it as soon as we could. At first i was appalled by the thought of ending it,  but the more i thought about it,  could i emotionally handle sitting and waiting to loose the baby??   waiting to start bleeding?  when would it happen??  how bad would it hurt??  really bad as i understand, I just didnt know, so we decided to wait and think it over a day or two.  once that was decided i got up to go to the bathroom and i just sat there thinking,  "get ouuut of me"  that was when i knew that i probably wouldnt be able to emotionally handle the wait, the when,  the what if,  I need it to be done so that i can heal and move on. &lt;br /&gt;It hurts,  my heart, real bad.  people keep asking if i'm ok?  the only answer i have right now is no.  I'm really not okay,  not at all.  I'm sad,  very very sad.  I'm angry,  i feel betrayed.  it hurts to breathe. my lungs feel heavy&lt;br /&gt;Another real hard part for me is telling everyone.  I was so sure nothing like this would happen that I told everyone i was expecting real early,  so its my fault i have to write this big thing and let everyone know what happened,  cuz everyone already knows I'm expecting.  It makes me feel stupid. and naive.  and sad about what people will say. I don't want the sad looks. The I'm so sorry's.   i don't know what i want,  but i don't want people to pitty me.  This is the saddest i have ever felt,  I have had some crappy things happen in my life,  but this takes the cake. next time i find out I'm expecting I'm going to have to keep it secret until we know for sure that everything is okay.....   I get so excited. being a mom is who i am right now,   its my whole life right now.  it wont always get to be the only thing that defines me,  but at this pointt in my life i am proud to be a mom,  i love to be a mom,  i love my kids with all my heart and i have never been as grateful for my healthy little boys as i am now. I love my husband he is wonderful,  he is understanding and he is getting me through my sadness,  it hurts him to see me sad,  and i can tell. He is exactly what i need right now. He lets me cry when i need to,  and holds me when i need it. for as long as I need it,  and he will hold my hand later today when they knock me out to finish this nightmare. and he will be right there when i wake up. i couldn't do this without him. or my mom,  who when i called and said i need my mommy she came right up.  With food in tow. to take care of me and my kids and my broken heart. &lt;br /&gt;I will be okay, i know i can have kids,  healthy ones,  i have done it before and i will do it again.  but this SUCKS.   and I'm scared. &lt;br /&gt;I will probably be hiding out for a while. its the perfect month to hibernate,  theres no reason to go outside anyways,  its cold and nasty,   January sucks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2410549424518544072?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2410549424518544072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2410549424518544072' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2410549424518544072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2410549424518544072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/01/heartbreak.html' title='Heartbreak'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1033188945956744918</id><published>2011-01-04T17:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T17:57:50.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I just realized that this is year 5 of my blog!   yikes,  thats a long time,  kinda cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1033188945956744918?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1033188945956744918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1033188945956744918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1033188945956744918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1033188945956744918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/01/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-797610699426697974</id><published>2011-01-02T20:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:21:46.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and New Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Christmas, its my favorite time of year, and its even more fun now that my kids are really into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; of it all!  So my super lack of posting on the blog is due to soaking up all of this quality time with my kids and hubs!  The hubs had like almost a month off of school!!  he still has a whole week left with us!!!   But tomorrow things go back to normal for us, next week will be really normal.  I'm sad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; goes by so quick though, but at the same time really ready to get back to the grind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here is a cliff notes version of our month of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtpM5OyvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/y7ewGkHshXQ/s1600/SANY0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773601011059442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtpM5OyvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/y7ewGkHshXQ/s400/SANY0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made lots of cookies!  They "helped" for like 10 minutes before i kicked em out,  sadly they make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more work out of things than they should be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtokno9EI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iAhfbDM9J08/s1600/SANY0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773590199858242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtokno9EI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iAhfbDM9J08/s400/SANY0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then We frosted them all!!  this was easier for the kids to help with They mostly ate the cookies while Nick and I frosted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtoFE5wtI/AAAAAAAAA3c/gN4bSktoUhQ/s1600/SANY0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773581732659922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtoFE5wtI/AAAAAAAAA3c/gN4bSktoUhQ/s400/SANY0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite part!!!  The tree with all the presents underneath!  I think I was more anxious and excited than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; and Coop this year. I have always had a hard time sleeping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; eve,  since i was a kid, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help but wake up like 10 times a night to see if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; came, walk around all the presents then sneak back to bed before anyone noticed, I still feel that way!  I was ready to open presents at 6am,  and my kids &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; wake up till 8!!!   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;   I'm backwards I know, but its so much fun to see them get things that they have been wanting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; long!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQ4jEGLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/e7gFmW6IXuo/s1600/SANY0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773183232514226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQ4jEGLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/e7gFmW6IXuo/s400/SANY0188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This dog Cooper got hooks up to the computer and you download personalized songs and games on it, and Coop's name,  So it talks right to Cooper, its so awesome and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loooves&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQTIpn9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/z2AYHCagnKU/s1600/SANY0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773173189615570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQTIpn9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/z2AYHCagnKU/s400/SANY0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MobiGo&lt;/span&gt;, that he had been wanting and asking for!!   He really wanted an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; touch, because Nick has and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;IPhone&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; gets to play all sorts of fun games on it, so he wanted his own really bad so he could play it when dad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; home &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  but this game has the touch screen like the i-pod its just able to be roughed  up a little better than the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQDYGKvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z9p82VYGbgE/s1600/SANY0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773168959433458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtQDYGKvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z9p82VYGbgE/s400/SANY0198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents got Coop this jet pack, Cooper is big into Toy Story,  he loves these things!  when you push the button on the front of it the wings pop up and blink! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  and buzz talks and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; he moves around it makes a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woooshing&lt;/span&gt; sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEsueIhsSI/AAAAAAAAA28/4NR7FGZBED4/s1600/SANY0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557772592026333474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEsueIhsSI/AAAAAAAAA28/4NR7FGZBED4/s400/SANY0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found this out this month also!!  We will be adding our third and final child to the bunch this august!!!   We are all super excited!!   Sad to have decided this is the last one,  but ready for another baby!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEst2oh2rI/AAAAAAAAA20/bJRU5ADUjf4/s1600/SANY0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557772581423143602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEst2oh2rI/AAAAAAAAA20/bJRU5ADUjf4/s400/SANY0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sister stayed an extra few days after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; to hang out since she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have school all week and it was fun to have her here, she is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEsSYrJ4MI/AAAAAAAAA2s/8VUJ1uP1wPk/s1600/SANY0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557772109524623554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEsSYrJ4MI/AAAAAAAAA2s/8VUJ1uP1wPk/s400/SANY0228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this was out wild NYE party!!!  it started at 8pm and went till about 830 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  But the kids made hats out of old party hats and we toasted about a million times until the sparkling grape juice was gone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all 2010 was a fun year!  I'm not quite sure how we are surviving but we are. I feel really lucky to have the opportunities that we have!  I am excited for 2011 and scared at the same time!!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for resolutions ... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;....   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant have the lose 10lbs one from last year...  although i did hit that goal!!!!  around summer time, i have since gained it back,  and will sadly continue to gain till this summer...   but I am going to continue going to the gym 3 times a week throughout this pregnancy.,  In the hopes that I can drop the weight faster when its over!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my resolution,   oh, and to be a better blogger!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I will keep the one from last year on here about being more outgoing and having more self confidence....  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i really seem to have trouble there,  making and keeping friends!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; to a friendlier, healthier, and better blogging 2011!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-797610699426697974?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/797610699426697974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=797610699426697974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/797610699426697974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/797610699426697974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-and-new-years.html' title='Christmas and New Years!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TSEtpM5OyvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/y7ewGkHshXQ/s72-c/SANY0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7061077216603093426</id><published>2010-12-05T18:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:47:35.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfMFehbVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ahrnfszUOKc/s1600/155584_10150097075537279_668137278_7630697_3729215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343133502696786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfMFehbVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ahrnfszUOKc/s400/155584_10150097075537279_668137278_7630697_3729215_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over Thanksgiving break we went on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Midwest&lt;/span&gt; adventure!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it started out in Indiana where my beautiful sister and parents live! She is in the best high school show choir in the State and they had their big dinner and performance on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;!! It was probably the most amazing performance I have ever seen in a high school setting!! These kids were amazing!!! The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choreography&lt;/span&gt; was phenom. They put &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of time and effort into it!!!! I have her Varsity Singers button on my purse, where it will stay forever, if you wanna see it just ask, i show it off like shes my own kid, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so dang proud of her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfL6hzSSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/YiDyPii8pWU/s1600/156706_10150097069592279_668137278_7630618_5710825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343130563660066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfL6hzSSI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/YiDyPii8pWU/s400/156706_10150097069592279_668137278_7630618_5710825_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom's mom Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Granzow&lt;/span&gt; came up &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(probably more over than up&lt;/span&gt;) from Iowa for the show too!! It was awesome to get to see her and My mom's sister &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leitha&lt;/span&gt;!! They are amazing to drive all that way for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLtmzDSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Xb9C2tD_9GM/s1600/155001_10150097071437279_668137278_7630637_13460_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343127094955298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLtmzDSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Xb9C2tD_9GM/s400/155001_10150097071437279_668137278_7630637_13460_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday Nick went home, he had some classes that he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get out of, and the kids and I hitched a ride with my parents and sister to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;, IL for my cousin Amy's wedding!!! It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amazazing&lt;/span&gt;!!! She looked beautiful &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see bottom picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had an eventful time there in the one day we got to spend there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, We had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bachelorette&lt;/span&gt; party on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; night ... where we went out to dinner at the only place to eat in the whole town that was open, and they were going to close at 7!! luckily we got there at 6:30 and made em stay open a little later!! then we played games till about 9 or 10, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoooooohoooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, but it really was a great time, Amy has some awesome friends that came down to help with things and Her husband is amazing and a lucky guy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; below is my grandma O! It was great to be able to spend so much time with everyone. My family is a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLURge-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/HSP3YjvD9hs/s1600/150511_10150097075232279_668137278_7630691_187082_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343120294771682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLURge-I/AAAAAAAAA2I/HSP3YjvD9hs/s400/150511_10150097075232279_668137278_7630691_187082_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then after IL, we headed to Iowa for Thanksgiving at Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;O's&lt;/span&gt; house! where i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; take any picture, i might be stealing some off of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; here in a bit! Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; we all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;caravaned&lt;/span&gt; back up to Michigan where Amy had a reception at the church, which was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, and we set up all day on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; and partied all night!!&lt;br /&gt;whew, it was such a busy week. seriously, its been nice this week to just sit at home, i wish they would move &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; back to January this year, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so not ready for it at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLAN6UBI/AAAAAAAAA2A/pnw0voPwKYc/s1600/150849_10150097075697279_668137278_7630700_6226333_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547343114910978066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfLAN6UBI/AAAAAAAAA2A/pnw0voPwKYc/s400/150849_10150097075697279_668137278_7630700_6226333_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; had a blast dancing at the party! Coop was a riot, danced with everyone mooched food from EVERYONE!!! hes lucky he's cute so his mooching works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7061077216603093426?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7061077216603093426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7061077216603093426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7061077216603093426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7061077216603093426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/12/amys-wedding.html' title='Amy&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TPwfMFehbVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ahrnfszUOKc/s72-c/155584_10150097075537279_668137278_7630697_3729215_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2781010167642261437</id><published>2010-11-02T22:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:43:05.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDILvBX4YI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eNH2DI2AbRo/s1600/SANY0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535144045964681602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDILvBX4YI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eNH2DI2AbRo/s400/SANY0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is turning out to be quite the long post with all these pictures! But we will start with one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; and I. With the new camera i bought that day!  I lost my camera, and after looking and looking and looking and crying and looking Nick told me to just go get a new one! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; we seriously &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; miss out on pictures of the biggest weekend in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil's&lt;/span&gt; 3 years of life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. He has been talking about shaving his head to be like the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; for over a month, and he has been planning on being the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; for longer! So after we got a new camera! We set out to shave the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender's&lt;/span&gt; head for our playgroup party the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDILCaJA0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Z7LEWwqshpE/s1600/SANY0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535144033988969282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDILCaJA0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Z7LEWwqshpE/s400/SANY0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to cut it into a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt; first! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; miss that shot! We were nervous that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; would freak out, he hates hates hates getting his hair cut, never lets me use the clippers (in his case the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bzzzzzerezz&lt;/span&gt;) He acts like everyone of his hairs has a nerve in it and that it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; killing him when i cut his hair....  So, needless to say we were expecting the worse. We taped a picture of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; costume on the mirror, so he could focus on the goal. But he ended up being so excited and pumped for this that he did great, sat still and acted like a normal kid.  hes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; me all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDIK8C_p2I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/2jLZvRvzLKY/s1600/SANY0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535144032281274210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDIK8C_p2I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/2jLZvRvzLKY/s400/SANY0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His hair was so long, it was kinda hard for me to do it,  but it looks great, he has a nice shaped head, so no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHv0lE5KI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/bvn08729x4s/s1600/SANY0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535143566420272290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHv0lE5KI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/bvn08729x4s/s400/SANY0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cooper's pumpkin!  This is my favorite pic of all time i think, i like the lighting, i love the little pumpkin face. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; use it for my desktop background for years to come. it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHvV9z5cI/AAAAAAAAA1I/nDd22Jn68Lc/s1600/SANY0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535143558202516930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHvV9z5cI/AAAAAAAAA1I/nDd22Jn68Lc/s400/SANY0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Airbender&lt;/span&gt; the pumpkin!  (seriously this kid i&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; obsessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHdgaRVTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/NTfYXsHL7M4/s1600/SANY0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535143251768595762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHdgaRVTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/NTfYXsHL7M4/s400/SANY0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Twinsies&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHdPJYfNI/AAAAAAAAA04/wFqUAQtu2kk/s1600/SANY0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535143247134358738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDHdPJYfNI/AAAAAAAAA04/wFqUAQtu2kk/s400/SANY0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper had to have his face painted too,  so nick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; to draw a clownish thing on there.  He looks like a hot mess in this pic, but at least he has his clothes on, he usually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGUHlgv9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/_D09TQ38qrI/s1600/SANY0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141990974406610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGUHlgv9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/_D09TQ38qrI/s400/SANY0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then last minute Nick thought it would be a good idea if he dressed up as &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.themoderndaypirates.com/pirates/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/appa.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.themoderndaypirates.com/pirates/2010/02/time-to-catch-up-on-the-last-air-bender/&amp;amp;h=587&amp;amp;w=681&amp;amp;sz=59&amp;amp;tbnid=bddho1tSZ7wxmM:&amp;amp;tbnh=120&amp;amp;tbnw=139&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dappa%2Bthe%2Blast%2Bairbender&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;q=appa+the+last+airbender&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__aq6TebG-yCC4uc8zv95JI7u65zg=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=RMrQTK-BHZe8jAfBzZiKDA&amp;amp;sqi=2&amp;amp;ved=0CB4Q9QEwAA"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbenders&lt;/span&gt; giant flying water buffalo!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  So i took the idea and ran with it.  i got a big queen sized blanket (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we needed a new one for our bed anyways) and made an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt; backpack out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGT7tOsGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jjOoRDH2AWI/s1600/SANY0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141987785551970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGT7tOsGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jjOoRDH2AWI/s400/SANY0101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us! at the trunk-or-treat at church! I dressed up as Jesse to go with Cooper as Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; and then we have the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGTdbHRXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Say3tEufPrs/s1600/SANY0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141979656504690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDGTdbHRXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Say3tEufPrs/s400/SANY0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;absolutally&lt;/span&gt; LOVED &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;,  and Nick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hillariously&lt;/span&gt; bent down for every pic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; was in heaven, it was a blast, and so worth all the work to see how happy he was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFjJoVv_I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Jkpkq84DHWQ/s1600/SANY0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141149709549554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFjJoVv_I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Jkpkq84DHWQ/s400/SANY0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aang&lt;/span&gt; and Buzz trick-or-treating on our block! Cooper is really into Toy Story and especially Buzz, he has the blankets for his bed and a stuffed Buzz that he sleeps with, He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; around the house pretending to be Buzz and talks like buzz before he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; he says "and Beyond!!!!"  then goes "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pppssshhheeewwwwww&lt;/span&gt;"  as he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt; away, he was equally excited to be buzz as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; was to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aang&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFikWKegI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/-fPH0IkAHaU/s1600/SANY0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141139701201410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFikWKegI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/-fPH0IkAHaU/s400/SANY0121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our neighbors with the fresh doughnuts never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt;! the smell lingers down the whole street! They make the doughnuts right in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; garage and give out cider and hot chocolate with them! it is about halfway between our house and where we stop and turn around, just the perfect spot for a snack! we have the best street for trick-or-treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFiSjOy2I/AAAAAAAAA0I/At-Z-u9NzKI/s1600/SANY0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535141134924172130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDFiSjOy2I/AAAAAAAAA0I/At-Z-u9NzKI/s400/SANY0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Last pic of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;! They have been wrestling and riding and killing the fire nation with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appa&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt;! I keep waiting for him to fall apart so that i can wash him and put him on my bed.... he looks cozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2781010167642261437?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2781010167642261437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2781010167642261437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2781010167642261437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2781010167642261437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TNDILvBX4YI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eNH2DI2AbRo/s72-c/SANY0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-9156480874249003354</id><published>2010-10-18T13:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:41:25.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLyBtWC1l5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/kyx7Hpb8uPg/s1600/71738_481049930803_514900803_7299676_5079464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529437058515703698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLyBtWC1l5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/kyx7Hpb8uPg/s400/71738_481049930803_514900803_7299676_5079464_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just got to remember the stage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; is at right now,  he drives me crazy but the love for this strong willed mean little boy i have is overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He and I have been really butting heads lately,  he never.... pretty much never listens the first time, i always have to threaten him with something, and then usually the threats get carried out, he spends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alotta&lt;/span&gt; time in time-out.  He gets &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; easily and yells &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;!! I feel like i am constantly making him do things. Even when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to do something fun!  I know we will get out of this funk eventually, because while he can be so mean he is also the best kid in the whole world!  He is too smart for his own good, he is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; doing things to try and make us laugh. He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; (as we all know too well) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but its just him, He has an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; staff that he carries around with him like a security blanket, and he usually sleeps with it. I will go in to tuck him in at night and have to pry it out of his hands and recover him up. He is crazy excited for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; costume, he talks about it every single day, a few times a day. We finally made a paper count down chain for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; so he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; wake up everyday hoping that its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt;. We told him that we could shave his head so that he could have a point on his head like the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt;, so he talks about that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt;, and wants to shave his head today. Everyone he meets he tells that he is going to be the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; not everyone knows who the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;airbender&lt;/span&gt; is.... waitresses, random people at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meijer&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so completely different that his little brother, Coop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; freak out nearly as bad as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; does, or did at  his age. So i know its not all my fault, i just have to stick with it and be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;, but man does he drive me crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-9156480874249003354?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/9156480874249003354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=9156480874249003354' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/9156480874249003354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/9156480874249003354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/10/wil.html' title='Wil'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLyBtWC1l5I/AAAAAAAAAz4/kyx7Hpb8uPg/s72-c/71738_481049930803_514900803_7299676_5079464_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6797956568661878156</id><published>2010-10-11T21:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:52:38.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9nHkuLDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/yskt60I78gY/s1600/fbfampic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9nHkuLDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/yskt60I78gY/s400/fbfampic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969647459347506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some family pics taken by my friend Lara! she did an awesome job!!! theres a link to her website on the left side of my blog! there are more to come these are just a couple i pulled off of facebook!  They turned out great considering my boys were less than cooperative! but oh well lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9m9rDeeI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/gswgmGwiQE4/s1600/fbpic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9m9rDeeI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/gswgmGwiQE4/s400/fbpic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969644801554914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9KYEnowI/AAAAAAAAAzI/GE2uq_UYp0s/s1600/DSCN2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9KYEnowI/AAAAAAAAAzI/GE2uq_UYp0s/s400/DSCN2451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969153671897858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made quite a few trips to the Orchard this season, this is Spicers orchard, and it is a real blast. the big box of corn is my favorite, but dirtier than sand but they played forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9KKG0QeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/0rYOqtCgyuU/s1600/DSCN2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9KKG0QeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/0rYOqtCgyuU/s400/DSCN2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969149923017186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9J2eY2VI/AAAAAAAAAy4/YLO3zht1N-I/s1600/DSCN2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9J2eY2VI/AAAAAAAAAy4/YLO3zht1N-I/s400/DSCN2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969144653175122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went down the slides over and over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9JkNJxfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oIqJvuZewck/s1600/DSCN2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9JkNJxfI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oIqJvuZewck/s400/DSCN2478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969139749045746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my mom's this weekend and she helped me sew Wil's halloween costume!!!&lt;br /&gt;he is obviously going to be &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Aang-Air-bending-avatar-the-last-airbender-461375_1024_768.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.fanpop.com/spots/avatar-the-last-airbender/images/461375&amp;amp;h=768&amp;amp;w=1024&amp;amp;sz=103&amp;amp;tbnid=Q-JLH1SdLM5xrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=113&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Daang%2Bthe%2Blast%2Bairbender&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;q=aang+the+last+airbender&amp;amp;usg=__Acpwh1TqdquyAOKL5ctfoHM3zA8=&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=m76zTKHfNMSFnAeOuNCOBg&amp;amp;ved=0CCoQ9QEwAQ"&gt;"The Last Airbender"  &lt;/a&gt;since he now belives himself to be the last airbender.... lol,   yes we will be phasing him out of this and not encouraging him anymore after halloween,   no more airbender...... cuz for real, he seriously thinks he is the airbender... for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9JbSlxUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rXFJdh8sNUI/s1600/DSCN2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9JbSlxUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/rXFJdh8sNUI/s400/DSCN2513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526969137355932994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this pic i needed to post,  my mom..... eating an eye ball,  lol,   she was trying to get Wil to try some and he would not..... it came in that tube full of liquid "candy"  i tasted some and think i got diabetes.... from one taste.....   ickoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6797956568661878156?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6797956568661878156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6797956568661878156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6797956568661878156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6797956568661878156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-had-some-family-pics-taken-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TLO9nHkuLDI/AAAAAAAAAzY/yskt60I78gY/s72-c/fbfampic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3696724826412767266</id><published>2010-09-14T13:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:14:00.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melons, and Labor day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1yEZ3ZKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vR988TQHgZo/s1600/46234_460054832278_668137278_6711175_6851059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1yEZ3ZKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vR988TQHgZo/s400/46234_460054832278_668137278_6711175_6851059_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827940332463266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; once again, my birthday came and went and i took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no pictures!!!  Except of the Lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bouquet&lt;/span&gt; of daisies! (which are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favy&lt;/span&gt;)  and I took one pic of my super hip haircut!!  I love it, it makes me feel so cool :)  So far 26 has been great, I feel great, in the best shape i have been in in forever,  and everyone is healthy and happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1Z7DtQeI/AAAAAAAAAxY/sOXBtB7oMgs/s1600/DSCN2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1Z7DtQeI/AAAAAAAAAxY/sOXBtB7oMgs/s400/DSCN2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827525506744802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know, when i have so many pictures, whether to put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;descriptions&lt;/span&gt; on the top or on the bottom of the pictures.....   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to pick top....  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SOoo&lt;/span&gt; this next picture is my boys and their super cool hats,  We went school clothes shopping and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; pass them up, they matched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; shirts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1x2qCsUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/MgprFHdi_4I/s1600/58387_468789797278_668137278_6921370_8322109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1x2qCsUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/MgprFHdi_4I/s400/58387_468789797278_668137278_6921370_8322109_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827936642216258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been on a big cooking kick, trying new recipes, Like the one below i saw on Rachael Ray and had to try it!!   Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chabata&lt;/span&gt; bread, with a ricotta cheese/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thyme&lt;/span&gt; mixture spread on top, sausage cooked with garlic and red pepper flakes, topped with broccoli &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rabe&lt;/span&gt; and all topped with shredded provolone......   it was really really good,   a ton of food but looked really pretty, since then i have made a lot of different things, We sit down to dinner and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; calls it "mommy's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;" and he usually eats what i make,   My favorite was the lettuce wraps,  tho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; else liked em...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1adG7CoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/IeC-q616g78/s1600/DSCN2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1adG7CoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/IeC-q616g78/s400/DSCN2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827534647036546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few are from Howell's Melon festival (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no not the melon's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; thinking&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1anRBsMI/AAAAAAAAAxo/pa0Iubxnqsg/s1600/DSCN2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1anRBsMI/AAAAAAAAAxo/pa0Iubxnqsg/s400/DSCN2368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827537373769922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had lots of bounce houses, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it was kind of raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1Zl0WJSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ymd0vRR_PMY/s1600/DSCN2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1Zl0WJSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ymd0vRR_PMY/s400/DSCN2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516827519805170978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cooper has no fear.  He is awesome,  most of the time i forget that he is only 18 mo old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  He forgets too, he is pretty sure that hes 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0fs9OG-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/CMbJlM-ILNE/s1600/DSCN2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0fs9OG-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/CMbJlM-ILNE/s400/DSCN2367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516826525289028578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick had to climb up there with em and throw em down the slides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;,  it was super wet, almost like a slip n slide, but nick made it out without any broken bones, or broken children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0fGCg5nI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1SJhQP8XYKQ/s1600/DSCN2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0fGCg5nI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1SJhQP8XYKQ/s400/DSCN2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516826514842248818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamest little carousel but the kids didn't wanna get off,  Coop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;looooved&lt;/span&gt; it. Kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;neeiigghhhh&lt;/span&gt;" the whole way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0eiCFPJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Hy9_EeqRCxM/s1600/DSCN2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0eiCFPJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Hy9_EeqRCxM/s400/DSCN2375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516826505176759442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; got his face painted!   He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; wanted a rainbow.......  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;glad we could talk him outta that one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0eb6pOjI/AAAAAAAAAww/w3UJNqRNJfc/s1600/DSCN2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0eb6pOjI/AAAAAAAAAww/w3UJNqRNJfc/s400/DSCN2378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516826503534950962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing scared the crap outta me.  I must have watched one to many horror stories on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; of the ropes coming back and cutting fingers or faces off....  but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; really wanted to catapult a melon, so they did it,   i was hoping to get an action shot of the melon splatting the ground but no such luck,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what they are watching tho, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; had just pulled it and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; at how far it went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0dyweRSI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fgE3SrGkR9U/s1600/DSCN2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-0dyweRSI/AAAAAAAAAwo/fgE3SrGkR9U/s400/DSCN2383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516826492486436130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Nick take a first day of school picture,  he was not happy about taking the picture &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as you can tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  nor did he want me to post it up here but too bad,  I am proud of him, and i super love him, and wanna remember things like this!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; was so mad the whole day he wanted to go to school with dad,  hes pretty sure dad just colors and plays with toys and kids all day,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what school is .... right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zp4BHb8I/AAAAAAAAAwg/5PNIy7ykrIs/s1600/DSCN2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zp4BHb8I/AAAAAAAAAwg/5PNIy7ykrIs/s400/DSCN2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516825600545222594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over labor day weekend I took the kids down to spend a long weekend with my mom and dad. We did all sorts of fun things with Grandma O and Grandpa O!  Like teeter totters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zo2sqIGI/AAAAAAAAAwY/79vua10Adh4/s1600/DSCN2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zo2sqIGI/AAAAAAAAAwY/79vua10Adh4/s400/DSCN2391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516825583011111010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh i love this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;chunky&lt;/span&gt; kid!!   ugh he melts my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zoU8dAxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9oSBuEfWvkc/s1600/DSCN2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zoU8dAxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/9oSBuEfWvkc/s400/DSCN2392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516825573950554898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made them pose for lots of pictures, There was a cute garden place right next to the most awesome park in the world,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; posted about this park before, its huge, we have nothing like that close to here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zn7BBYII/AAAAAAAAAwI/9YhKj8Z1xow/s1600/DSCN2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-zn7BBYII/AAAAAAAAAwI/9YhKj8Z1xow/s400/DSCN2396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516825566990393474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents live right next to a big state park, It has a huge lake ( i guess its a dam,  gets really full in the summer and empties in the winter)  But there are trails, a nature center with little animals to look at and things to do, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; 3 minutes from my parents, we spent the morning on the lake, ate lunch on the boat, played at the beach, cleaned up then headed to the nature center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-znZcB_eI/AAAAAAAAAwA/O12S5V3CWLo/s1600/DSCN2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-znZcB_eI/AAAAAAAAAwA/O12S5V3CWLo/s400/DSCN2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516825557976874466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that has been the last few months,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; another empty vow to blog more,  i really do like it!  I just need to take more pics.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; is starting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;preschool&lt;/span&gt; class next week,  just one day a week, and playgroup is going to be awesome this week too, so lots more pics to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-3696724826412767266?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3696724826412767266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3696724826412767266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3696724826412767266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3696724826412767266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/09/melons-and-labor-day.html' title='Melons, and Labor day'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TI-1yEZ3ZKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/vR988TQHgZo/s72-c/46234_460054832278_668137278_6711175_6851059_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5089217341961486165</id><published>2010-08-13T19:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T19:53:53.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my hubby tells me today that his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend Anthony, whom we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; seen since our wedding, reads my blog!!  shout out to Anthony! congrats on the new baby!  :)   he also told me that Anthony wants to leave comments on here,  so  tutorial...  at the bottom of every post there is a little word that says comment,  if you click it you can leave one :D  and I think you should have a blog or a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; so WE can see pics of your little ones, and you guys too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; is tomorrow!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a little excited,  its my favorite day of the whole year,  besides my kids birthdays. My mom dad and little sister will be here for the weekend and my cousins &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aubrey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;davin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; one are flying in tomorrow for a couple weeks,   its gonna be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fuuuun&lt;/span&gt; weekend!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id add a picture of what we've been up to,  but its been kinda boring,  just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt; in the sun and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; in the lake!!   i love summer  *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5089217341961486165?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5089217341961486165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5089217341961486165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5089217341961486165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5089217341961486165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-my-hubby-tells-me-today-that-his.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-113483474976108862</id><published>2010-08-06T16:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T18:16:44.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My lil Coop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFxvi-SxzOI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Ul2YsosK2NU/s1600/coopnwilicecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502395491367898338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFxvi-SxzOI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Ul2YsosK2NU/s400/coopnwilicecream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pic was taken last weekend, when we actually caught the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; truck!! While we are sitting on the beach you can hear the truck on the other side of the lake all the time, my kids have no idea what the music is coming from but I have amazing flash backs from when i was a kid! Hearing the truck and grabbing our shoes and running for blocks and blocks, through backyards, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; we had shortcuts all over the neighborhood to get to different peoples houses and just running towards the music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I hear it across the lake there is some instinct in me to run, run until I find the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;..... when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kroger&lt;/span&gt; is closer, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prolly&lt;/span&gt; cheaper...... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways, we got these awesome ice cream things, with gumball eyes, and crazy colors that stained our teeth and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tummys&lt;/span&gt; and fingers for a few days, and were so sugary that we had a hard time getting to bed that night, so fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; summer!!!!!! ugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now that it is august it just feels like summer is almost over and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so very sad! i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want it to snow.... please no....... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whhaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the point of this post is not to mourn the end of summer but to write some of my Cooper's milestones recently. He is blossoming, he talks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; more now. He has a word for almost everything he needs. He loves his blanket "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blankiee&lt;/span&gt;" and his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bink&lt;/span&gt; which he calls "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hockie&lt;/span&gt;" Just this week he learned to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recognize some&lt;/span&gt; shapes (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Einstein&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sidebar&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; I am such a ridiculous fan of the whole baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Einstein&lt;/span&gt; and little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Einstein&lt;/span&gt; corp. I completely owe them everything for my children's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;intelligence&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; walks around humming classical music, loves to sing and "write music" talks about different composers, and about different places in the world, the pyramids, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;volcanoes&lt;/span&gt;, endless conversations, i could keep it on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; all day long &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it makes me feel like they are learning important things, which they are. Mickey and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; talk about the totem poles, or ancient &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hieroglyphics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways back to Cooper. He has turned into a little man this month. He will be 18 months next week. His half &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; is my real &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;! well like 2 hours off. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; my half &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; is valentines day, and he was born just a couple hours shy of valentines day :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Disclaimer: potty talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday Cooper went peeps on the little kid potty!!! it was a big deal!! he is really young, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not pushing this at all..... at all!!! but he always tells me when he has to poop, or comes up to me and puts his head in my lap when he is pooping.... thanks for that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but last night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt; on the potty right before bed time and Coop came up to me, pointed to his belly and said "poop" so i opened up the little potty and has him sit on it, after about 15 seconds he would stand up and we would look in it together to see if there was anything in there, we would both make our "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hhhmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;" face and say nope and shrug. "wanna try again??" head shake yes and he sat back down. this went in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cycles&lt;/span&gt; for about 6 times. on the last time, as he was squatting in front of the potty with his face in the little potty, checking to see if there was indeed some peeps in there that time and he started to go on the floor!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shrieked&lt;/span&gt; and it scared him into stopping, so i swooped him up and sat him on it told him to do that again and he finished!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoooohoooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; cheered and danced, Cooper cheered and danced!!! Mommy cheered and danced!!! (and cleaned up the floor) daddy cheered from the other room... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; it was pretty exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; convinced that my kids are the smartest kids in the whole world, they are great at everything and will continue on this trend of making me proud from now until forever!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-113483474976108862?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/113483474976108862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=113483474976108862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/113483474976108862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/113483474976108862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-lil-coop.html' title='My lil Coop'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFxvi-SxzOI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Ul2YsosK2NU/s72-c/coopnwilicecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7199585737472162969</id><published>2010-07-29T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:00:46.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFG9lLxTQLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YLRA5_hPrRw/s1600/wilairbender.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499385066508468402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFG9lLxTQLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YLRA5_hPrRw/s400/wilairbender.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know i have alot of blogging to do, it always seems to get away from me during the summer months! they fly by!  But I really wanted to write about this hillarious phase Wil is in right now. He is a riot, always so serious, i hope someday his sense of humor will come around. He loves to sing, loud, long and put on shows, of course I think its hillarious so i laugh, then Wil gets soooo mad. "stop laughing mom! its not funny!!" to which i reply "Im laughing because you make me so happy!"  I posted a few of his songs on facebook, i will try to get them on here, but the blog is more for journaling for me. So then the next day he saw the movie "The Last Airbender"  with nick, he loved it,  every day since, for about 2 weeks or more now, he has been calling himself the last airbender and doinng some awesome spin kick flip moves and throwing magic missiles at everyone, he has been doing it so often now that little Coop is now throwin some magic missiles too. lol,  to which of course i laugh,  i can not help it lol,  i laugh just thinking about it, then he tells me "Its not funny mom! im the last airbender! Im angry!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will say "hey wil, go pick up your toys" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he says "I'm not wil mom! im the last airbender"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"oh sorry, i forgot.... hey airbender, go pick up your toys!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just when i think that he has forgotten about it, i try to talk to him like a normal wil, and am quickly reminded that hes not wil lol,  i just think its funny its lasted so long, usually he is on to the next thing alot quicker. So tuesday he got a package in the mail from my mom with a last airbender shirt in it!!!  i have never seen him more excited lol. He wore it for the rest of the day, then to bed that night, then all day the next day, cuz he didnt want to change, i had to peel it off of him this morning to throw it in the wash cuz he was starting to smell.... lol,   Last night he had me take pictures and video of his sweet airbender moves (he likes to trap me in ice blocks) Nick took the pictures and photoshopped the one above lol,  nick spent all this time on it last night, we show it to him this morning, thinking he would be crazy excited about it and love it, but aparently it wasnt good enough, he was like ,yeah, i know, im the last airbender, then proceeds to tell nick that he needs a point (arrow) on his head like the airbender has, then walks away.....    not quite enough dad lol,  not quite enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i could keep him this age forever,  and ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7199585737472162969?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7199585737472162969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7199585737472162969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7199585737472162969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7199585737472162969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-i-have-alot-of-blogging-to-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TFG9lLxTQLI/AAAAAAAAAvk/YLRA5_hPrRw/s72-c/wilairbender.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8976648657331003645</id><published>2010-06-17T20:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:00:27.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCwkNzbuI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Q0y0cSExxIc/s1600/214564571006_226073950006_1000_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we went to the Detroit Zoo with my friends Kelly and Gabby, and Gabby's 2 boys Isaak and Eli! It was a blast!!  The boys loved it as much as I did. this pic is of the train ride right when we got there. We usually take the train to the back and work our way back to the front of the zoo to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCwXT4b2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/aM1Dgkd3pJ0/s1600/DSCN2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCwXT4b2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/aM1Dgkd3pJ0/s400/DSCN2162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909632423915362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Wil, Isaak and Eli posin for a pic,  it was impossible to get everyone smiling and looking at the same camera at the same time,  there was always at least 2 if not 3 cameras pointing at em lol,  but this is the best I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCeDFFooI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Cjlh0fu0xQY/s1600/DSCN2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCeDFFooI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Cjlh0fu0xQY/s400/DSCN2171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909317755511426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys lookin in at the Chimpanzees. They were kinda scary, they would haul up and bounce kick off the glass right in front of the kids.  Freaked me out, Cooper wanted to see more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCdiI-S5I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vlie42MkyLU/s1600/DSCN2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCdiI-S5I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vlie42MkyLU/s400/DSCN2188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909308913437586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few days later the circus came to Howell!  Grandma Annie, cousins Emma, Bella and Isaac all went with us!  Its only in town for one day, and it was pretty small but we got front row seats, it was pretty cool for Wil. and for me. They had 2 elephants, 6 lions, big cool trained ones, camels, I have lots more pictures that are goin on facebook for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCdIUGa9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/DJiu3XAzIeU/s1600/DSCN2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCdIUGa9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/DJiu3XAzIeU/s400/DSCN2249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909301980785618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wil enjoyed the treats more than the actual show tho,  and the $10 lighting up gun he had to have..... i might be spoiling him.... alot,   oh well....  Cooper might get a complex,  he doesnt get near as many things....  Once Coop realizes that its not too fair the gravy train will stop for Wil too lol.  one lighting up gun for $10 isnt as bad as 2...  thats tooooo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCc1EqP_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/5KboKWxxRj8/s1600/DSCN2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCc1EqP_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/5KboKWxxRj8/s400/DSCN2241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909296815751154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cooper has officially started saying NO!  and this is his NO face...&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCcL2GRoI/AAAAAAAAAus/f6-i7TEq91s/s1600/DSCN2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCcL2GRoI/AAAAAAAAAus/f6-i7TEq91s/s400/DSCN2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483909285748819586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were finger painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-8976648657331003645?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8976648657331003645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8976648657331003645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8976648657331003645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8976648657331003645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TBrCwXT4b2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/aM1Dgkd3pJ0/s72-c/DSCN2162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1396694635690227650</id><published>2010-06-07T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:02:11.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My most favorite commercial</title><content type='html'>I cant help but crack the heck up every time i watch this,  maybe its my  inner 10 year old.....  i dunno if i wanna hang out with them,  or  stick one in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfJnqbudMzs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfJnqbudMzs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1396694635690227650?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1396694635690227650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1396694635690227650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1396694635690227650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1396694635690227650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-most-favorite-commercial.html' title='My most favorite commercial'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2481767954267323890</id><published>2010-06-04T15:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T15:37:22.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lara took some awesome pics of the kids yesterday!!   she posted a few of the edited ones here &lt;a href="http://www.laradouglasphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.laradouglasphotography.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;   i cant wait to get some printed off!!  shes got a few more on facebook too.  she did such an awesome job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2481767954267323890?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2481767954267323890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2481767954267323890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2481767954267323890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2481767954267323890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/06/lara-took-some-awesome-pics-of-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7340958404840313932</id><published>2010-05-30T22:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:41:53.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom and crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we were doing an art project the other day with the kids i do daycare for and when Wil was done he exclaimed "Now we need to go to the Art and Crap show!!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "you mean the arts and crafts show?"&lt;br /&gt;wil: "No the art and craP show mom!"&lt;br /&gt;me: " Well that will fit in perfect with all the other art and crap....  lol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMgQlMJCYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8R18FFcpSe4/s1600/DSCN2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMgQlMJCYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8R18FFcpSe4/s400/DSCN2158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477257041045686658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coop : "coopy eeeeaaaatt art and crap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMgRNmgDRI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zT2MoxeEmgs/s1600/DSCN2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMgRNmgDRI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zT2MoxeEmgs/s400/DSCN2157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477257051893665042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theeeen I went down to indiana a few weekends ago to  do my little seester's hair for her prom!  shes a junior, and its just a  senior prom, but her date was a senior so she got to go!  It was really  fun to be down there with her for it! and her hair turned out amazing  might i add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe53-bxWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/UfY0KOb-CZA/s1600/DSCN2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe53-bxWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/UfY0KOb-CZA/s400/DSCN2132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477255551439848802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil saw her and said *gasp* "Mom! rachel's a princess!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe5Oo_1gI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0Qv471tKZYQ/s1600/DSCN2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe5Oo_1gI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0Qv471tKZYQ/s400/DSCN2138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477255540344083970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a pretty dress and she wore her worn out converses with it..... sigh lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe4pDWvlI/AAAAAAAAAts/ivwRYbbNPz4/s1600/DSCN2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe4pDWvlI/AAAAAAAAAts/ivwRYbbNPz4/s400/DSCN2150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477255530254089810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe4Hr2iBI/AAAAAAAAAtk/NarPv3lisbc/s1600/DSCN2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe4Hr2iBI/AAAAAAAAAtk/NarPv3lisbc/s400/DSCN2134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477255521297139730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair from the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe3ZqH5NI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JmCzjwhxMJM/s1600/DSCN2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMe3ZqH5NI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JmCzjwhxMJM/s400/DSCN2133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477255508941858002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair from the back!   it looked really really cool in person,  i think she had almost 100 bobby pins in there lol,  well more like 80 somethin,  but close  twists on the sides that looked awesome.  Sooo i can officially open up my hair biz lol.  ima pro now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7340958404840313932?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7340958404840313932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7340958404840313932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7340958404840313932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7340958404840313932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/05/prom-and-crap.html' title='Prom and crap!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TAMgQlMJCYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8R18FFcpSe4/s72-c/DSCN2158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2501612967085348151</id><published>2010-05-13T10:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:24:33.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo tired!</title><content type='html'>I totally feelfor working moms,  even though I'm just getting a taste for it. I have been watching a couple extra kids during the days and it is just exhausting! They are little , 2 and 11 mo's,  so there are 4 boys under 3 here all day long!  I dont get any of my normal stuff done during the day and then have to do it all at night wen i would normally be sittin on my bumm!  I went grocery shopping at like 9pm the other night! I fall into my bed at night absolutally exhausted, and fall asleep within minutes! Greatful that I dont have to leave my kids for a real job, so its worth it to me, and I've been going to the gym in the mornings, so i get to the gym at about 6am, come home and shower and am ready for the kids to get here by 730, my kids wake up around then too, and we are off!!&lt;br /&gt;I only have the extra boys for 2 more weeks, and am desperatly trying to find more kids to watch! So if you know of anyone needing cheap childcare send em my way!  (not thaaat cheap)&lt;br /&gt;So i dont think this post is really for complaining,  im not really, id rather be doing this than have a real job with a dumb boss!  I guess i'm just taking note at how stinking exhausted I am,  i could litterally put my head down on this laptop right now and fall asleep!  lol&lt;br /&gt;another excuse for lack of posting!&lt;br /&gt;Wil's bday was super fun tho!  He had a party on friday with his friend Camryn, who shares the same bday with him, played at the park, had cake and presents!  Saturday we had a party with the fam,  my parents came up and nicks parents came down!  He had more presents and more cake,  by monday he was a spoiled snot,  we had to hit reality hard again lol&lt;br /&gt;ill attach some pics later&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pumped about the cute cupcake cakes i got at meijer for super cheap, and they tasted great,  but they were stinkin cute!  I migh ttry to pull the pics off of facebook....  ill get to that&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day was a bummer!  I got up to get ready for church before anyone was awake yet,  stuck my roast in the crockpot, as im all dressed and peeling potatoes Wil comes walking in and scared the crap outta me with his bloodshot green gooey eyes "mom, my eyes stuck"&lt;br /&gt;ugh,  so no church for contagious us lol.  but we had a yummy lunch still. I always like to go to church on mothers day, they give out a cute little gift and the little kids sing, i like it, and was bummed we missed it.&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2501612967085348151?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2501612967085348151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2501612967085348151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2501612967085348151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2501612967085348151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/05/sooo-tired.html' title='Sooo tired!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5151403390990852930</id><published>2010-05-08T21:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T21:23:18.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo many things to blog about! Wil's bday was the 30th, our 5th anniversary was may 5th!  I should be able to have some free time tomorrow on mother's day to put my feet up and catch up on my blogging whilst the hubs takes over motherly duties for the day :)  soooo until tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5151403390990852930?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5151403390990852930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5151403390990852930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5151403390990852930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5151403390990852930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/05/soo-many-things-to-blog-about-wils-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3521998168832736043</id><published>2010-04-13T19:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:25:22.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Cheerleaders!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7bl4ZqpI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MpypaGuVlss/s1600/DSCN2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7S7srs4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/O30xKv_sZK8/s1600/DSCN2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7S7srs4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/O30xKv_sZK8/s400/DSCN2000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459764950961206146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was doing my hair n makeup... I had an audience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil came in and said "I wanna hang out with you mom!"&lt;br /&gt;So he brought in a chair for himself,  then Coop took it,  so he brought in another one for himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7SUI15HI/AAAAAAAAAtE/WAYX_HZJu8Y/s1600/DSCN2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7SUI15HI/AAAAAAAAAtE/WAYX_HZJu8Y/s400/DSCN2001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459764940341896306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut the hair dryer off and Wil says "Good Job for your hair mom!"&lt;br /&gt;.... lol thanks Wil&lt;br /&gt;Wil is the best at telling me how great I'm doing.  We get somewhere in the car and he tells me "Good job driving mom!"&lt;br /&gt;other examples... "Good job going potty mom!" "Good job doing dishes mom!"&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but laugh,  he will be watching nick play a video game and say "Good job 'high-yain' that guy dad!"  &lt;br /&gt;its great taht he notices and appreciates the little things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7bl4ZqpI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MpypaGuVlss/s1600/DSCN2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7bl4ZqpI/AAAAAAAAAtU/MpypaGuVlss/s400/DSCN2008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459765099723598482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my beef of this week!  I have had these socks for not even a month.. and already there are huge holes in the heels.... Nick has had the same socks for like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;a year!&lt;/span&gt; and no holes.... seriously driving me crazy!!  Even Wil has had the same socks for at least 9 months.  at least,  or longer,  i think he got them before coop was born,  they are a little small and no holes!!!  Now i have been really careful to sand my heels and lotion them.. its not helping.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i need to take walking classes cuz maybe i walk on my heels,  or turn on my heels,  or something wierd....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it just shows how much more walking around in the house i do than other ppl..... &lt;br /&gt;i dunno! but im tired of having holes in my socks!! &lt;br /&gt;So if you see me around, take a look at how I walk,  cuz thats gotta be it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-3521998168832736043?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3521998168832736043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3521998168832736043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3521998168832736043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3521998168832736043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/04/bathroom-cheerleaders.html' title='Bathroom Cheerleaders!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S8T7S7srs4I/AAAAAAAAAtM/O30xKv_sZK8/s72-c/DSCN2000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8724801617608525336</id><published>2010-04-09T20:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:31:18.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going to start blogging more often,  i was looking back at 2008 and i have one month that had 12 posts!!! 12 in one month!!  and they were all funny and whitty.....   is it bad that i go reread the posts and laugh at them,  i think im hillarious lol,  and it makes me feel even better when someone posts about how funny they are lol,   so to get more attention like that i will be posting more!   haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-8724801617608525336?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8724801617608525336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8724801617608525336' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8724801617608525336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8724801617608525336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-going-to-start-blogging-more-often-i.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4569040985664276960</id><published>2010-04-08T16:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:39:59.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter,  n Nick's bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wj5B7HI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PICpb7n0ncM/s1600/27054_413866452278_668137278_5457284_4679564_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457864404362194034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wj5B7HI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PICpb7n0ncM/s400/27054_413866452278_668137278_5457284_4679564_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick's bday was at the beginning of March, but apparently his bday post gets to wait to go up till after easter lol! He got an awesome motorcycle jaket for his bday! it makes me feel a little better about him riding now, its got armor in the elbows n shoulders, back and neck. So now hes got the boots with ankle armor, the gloves with the armor in em, coat and a nice helmet.... somewhat safer, if everyone else will look out for him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wbJca4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/hVuzkhuXA48/s1600/27054_413867562278_668137278_5457305_872942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457864402015120258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wbJca4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/hVuzkhuXA48/s400/27054_413867562278_668137278_5457305_872942_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We colored Easter Eggs, i think we ended up with about 4 un-cracked egges lol, and they all had guns "shoots", swords, dragons, and footballs on em.... i need some more estrogen in this house, i made one egg with a flower on it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wL4K-RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/nxven4XMO9U/s1600/27054_413867592278_668137278_5457311_5396258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457864397916141842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wL4K-RI/AAAAAAAAAsU/nxven4XMO9U/s400/27054_413867592278_668137278_5457311_5396258_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper did great getting eggs this year! He couldnt carry his basket by himself without falling over and spilling them everywhere, but it was a valiant effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746vlbRMuI/AAAAAAAAAsM/1jLiyViMiIY/s1600/27054_413867597278_668137278_5457312_223786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457864387594367714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746vlbRMuI/AAAAAAAAAsM/1jLiyViMiIY/s400/27054_413867597278_668137278_5457312_223786_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil had a blast! We all went down to my parents new house in Indiana spent the night and watched part of conference, then came home sunday afternoon. Nick rode his motorcycle the whole way down there..... The weather said it would be nice and sunny all day.. I left for Indiana at 8 am, when i got there 3 hours later it started raining, and thats when nik left our house, so nick drove half the way there in the rain, and crazy blowing winds, it ended up taking him 6 hours to get to my mom's because he stopped so much to dry off a little.... it was nuts, it didnt start raining till he was about half way there. I didnt want to follow him on his bike, he can ride it if he wants but im not going to watch lol, he said that he was glad i couldnt see him get blown all over the road, that i would of made him get off..... ugh scary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746vBOfpwI/AAAAAAAAAsE/DOxWQ0mcwTU/s1600/27054_413867632278_668137278_5457319_6177835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457864377877112578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746vBOfpwI/AAAAAAAAAsE/DOxWQ0mcwTU/s400/27054_413867632278_668137278_5457319_6177835_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wil has started a chore chart about a month ago! He gets stars for doing things that he considers chores since hes 3, like making his bed, brishing his teeth, getting dressed, going potty. Hes really really great about it. He had to save up 100 stars to get the Princess and the Frog on blue ray, I kept asking him if he would rather spend 25 stars and go to mcdonalds or save them and get the movie, he always told me that he would rather have the movie!! So this pic is the night that he hit his 100 star mark and we got the movie the next day!! he was so excited, we danced around for lie 15 mins before bed time. I love that little boy, its been a great lesson for boh of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4569040985664276960?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4569040985664276960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4569040985664276960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4569040985664276960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4569040985664276960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-n-nicks-bday.html' title='Easter,  n Nick&apos;s bday!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S746wj5B7HI/AAAAAAAAAsk/PICpb7n0ncM/s72-c/27054_413866452278_668137278_5457284_4679564_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-413652819630233119</id><published>2010-03-23T14:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:52:45.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick n Tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S6kH_QmweMI/AAAAAAAAArs/z869tdaTORg/s1600-h/12408_404492332278_668137278_5306450_6918060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S6kH_QmweMI/AAAAAAAAArs/z869tdaTORg/s400/12408_404492332278_668137278_5306450_6918060_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897607279376578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a week!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;oh em gee..... &lt;/span&gt; Wil had an ear infection the week before and was on a 10day antibiotic,  the day after he got off the med he woke up from nap with "the flu"  no fever just lots n lots of throw up....  so all afternoon he was sick, then that night he slept sorta okay, didnt eat anything at all but i was okay with that and then he slept on our floor for about 4 hours that night,when he wasnt throwing up,  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;assumed&lt;/span&gt; he was feeling better!!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;my bad,&lt;/span&gt;  He still wouldnt eat anything all morning but was poundin the 7up so i was okay with that, he woke up from his nap with a high fever, telling me that his ear exploded....  n that there were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bugs &lt;/span&gt;in there, I call the dr and get all mad cuz he just got off the antibiotic!!!  neways, spent the afternoon at the dr and they gave him another antibiotic ( a 3day one,  supposedly stronger) that night there was no sleeping,  like worse than having a new born no sleeping!!  like we had to watch a movie at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 am&lt;/span&gt; just to get the crying to stop kinda no sleep,  the movie ended at&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 5am&lt;/span&gt; n i had to just put him in his room n leave him there because if i didn't get to bed for a few hours i might literally die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time Nick was practicing like crazy for his audition for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MSU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;school of music&lt;/span&gt; that friday (sickness started on monday) tuesday was the new antibiotic no sleep day, wednesday was&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; zombie&lt;/span&gt; day for all,  even Cooper,  the above pic is from 930 am wednesday morning, when we all finally passed the heck out on the couch. so a little recovery started , we were all feeling better wednesday evening, thursday was almost a normal day, friday was the big day so we're all tryin to keep Nick healthy so that he can sing for a judges in his all day audition.  My mom then came to town friday morning, for the weekend.  Friday night round 2 of the sickness started,  only Nick got it this time! he was up throwing up all night long,  so no sleep for me, he was tossing and turning and my mom was on the couch so he had to stay in the bed,  at the same time Cooper's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;molars&lt;/span&gt; are trying to rear thier ugly heads.... so he is up every other hour, opposite of nick....  seriously &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; sleep again,   n almost everynight since Coop has had fevers and awful teeth pain,  and a useless hubby who is just wiped and sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;,  and have not been able to recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear if i get it ima&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;fReAk&lt;/span&gt; out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i just about lost it,  nick was taking a nap, n Coop was walking around making this awful "EEeeaaaaaaeeeeeehhhhhh" screetching noise.....   ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why people drink,   its gotta be,  or at least one reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,  we have some sweet moments too,  when i just wanna chew the chocolate off those cheeks and we are friends again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S6kH_5sm9NI/AAAAAAAAAr0/G-trip0FTgY/s1600-h/23784_397810152278_668137278_5285676_3797552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S6kH_5sm9NI/AAAAAAAAAr0/G-trip0FTgY/s400/23784_397810152278_668137278_5285676_3797552_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897618309772498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just get the sickness outta here,  and let me have my family back,  or seriously,  im gonna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-413652819630233119?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/413652819630233119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=413652819630233119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/413652819630233119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/413652819630233119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick-n-tired.html' title='Sick n Tired!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S6kH_QmweMI/AAAAAAAAArs/z869tdaTORg/s72-c/12408_404492332278_668137278_5306450_6918060_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4750307325274328074</id><published>2010-03-21T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:01:15.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sooo loving my new layout that i keep checking back just to look at how awesome it is lol....  happy sunday! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4750307325274328074?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4750307325274328074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4750307325274328074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4750307325274328074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4750307325274328074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-sooo-loving-my-new-layout-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-9049854544218782616</id><published>2010-02-24T14:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:32:36.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coop's Bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby tuned 1 the day after Valentines day!!  It was a fun bday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-3IIRNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/z4AqwpP5w10/s1600-h/coop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-3IIRNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/z4AqwpP5w10/s400/coop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441889845604009170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We filled the apartment with people we love and had food and opened presents!!  My lil sis brought her rock band with her and that was a blast!!!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just in case anyone is ever wondering what to get me for my bday.... mother's day... uhm anything i would need a gift for.... i want that!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil was super serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-eQYXuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/rHnbk56VpnM/s1600-h/coopbdayk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-eQYXuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/rHnbk56VpnM/s400/coopbdayk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441889838927732450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played pin the nose on the clown!  didnt blind fold Coop, that woulda been mean, but everyone else had to have a blind fold lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RMUjtJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NB29ZApp2UA/s1600-h/coopybday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RMUjtJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/NB29ZApp2UA/s400/coopybday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441890160530928786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-EyvzcI/AAAAAAAAAqk/L7G8ko8hZJo/s1600-h/coopybday21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-EyvzcI/AAAAAAAAAqk/L7G8ko8hZJo/s400/coopybday21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441889832092552642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Naked with a dumb hat...... I thought this was supposed to be fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V596-cpxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/r5vPmizJe1w/s1600-h/coopbdaye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V596-cpxI/AAAAAAAAAqc/r5vPmizJe1w/s400/coopbdaye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441889829457274642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toooooootally worth it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if parents wait till their kids are one before they ever get to even taste cake??  does that happen??  cuz why is it always a big deal when they eat cake,  or they get thier own cake???  like hes never had cake before and we need to see how he reacts?  My kids eat cake.... its mushy,  they should be able to eat cake??  right??   anyways lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RuFXfkI/AAAAAAAAArM/wduuyMvP3-c/s1600-h/coopybday17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RuFXfkI/AAAAAAAAArM/wduuyMvP3-c/s400/coopybday17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441890169594019394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coop got some great presents! I dont think he opened any by himself,  his brother cant handle the pace that he was opening them at,   tooo slow,  so Wil helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RXGirdI/AAAAAAAAArE/XnXRN8606JY/s1600-h/coopybday18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V6RXGirdI/AAAAAAAAArE/XnXRN8606JY/s400/coopybday18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441890163424931282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He got an awesome toy box from G&amp;amp;G Blaine!  painted by a lady in our ward who did a great job,  its so pretty,  its painted in the back and top and inside, the sides have differnt sports on em,  one side is hockey,  red wings logo i believe,  its gorgeous the pic does not do it justice at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V59k5cuMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/spB92gseq_8/s1600-h/DSCN1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V59k5cuMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/spB92gseq_8/s400/DSCN1882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441889823530727618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this baby,  i cant believe he is one,  hes such a big kid,  walking/running all over,  he says "Uh Oh!"  and "Yuck Yuck"  he can do the sign for More.. i havent pushed any more than that,  rumor has it second kids tend to take longer to talk anyways because the older sib talks for them, and i am really seeing that, Wil is constantly saying "Coop needs a drink"  "Coop doesnt want to take a nap" "Coop needs a diaper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had his 1 year appt this week ... ready for the stats!!!  this kid is huge lol&lt;br /&gt;weight : 26lbs&lt;br /&gt;height: uhm.... 31" i think that sounds right,  ill fix it later if its not&lt;br /&gt;his overall size has slimmed a little he has always been in the 110th percentile,  and now he is 90th...  so thats good!!   and his BMI went down too!&lt;br /&gt;on a side note,  i didnt even know that they measured BMI on babies!!!   it was kinda ridiculous when i saw that in my stack of papers,  they must not make a big deal of it but it was silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-9049854544218782616?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/9049854544218782616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=9049854544218782616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/9049854544218782616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/9049854544218782616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/02/coops-bday.html' title='Coop&apos;s Bday!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S4V5-3IIRNI/AAAAAAAAAq0/z4AqwpP5w10/s72-c/coop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3782213955899401124</id><published>2010-01-19T18:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:47:46.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkin Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S1Z80p3oYhI/AAAAAAAAAqM/yCJnizAais0/s1600-h/DSCN1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S1Z80p3oYhI/AAAAAAAAAqM/yCJnizAais0/s400/DSCN1781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428663644875940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home is full of boys and i could not love them more,  they all cuddled up to watch a "high-ya" cartoon.  I will keep em forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/geat9D1tzTM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/geat9D1tzTM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first steps were Jan 1st, hes been a little slow to pick it up but hes getting better every day!&lt;br /&gt;this kid cracks me up! he has the biggest butt on any baby ive ever met and has the biggest personality.  Hes bugging me right now so , thinking it would make him leave me alone, the nose sucker was sitting on the computer desk here i decided to suck his nose out and of course it back fired, now he wants me to keep doing it....  hes laughing and laughing,   he hated that thing when he was tiny,   lame!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-3782213955899401124?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3782213955899401124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3782213955899401124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3782213955899401124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3782213955899401124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/01/walkin-man.html' title='Walkin Man!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/S1Z80p3oYhI/AAAAAAAAAqM/yCJnizAais0/s72-c/DSCN1781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7854158421766690964</id><published>2010-01-02T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:44:31.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New years resolution</title><content type='html'>#1  be a better blogger/journalist&lt;br /&gt;#2 lose 10lbs&lt;br /&gt;#3 be more positive, quit whining and stop taking for granted all that i have&lt;br /&gt;#4 be more confident and outgoing (this is on my list every year).....  so is that 10 lbs one.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNNbN6sI/AAAAAAAAApc/Qh84RfrrZgo/s1600-h/DSCN1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNNbN6sI/AAAAAAAAApc/Qh84RfrrZgo/s400/DSCN1670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422305590993873602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from way back at the end of november at the fantasy of lights parade the day after thanksgiving, we paid stinkinj $8 for that sword that blinked like a carnival ride, i felt like i was going to have a seizure everytime i looked directly at it and it only lasted for like a day and a half  lol  but the parade was way fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNy7VabI/AAAAAAAAAps/3Pf6SaupP80/s1600-h/DSCN1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNy7VabI/AAAAAAAAAps/3Pf6SaupP80/s400/DSCN1773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422305601060694450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was wonderful this year! Even though it was the first in like forever that i havent spent with my mom... like my whole life.... it was still great. Wil seemed to really get it this year and was just awesome.  He was so greatful for everything that he got! i really worried about that, cuz i wasnt sure how to teach him to be greatful, i dont want a spoiled stinkin kid who just goes on to the next present lol but Wil did awesome,  he opened the big kitchen and hugged the box "thankyou my kitchen mommy, thankyou my kitchen daddy!" he said it like a million time,  every gift he opened he was just all thankyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNn909BI/AAAAAAAAApk/KdGE0Wr8cUM/s1600-h/DSCN1779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNn909BI/AAAAAAAAApk/KdGE0Wr8cUM/s400/DSCN1779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422305598118360082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen was an awesome gift he plays and play and plays, coop will play with him for hours i dont hear anything from em they are just puchin buttons it keeps em so busy, He also got a cool train table that keeps them really busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mPoXKgsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M0AiS3C17SM/s1600-h/DSCN1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mPoXKgsI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M0AiS3C17SM/s400/DSCN1689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422305632584368834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the first week of december at my parents house since we werent going to get to see them for christmas and we had a blast there too. lots of fun activities, too many to recount, but rachel cracks me up in this picture so i had to post it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any ways Happy New Year!!!!   heres to hopin this year is waaaaay better than crappy last year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7854158421766690964?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7854158421766690964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7854158421766690964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7854158421766690964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7854158421766690964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New years resolution'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sz_mNNbN6sI/AAAAAAAAApc/Qh84RfrrZgo/s72-c/DSCN1670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1405276990153166275</id><published>2009-11-09T15:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:59:08.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SviB9ML7CJI/AAAAAAAAApM/Df1WAn1j-zU/s1600-h/DSCN1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SviB9ML7CJI/AAAAAAAAApM/Df1WAn1j-zU/s400/DSCN1616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402210641274144914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that Cooper is mobile these two boys have become coconspirators in making the hugest messes,  daily. Cooper's crawling and pulling himself up on everything and then pulls toys out and tosses em...... i wonder where he learned that from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SviB87uNnpI/AAAAAAAAApE/8JP8u5c9ut4/s1600-h/DSCN1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SviB87uNnpI/AAAAAAAAApE/8JP8u5c9ut4/s400/DSCN1613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402210636854566546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wil loves to read books to cooper too. and they sit and laugh with eachother, Wil plays peek-a-boo with coop and then they both laugh and roll and laugh,  i really hope they stay best friends lol, they are too cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1405276990153166275?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1405276990153166275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1405276990153166275' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1405276990153166275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1405276990153166275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-friends.html' title='best friends'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SviB9ML7CJI/AAAAAAAAApM/Df1WAn1j-zU/s72-c/DSCN1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6235392846871108354</id><published>2009-11-09T15:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:54:37.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom and lil sis came up for halloween like they did last year, i think its a fun tradition we will have to keep up! it was great to have her here, i really really miss em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_Y0DvawI/AAAAAAAAAok/ciE12MRu6JY/s400/DSCN1564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had alot of fun with Wil this year, he loved picking out his own costume and talked about trick-or-treating for weeks!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_Zj7segI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3Thif1WtTt0/s1600-h/DSCN1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_Zj7segI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3Thif1WtTt0/s400/DSCN1572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402207830149986818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick pulled this super sweet costume together last minute, i had some face paint and right before trick-or-treating time he was doin his face up and it looked awesome, the pictures do not do it justice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_ZdHfFBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/0lrIwNN3y3Q/s1600-h/DSCN1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_ZdHfFBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/0lrIwNN3y3Q/s400/DSCN1497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402207828320392210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there was Coopy the pirate, lol,  he kept the mustache on all night, didnt smear it or anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_ZE_Co_I/AAAAAAAAAos/ClWFRo2m3Ys/s1600-h/DSCN1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_ZE_Co_I/AAAAAAAAAos/ClWFRo2m3Ys/s400/DSCN1574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402207821842523122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are so precious!  We had a pizza party before we went then lasted a whole 2 or 3 blocks before it got dark and cold and we headed back lol. really fun tho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6235392846871108354?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6235392846871108354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6235392846871108354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6235392846871108354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6235392846871108354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Svh_Y0DvawI/AAAAAAAAAok/ciE12MRu6JY/s72-c/DSCN1564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4875109563233984490</id><published>2009-10-20T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:45:50.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangnabit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so this time for real i promise to not post only once a month!!!  I've had way to much real life crap happening, nothing fun and sparkly and blog worthy lol. I'm thinkin we will be making a trip to the pumpkin patch saturday so i can post warm fluffies about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute pics of the kids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27UVcJRlI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ePG6RSeHUuM/s400/DSCN1452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got this car for Wil at a mom 2 mom sale for $10, and it was the best $10 ive ever spent, he spent an entire week in that thing! He ate in it, he watched tv in it, he ran over his brother in it, he packed whatever he could pack in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27Ux9HDFI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BRZy-ZuPgjY/s400/DSCN1477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coop is not quite crawling, he can go from laying to sitting like a pro, he get on all fours all the time, just cant go forward, he bounces on his bum while sitting in a forward motion and thats how he gets to something in front of him, hes a riot, and constantly getting stuck under things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27WJtmaEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3wax2z2utK4/s400/DSCN1488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a crack at homemade bread......... looked really good when i stuck it in the oven. I didnt take an after picture... it looked pretty much like that.... :(   oh well, try try again, dumb bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27Vtxzt6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/MLBYiufTK6M/s400/DSCN1463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my hazmat outfit for when we cleaned out the house in lansing that we used to live in. The bank took it back last year after we moved and couldnt sell it, or rent it.. or anything, and after we applied for every sort of helpful anything granhlom grant etc. tried to short sell it and was declined for that.. bah anyways! over the summer we got a letter from the bank saying that they are giving us the house back.... it said here ya go, keep the house, we are going to put the 90,000 (after penalties and taxes and fees) you owe us into collections. so you still have to pay us back but u can have the crappy house. Ugh we said... then in september we got a letter from the collection agency saying that we can settle the 90,000 debt for 12,000 and call it even, we get to keep the house, sell it, burn it down, whatever cuz we own it, there will be nothing on our credit and the house is ours.....  Needless to say we couldnt refuse the offer. Sooooooo now we have to go back to the house that we gave back to the bank and left it full of garbage and crap (yes we are those kind of people) So the hazmat suit i have on in the above pic was to clean out the maggot filled refrigerator.  and take all the rotted and composting food that has been sitting in a vacant house with no power for the last year rotting.... i took lots of pics but cant post them due to the fact that they are way too disgusting, and i cant believe it was left like that.... anyways cant dwel on the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27WxYxgvI/AAAAAAAAAoc/JM5poFj66zE/s400/DSCN1473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We filled the dumpster in no time and still have some crap that could prolly fill at least half of another one of those. This house was nick's house before we were married, he lived there for a while with lots of different roommates that came and went and left lots of crap behind, furniture, couches, broken tables, just tons and tons of crap.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now we are fixing the front picture window that had a brick thrown through it (gosh downtown lansing is wonderful.....) and putting in a new front door and selling it for super cheap..... hopefully not moving back into it cuz i would cry. its like that 1408 movie, where the room kept sucking him back in. I was out!!! I was out!!!!!!!!   lol  dumb house,  dumb bread,  sigh,  and thats the month of september and half of oct in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4875109563233984490?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4875109563233984490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4875109563233984490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4875109563233984490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4875109563233984490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/10/dangnabit.html' title='Dangnabit'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/St27UVcJRlI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ePG6RSeHUuM/s72-c/DSCN1452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-640603081909760922</id><published>2009-09-01T20:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:26:02.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>poor neglected blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where to begin.... well &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; has happened in the month of August!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3GEjQAIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tdZGejqGsdk/s1600-h/DSCN1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3GEjQAIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tdZGejqGsdk/s400/DSCN1359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671311634374978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First off I turned  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (and let my 2 year old use the camera!! we have tons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;TONS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;of dorky pics like this one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3F3A0TbuI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Y33EK0FiMlI/s1600-h/DSCN1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3F3A0TbuI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Y33EK0FiMlI/s400/DSCN1270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671079053094626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cooper had his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6 month!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;photo shoot and checkup,   He is the size of a one year old!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;stats:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;height: 29 1/2in  (105th percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;weight: 21.5 lbs!! (105th percentile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He is my chunker!!! and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3F2cjb6KI/AAAAAAAAAnI/68Z8klwu1to/s1600-h/DSCN1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3F2cjb6KI/AAAAAAAAAnI/68Z8klwu1to/s400/DSCN1336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671069318670498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Nauvoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to be there when my little bro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Todd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;married!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wil helped with the &lt;b&gt;driving&lt;/b&gt;, it was so much easier with 3 drivers for the long road trip :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FfvHrMBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/KkIznhNUplI/s1600-h/DSCN1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FfvHrMBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/KkIznhNUplI/s400/DSCN1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670679165513746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played tourists in Nauvoo for a day! Road on a wagon, pulled by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Oxen,&lt;/span&gt; learned how to make &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! it was really fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FfIbBqYI/AAAAAAAAAm4/pyPuM819nJ0/s1600-h/DSCN1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FfIbBqYI/AAAAAAAAAm4/pyPuM819nJ0/s400/DSCN1309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670668777695618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is us learning how to make the rope, my bro is turning the wheel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FeXqonGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/QxsvtDRAXRs/s1600-h/DSCN1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3FeXqonGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/QxsvtDRAXRs/s400/DSCN1331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670655689825378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the gorgeous bride, my new sis in law, and her proud hubby!! the pink tie and cumberbun were so awesome!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and whoever did the brides hair did an amazing job cuz man is it pretty!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh wait... that was me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3Fdy3WjwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WXDha-YWXHc/s1600-h/DSCN1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3Fdy3WjwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/WXDha-YWXHc/s400/DSCN1350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376670645811056386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a perfect wedding! they are soo cute together and im totally stoked to have her in my fam!! We had an awesome time at the wedding and saw tons of people we hadnt seen in forever! Ate great food and had a hard time leaving! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(well some of us did i.e. Wil and I) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wil is still asking to go on a trip to see gramma O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I let Wil be incharge of the camera at the reception so we have some awesome shots of people's chins but people take pictures more willingly when a cute little kid toddles up and says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"Say Cheeeeessseee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hence the above photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I know im missing alot from august but there is just way too much to catch up on, i promise i will do a better job of keeping this updated from here on out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-640603081909760922?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/640603081909760922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=640603081909760922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/640603081909760922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/640603081909760922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/09/poor-neglected-blog.html' title='poor neglected blog!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sp3GEjQAIUI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tdZGejqGsdk/s72-c/DSCN1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2028518926537196103</id><published>2009-08-03T12:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:12:00.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feedback</title><content type='html'>Hey all my blog friends! I am going to try to get Coop on formula in the next few weeks and i was wondering about different brands. Is there a huge difference for baby between the off brand and the name brand??  I can get the meijer brand formula for $11 and the same size name brand costs $22ish, if not more......  thats half ......  im sure he will drink it and be fine but im also feeling guilty because i nursed wil till he was about 10 months, he was barely on formula, then to stop earlier with this kid and give him generic formula for 6 months is he going to be at a disadvantage? lol  silly thing to worry about i know just humor me and tell me whatcha think?? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2028518926537196103?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2028518926537196103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2028518926537196103' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2028518926537196103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2028518926537196103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/08/feedback.html' title='Feedback'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6059014339201332579</id><published>2009-07-29T22:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:44:52.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese State and Hair cuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFaj2t_cI/AAAAAAAAAmA/VVDa7cIHt6A/s1600-h/q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFaj2t_cI/AAAAAAAAAmA/VVDa7cIHt6A/s400/q.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074585034456514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to spend almost 2 weeks in Wisconsin with my mom n dad, when i say we i mean Wil, Coop n I. We went up there... over there...?... to see my lil bro jake off on his mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFafUTUeI/AAAAAAAAAl4/yj1yklJl1Mo/s1600-h/ee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFafUTUeI/AAAAAAAAAl4/yj1yklJl1Mo/s400/ee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074583816360418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a big party after church after jake's "farewell" They dont usually do big farewells anymore for missionaries but in their ward which is really really small they wanted to make a big deal of it for their young men, so they had my parents talk and jake talk and then the primary kids sang I hope they call me on a mission (which my little Wil could sing along to) Jake teaches the young boys of the ward, there is one class for the like 7-12 year olds i think, mom correct me if im wrong, but those kids really looked up to jake and they were all up there singing, all the kids and jake, Wil wanders up there by my mom who was playing the piano, its a really small building, then jake walks over while singing and grabs Wil and they all sing i hope they call me on a mission, Thats when i lost it. My lil bro all grown up and leaving standin up there in his suit and holding my lil one singin that song. All i could see is doing that one day with Wil.....  oh man there i go again,   hormones are mean.... Aaaaanyway moving on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFaLWADRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/x2shUGNqMt8/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFaLWADRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/x2shUGNqMt8/s400/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074578454777106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took jake to the airport in madison and said adios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFZ7rWwTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CSqO_YeZGmU/s1600-h/DSCN1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFZ7rWwTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/CSqO_YeZGmU/s400/DSCN1044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074574249378098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEh31lsOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/UrgLNSzM97c/s1600-h/DSCN1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEh31lsOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/UrgLNSzM97c/s400/DSCN1087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073611145883874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Jake left we stayed a few extra days to enjoy the sites of Wisconsin Dells and so that we could see my other brother Todd who was headed home during break from BYUI, the next time i see him will be the weekend he is getting married!! but we went to the most awesomest wildlife park in the dells and got to feed all sorts of awesome animals!!  the giraffes were by far the coolest!!!  you walked up a few flights of stairs to the deck and were right by their heads!!! and seriously their tongues were the size of an arm it was awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEhEySebI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Jk7zmaqi0B4/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEhEySebI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Jk7zmaqi0B4/s400/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073597441833394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgzXYlqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GkwWPir30pw/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgzXYlqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GkwWPir30pw/s400/h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073592765585058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have lots more pictures but dont want to make this post too long, we got to feed a little zebra, a baby yak, a camel, a llama.... lots more that i dont remember. And before we went through the park they had a wildlife show where we got to pet a huge turtle, a porcupine, a monkey, a skunk, a fox, and they brought a baby tiger out on the stage! it was really really cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgjhvLQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/GUB6t3IRGKE/s1600-h/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgjhvLQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/GUB6t3IRGKE/s400/y.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073588514041090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got home i finally broke down and cut Coop's hair....  it was really hard, hes getting too big too fast lol,  but it was really scraggily, i didnt realize how bad it was until it was all gone, he looks alot better, poor kid lol and it was only long right on top of his head and on both sides above his ears cuz it all fell out in the back.... it really was time, and now hes a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgNpHFyI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CejN1D1K35o/s1600-h/DSCN1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEEgNpHFyI/AAAAAAAAAlA/CejN1D1K35o/s400/DSCN1102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073582639388450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6059014339201332579?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6059014339201332579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6059014339201332579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6059014339201332579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6059014339201332579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheese-state-and-hair-cuts.html' title='Cheese State and Hair cuts!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SnEFaj2t_cI/AAAAAAAAAmA/VVDa7cIHt6A/s72-c/q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2331419401541953364</id><published>2009-07-11T21:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:15:19.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This summer is going to fly by faster than i know what to do! My lil sis has been here for the last week and we had a blast! my parents came up for the 4th of july weekend and left her here for a week longer, she is headed home tomorrow morning with my bro jake's girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCifi4WzI/AAAAAAAAAko/281oMje5Q9E/s1600-h/DSCN0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCifi4WzI/AAAAAAAAAko/281oMje5Q9E/s400/DSCN0910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357386392084699954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had sooooo much fun with her here, my kids love her, she fits right in with them! yesterday we went to potter park zoo and saw all the animals and ran around till we were too tired to stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCiIFh1KI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UrUIxaxJNGQ/s1600-h/DSCN0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCiIFh1KI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UrUIxaxJNGQ/s400/DSCN0921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357386385787573410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We petted (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if thats a word, i dont think it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;) lots of smelly animals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllChtoPokI/AAAAAAAAAkY/iaH_zczUAgk/s1600-h/DSCN0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllChtoPokI/AAAAAAAAAkY/iaH_zczUAgk/s400/DSCN0954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357386378685424194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cooper the lion!!  RRRaaaawwwrrrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllChQ3vIwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Xq1Y74JYsNE/s1600-h/DSCN0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllChQ3vIwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Xq1Y74JYsNE/s400/DSCN0975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357386370965775106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wil conquered his fear of slides!!!  We couldnt get him to go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has always been to scaredy to go on slides, even with me, he just crys and we go anyways. but yesterday he got really brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCg0jU2nI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h1cTurVDuJE/s1600-h/DSCN0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCg0jU2nI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h1cTurVDuJE/s400/DSCN0891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357386363363973746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smushy Coopy face,  love love love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday me n the kiddos are headed up to wisconsin to see my lil bro jake off for 2 years! he is heading to arizona to serve a mission for the church and is totally excited and ridiculously nervous. I'm nervous for the 8 hour drive with my 2 babies by myself. we will be headed home on the 24th then nick is headed to texas on the 25th for the weekend,   and then its august already! i'm going to be really sad and lonely for my hubbs but hopefully it will go real fast for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2331419401541953364?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2331419401541953364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2331419401541953364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2331419401541953364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2331419401541953364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-summer.html' title='Crazy summer!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SllCifi4WzI/AAAAAAAAAko/281oMje5Q9E/s72-c/DSCN0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1707497273164557015</id><published>2009-06-30T14:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:56:08.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8m4T9nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/jbXig-Aqrxc/s1600-h/DSCN0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8m4T9nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/jbXig-Aqrxc/s400/DSCN0861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353194402893526642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Aubrey and her hubby live in utah and are expecting a baby boy in a few weeks, they havent been out there for very long at all and had a shower but didnt get a whole lot, so she wanted to have a shower here in michigan too in her home ward but couldnt make it back before baby comes. So her mom hosted a shower for her anyway and we Skyped her in! lol it was awesome really, she was sittin in her livingroom in utah and participated the whole time!  She got to see the presents being opened and see all she got and everyone got to talk to her. it was pretty awesome, almost like she was really there and not a million miles away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8SjGBXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fVkdyftRTpU/s1600-h/DSCN0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8SjGBXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fVkdyftRTpU/s400/DSCN0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353194397435823474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday we all went down to Balloonfest! it was a blast, nothing better than food thats awful for u and rides that spin all over, i must be getting old because just walkin onto the grounds i got queasy lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8PmswKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cHRNpqfIVOs/s1600-h/DSCN0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8PmswKI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cHRNpqfIVOs/s400/DSCN0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353194396645638306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were walking around deciding what we wanted to eat when we saw a sign for Deep fried Twinkies!!! lol,  i couldnt believe my eyes, did i really want a $7 twinkie for dinner? no, not really, could i pass it up??  def not,  i mean honestly,  how often in ur lifetime are u going to get offered a twinkie wrapped in batter, deep fried to perfection, doused in powdered sugar and chocolate syrup?? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd7xdbOXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VAGMz1svy7w/s1600-h/DSCN0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd7xdbOXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/VAGMz1svy7w/s400/DSCN0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353194388553677170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was FABULOUS!!!  im not even kidding, kind of like a doughnut,  but..... better!!!  i thought about googling how many calories was in that bad boy but i decided id rather not know..... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1707497273164557015?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1707497273164557015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1707497273164557015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1707497273164557015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1707497273164557015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cousin-aubrey-and-her-hubby-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Skpd8m4T9nI/AAAAAAAAAjo/jbXig-Aqrxc/s72-c/DSCN0861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5422723783606287562</id><published>2009-06-24T11:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:28:33.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SkJCPLAfYeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/6wNdc4O7BiM/s400/DSCN0832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 mo Well baby check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight - 18lbs!   100th percentile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height - 27.25 inches   110th percentile (thats off the charts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Head - 17.1 inches   75th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said that my 4 month old is about the same size as the average 9 month old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL   i love it!!!  he is my lil cabbage patch doll :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SkJDHJtcc7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/NggCIdDaN04/s200/DSCN0824.JPG" /&gt;Coop sits in the bouncer chair with both legs sprawled over the bar and play and sucks on his toes all the time, this kid cracks me up, hes got monkey legs and toes, plays&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SkJFZxJdSQI/AAAAAAAAAig/xmbpqx7QbFc/s200/DSCN0826.JPG" /&gt; with the toys with his toes as much as he does with his hands lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5422723783606287562?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5422723783606287562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5422723783606287562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5422723783606287562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5422723783606287562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-month-check-up.html' title='4 month check up'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SkJCPLAfYeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/6wNdc4O7BiM/s72-c/DSCN0832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5497338821225953330</id><published>2009-06-23T22:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:07:01.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in such a funk right now!  I cant wait to get my family here to get my mind off all the nonsense that is going on!  But my mom and dad are coming for the 4th which will be tons of fun, apparently there are fireworks that go off over the lake that will be awesome,  then then middle of next month my baby brother is leaving on a mission for the chuch, so i will be taking the kiddos up to wisconsin for a week to see him off,  then at the end of august todd my other bro is getting married! n my bday is in there somewhere, im going to be 25!!! to quote jessica simpson Thats mid twenties which is almost late twenties which is almost 30s!!! aaahhh lol  this summer is going to go real fast, but im achin for it to start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5497338821225953330?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5497338821225953330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5497338821225953330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5497338821225953330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5497338821225953330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-in-such-funk-right-now-i-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2358668647586789785</id><published>2009-06-18T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:18:47.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sjp1bi_UmGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/SbRfGNHGD5Y/s1600-h/DSCN0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348716623565199458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sjp1bi_UmGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/SbRfGNHGD5Y/s320/DSCN0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sjp1UCI_9mI/AAAAAAAAAhY/O6nrJw69Vb0/s1600-h/DSCN0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three is today, and wil is doing awesome!! i can hardly believe how easy it is for him!!!  He has slept in undies for 2 nights now, night number one he woke up dry and sat on the potty and went right away!!  then later that morning he came in and i asked him if he had to go and he said "yes" so after sitting there for a while i was going to make him get up, went back in to see how he was doing and he says "i did it!!"  i looked and there was a hugeantic #2~!!!!!  holy cow this kid can do this!!!  then he had a few little accidents yesterday but can stop himself and make it to the potty.  Last night he woke up crying at about 130,  he was dry so i asked him if he needed to go and he said yes again, and went alot!!!  that was why he was crying!  then went back to bed and woke up this morning dry again.......  im so impressed,  and no accidents yet today at all, we went to the library and i had him in a pullup just to be safe but when we got home it was still dry!!!!  he has gone 3 times today,  i think hes got it......  no wait hes deff got it!! This kid has made all this stuff way too easy on me :D&lt;br /&gt;The pic of Coop is just cuz hes cute and his cheeks crack me up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2358668647586789785?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2358668647586789785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2358668647586789785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2358668647586789785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2358668647586789785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/potty-training.html' title='Potty training!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sjp1bi_UmGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/SbRfGNHGD5Y/s72-c/DSCN0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2856175443496521267</id><published>2009-06-16T11:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:34:40.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This IS going to happen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sje6dMVtL3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rgpJeBIsNkc/s1600-h/DSCN0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347948093216993138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sje6dMVtL3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rgpJeBIsNkc/s400/DSCN0822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Status as of right now..... no potty in the chair..... we got potty on the floor of the bathroom, have gone through 2 pairs of undies..... its soooo close..... now we are watchin Bolt. this &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going to happen!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;maybe...... if not today, then tomorrow, if not tomorrow...... then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;will eat the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bag of m&amp;amp;m's and we will pick up in a few weeks.... lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2856175443496521267?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2856175443496521267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2856175443496521267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2856175443496521267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2856175443496521267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-going-to-happen.html' title='This IS going to happen!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sje6dMVtL3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rgpJeBIsNkc/s72-c/DSCN0822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3626687015798506402</id><published>2009-06-02T15:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:39:56.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342814810888022178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SiV9w1etKKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/iue25BWbPWk/s400/DSCN0765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week my in-laws had a beach put in the backyard!!!  it was the coolest thing to watch.   the back yard is sort of tyred  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; they dug up all the grass on the bottom tyre and put sand all in there then laid the tarp in the water and blasted truck loads of sand on top of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342814638887882082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SiV9m0urTWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ekdbkf0dxF4/s400/DSCN0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took em a couple days to get all the dirt outta there you can see where all the water is in a puddle above the wall, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all sand now, and the lake used to just drop off from the seawall and there would be immediately like 3 feet of water, now there is actually a beach, they brought in 4 semi trucks with 2 trailers each of sand that they blasted into the water, it was awesome. so i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to worry so much about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; falling off the sea wall and into the water, its shallow enough that he will just bonk his head. makes me feel better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342814986098682866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SiV97CMLq_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Gkkq73V8ihY/s400/DSCN0767.JPG" /&gt; The day after it was sunny all afternoon until &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; woke up from his nap, then the stupid clouds came in and it got a little chilly again. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;michigan&lt;/span&gt; is so dumb, but we wanted to go walk along the beach, well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;" fell into the water......  so i just let him sit there and play till he turned blue and got the body shivers,  then i pulled him out,  he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woulda&lt;/span&gt; stayed in there all day though , he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; care if he cant feel his fingers.....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how he got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;croup&lt;/span&gt; again this weekend,  but whatever he had fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.   If it ever gets warm here we might be able to break out the swim suits,  but i doubt that will happen,.....  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;michigan&lt;/span&gt;.....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; totally stoked,  we will be spending every day at the beach!!!!!!  so if anyone needs me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; where ill be,  no need to ever leave the property &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  feel free to come visit!!!!   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; a beach in the backyard!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/7765399864307319671-3626687015798506402?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3626687015798506402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3626687015798506402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3626687015798506402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3626687015798506402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach.html' title='Beach!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SiV9w1etKKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/iue25BWbPWk/s72-c/DSCN0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6634267732507392279</id><published>2009-05-26T15:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:54:34.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340222009891629490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShxHn9FQKbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1Z76mMAA61o/s400/DSCN0746.JPG" /&gt; I keep trying to tell him that makeup is for girls&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt care, i caught him like this and he says "i hansome mommy"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340222795413904866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShxIVrYW3eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PH_kSTRCoNY/s400/DSCN0747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coop has recently discovered toys, can't quite get em in his mouth , and i dunno if i've bragged enough about how well this kid sleeps!!!  its freakin ridiculous!!!  like 10 hours a night!!!,  he wakes up when nick's alarm goes off in the morning!!! i &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6634267732507392279?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6634267732507392279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6634267732507392279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6634267732507392279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6634267732507392279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-keep-trying-to-tell-him-that-makeup.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShxHn9FQKbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1Z76mMAA61o/s72-c/DSCN0746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5164612375550685519</id><published>2009-05-20T16:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:55:38.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRtBzfxuhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/D9lkSeTQ-QI/s1600-h/DSCN0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338011336111667730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRtBzfxuhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/D9lkSeTQ-QI/s400/DSCN0674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did Wil n Coop's photo shoot this week, or last week really it has been a week long thing, i've been tryin to catch em in good moods n what not, i set up a make shift studio in the corner behind the pool table and just left it up and kept goin back every few days to see if the kids were wanting to be cooperative. Wil took a few really good ones, i need to go back and get a few more of Cooper, he still doesnt want to push his head up for a pic, stinkin lazy boy, hes getting stronger though., Wil didnt push his head up till a little after he was 3 months too tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRs5uiu9HI/AAAAAAAAAgY/gpMh78J0EZM/s1600-h/DSCN0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338011197342938226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRs5uiu9HI/AAAAAAAAAgY/gpMh78J0EZM/s400/DSCN0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsyGVew-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/dSk3DX49Hts/s1600-h/DSCN0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338011066290848738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsyGVew-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/dSk3DX49Hts/s400/DSCN0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsrp6UKlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/qfT7TM2VYmI/s1600-h/DSCN0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010955581499986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsrp6UKlI/AAAAAAAAAgI/qfT7TM2VYmI/s400/DSCN0645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the look he gives me all the time, like im retarded....  so i had to post one up there, i cant imagine what hes thinking, and maybe i dont wanna know lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsi_XwCMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b5CnoHkAvWw/s1600-h/DSCN0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010806723283138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsi_XwCMI/AAAAAAAAAgA/b5CnoHkAvWw/s400/DSCN0616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsYPyqKeI/AAAAAAAAAf4/otsuexeLjJI/s1600-h/DSCN0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010622152550882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsYPyqKeI/AAAAAAAAAf4/otsuexeLjJI/s400/DSCN0603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsQBmS8CI/AAAAAAAAAfw/oaLAGQP4RQU/s1600-h/DSCN0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010480903647266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRsQBmS8CI/AAAAAAAAAfw/oaLAGQP4RQU/s400/DSCN0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil got bribed with a cookie, his pictures turned out better than Coop's because the light was able to hit just him and not the backdrop, i need to get some sort of thing to put coop on so that the background will stay dark...  Im not a professional photographer by any means but im pretending lol,  i think some of em turned out real cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5164612375550685519?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5164612375550685519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5164612375550685519' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5164612375550685519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5164612375550685519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-shoot.html' title='photo shoot'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ShRtBzfxuhI/AAAAAAAAAgg/D9lkSeTQ-QI/s72-c/DSCN0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-860438127318780725</id><published>2009-05-02T09:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:23:51.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wil through the years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331226770553979122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SfxSgHPsQPI/AAAAAAAAAew/QYOE39p_Q18/s400/100_0425.JPG" /&gt; Wil the day he was born,  or maybe the day after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331229848561253954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SfxVTRtz_kI/AAAAAAAAAe4/jfb2M_CcgXc/s400/100_1293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wil at his first bday!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/05/wils-bday.html"&gt;http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/05/wils-bday.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-860438127318780725?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/860438127318780725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=860438127318780725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/860438127318780725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/860438127318780725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/05/wil-through-years.html' title='Wil through the years'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SfxSgHPsQPI/AAAAAAAAAew/QYOE39p_Q18/s72-c/100_0425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1029469986255613566</id><published>2009-05-01T13:58:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:25:56.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wil's 2nd Bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs8Xh2DxHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2eEwTCtBHKE/s1600-h/DSCN0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 328px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920958842881138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs8Xh2DxHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2eEwTCtBHKE/s400/DSCN0383.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;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; had the best &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; a little boy could ask for!! We opened presents with him in the morning, after he woke up to a bedroom filled with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bALloOnS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and a happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; banner, then had his favorite breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs5LRjF3sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3yjis7J-HNU/s1600-h/DSCN0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330917449775046338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs5LRjF3sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3yjis7J-HNU/s320/DSCN0385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he got the sweetest &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Handy Manny&lt;/span&gt; guy and all his little tools! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( handy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;manny&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil's&lt;/span&gt; favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs8D2j2zsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/t1eG1bOj9KU/s1600-h/DSCN0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920620806295234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs8D2j2zsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/t1eG1bOj9KU/s400/DSCN0416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs6rGh5pUI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XE8WVN3lSrY/s1600-h/DSCN0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a morning of playing we went out for pizza and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;breadsticks&lt;/span&gt; at Gus's, also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil's&lt;/span&gt; favorite, and mine too of course. I tried to talk him into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mcdonald's&lt;/span&gt; because i had a gift card but he wanted &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIZZA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After nap we headed over to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camryn's&lt;/span&gt; house. We decided to have a double &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; party because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camryn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; have the same birthday and they both turned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;! then we had an awesome evening filled with playing, more presents, burgers and cup &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs7wBIyUXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pb2G7_7x8Sk/s1600-h/DSCN0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330920280048161138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs7wBIyUXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pb2G7_7x8Sk/s400/DSCN0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alotta&lt;/span&gt; fun and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alotta&lt;/span&gt; work but the kids had a blast, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; glad we did it, it was awesome&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs84NH1DNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7agQJ5BVSIk/s1600-h/DSCN0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330921520215952594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs84NH1DNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7agQJ5BVSIk/s400/DSCN0439.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His face right here sums it all up for me!! We were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singin&lt;/span&gt; happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; and he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; excited and just utterly happy, it was totally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;priceless&lt;/span&gt;, last year he really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; care about his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; at all so this is the first time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever experienced something like this as a mom and man it was great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1029469986255613566?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1029469986255613566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1029469986255613566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1029469986255613566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1029469986255613566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/05/wils-2nd-bday.html' title='Wil&apos;s 2nd Bday!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sfs8Xh2DxHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2eEwTCtBHKE/s72-c/DSCN0383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-787404420929483288</id><published>2009-04-21T13:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:29:54.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's Motorcycle!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4BM7wqpZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CPrujF915KY/s1600-h/DSCN0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327196730937746834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4BM7wqpZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CPrujF915KY/s320/DSCN0296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew almost all caught up!!! This weekend Nick purchased a bike!! he has wanted one since i can remember and found a really great deal on craigslist that we couldnt pass up. and i gotta say ima look dang hawt on the back of that thing, just gotta work on my tan a bit! lol. Nick's taking a riding class to get his license to drive in in a few weeks so its just sittin in the garage &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4BuDwznVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/b4Uyr-b_6fI/s1600-h/DSCN0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327197300021501266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4BuDwznVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/b4Uyr-b_6fI/s320/DSCN0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;till then, and after that i want him to drive it for a while before i'll hop on the back, but by the end of summer watch out!!! lol and hes not sure how he feels about the windshield on it yet either, it might come off, looks alot cooler without it. the thing is in mint condition with barely 4k miles on it. no scratches at all, just pretty.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327197876235015682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4CPmU0FgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YCmEoz8X79g/s320/DSCN0302.JPG" /&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/7765399864307319671-787404420929483288?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/787404420929483288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=787404420929483288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/787404420929483288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/787404420929483288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/nicks-motorcycle.html' title='Nick&apos;s Motorcycle!!!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4BM7wqpZI/AAAAAAAAAcw/CPrujF915KY/s72-c/DSCN0296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8284097804393245952</id><published>2009-04-21T13:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:21:47.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper's Blessing day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4AdReqX1I/AAAAAAAAAco/DppNXNOg1q0/s1600-h/DSCN0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327195912134090578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4AdReqX1I/AAAAAAAAAco/DppNXNOg1q0/s320/DSCN0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4ACYHJVlI/AAAAAAAAAcg/scgyX6rOsQ0/s1600-h/DSCN0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327195450058036818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4ACYHJVlI/AAAAAAAAAcg/scgyX6rOsQ0/s320/DSCN0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We blessed Coop the sunday after easter when my parents were here, it was an awesome blessing and he looked so adorable in his blessing outfit, my little chunky man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We like to hid behind children in our pictures now i guess :)&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/7765399864307319671-8284097804393245952?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8284097804393245952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8284097804393245952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8284097804393245952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8284097804393245952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/coopers-blessing-day.html' title='Cooper&apos;s Blessing day'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se4AdReqX1I/AAAAAAAAAco/DppNXNOg1q0/s72-c/DSCN0341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6788092088278804014</id><published>2009-04-21T13:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:15:27.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se39czvLPUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/J8DsETzaNsU/s1600-h/DSCN0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327192605615406402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se39czvLPUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/J8DsETzaNsU/s400/DSCN0290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 14.5lbs - 100&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23inches long - also 100&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16inches head - 50&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile nice average head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coopy&lt;/span&gt; had to get shots and i took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; along thinking it would be no big deal, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; hates doctors! So the nurse comes in and he starts yelling at her all worried about his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coopy&lt;/span&gt; but once he saw she was just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;touchin&lt;/span&gt; him and he was okay it was no big deal, so at the end of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; the nurse comes back with the shots and after the first one Coop starts cry, normal, but then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; hearing the cry starts screaming and runs up tot he bench to look at what was going on then he starts yelling "STOP!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;COOPY&lt;/span&gt;!!!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;STOOOP&lt;/span&gt;!!!" Then he looks up at me with this look of complete concern as if to say "Mom!!! make her stop!!! shes hurting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coopy&lt;/span&gt;!!" Then hes screaming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somemore&lt;/span&gt; and looks at me again like if i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make her stop he will!! So he starts crying then and turns to the nurse and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; smacked her in the leg a few times till i picked up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wil&lt;/span&gt; to console him try to let him know it was okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hes such a good big brother lol, he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; worried, she was hurting coop and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; going to let her!!!  i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; believe that he hit her,  i was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; and sort of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weirdly&lt;/span&gt; proud at the same time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6788092088278804014?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6788092088278804014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6788092088278804014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6788092088278804014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6788092088278804014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-month-checkup.html' title='2 Month Checkup'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se39czvLPUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/J8DsETzaNsU/s72-c/DSCN0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5799955297604216160</id><published>2009-04-21T12:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:06:02.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se38fXd0plI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MmGDo6yteKQ/s1600-h/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327191550054409810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se38fXd0plI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MmGDo6yteKQ/s200/DSCN0286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake came and spent the week after easter with us, we had a blast dragging him around to all of our favorite spots, we took him to the Cast Away Cafe and let him chase Wil all around there, the next &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se38VQ2kzxI/AAAAAAAAAcI/KjJCXaYX-YE/s1600-h/DSCN0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327191376480489234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se38VQ2kzxI/AAAAAAAAAcI/KjJCXaYX-YE/s200/DSCN0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day we went to feed the ducks at the imagination station in howell, played at the park and got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;!!! our first stop at DQ of the season!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5799955297604216160?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5799955297604216160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5799955297604216160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5799955297604216160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5799955297604216160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/jake.html' title='Jake'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se38fXd0plI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MmGDo6yteKQ/s72-c/DSCN0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4728019819638088030</id><published>2009-04-21T12:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:59:42.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>For Easter weekend i took the boys to my grandma's house in iowa! its an 8 hour car ride and was a little difficult. i never would have been able to do it and keep my sanity without the help of my aunt sandi, she was amazing and helped keep the boys entertained, when we would stop i would feed cooper and she would run around in circles with Wil to get him tired again. and she brought the movie Bolt with her, which has quickly turned into Wil's favorite movie and we watched it like 5 times each car ride :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se34kIcARDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vaDFGCXZzsQ/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se34kIcARDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vaDFGCXZzsQ/s320/DSCN0201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327187233873085490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparent's neighbors have horses, Wil loved them! hes only seen farm animals on tv so it was pretty exciting to see em in real life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se34626sEpI/AAAAAAAAAbo/XYC041pWp_A/s1600-h/DSCN0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se34626sEpI/AAAAAAAAAbo/XYC041pWp_A/s320/DSCN0204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327187624306938514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Jake took Wil on four wheeler rides through the woods and never wanted to get off,  my dad took him a few times too but i didnt get any pics of that. He spent all day everyday outside while we were there.it was soo nice, and even nicer to have lots of people there to chase him around and keep him occupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se35ui1r2wI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZYe2LoJuvKk/s1600-h/DSCN0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se35ui1r2wI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZYe2LoJuvKk/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327188512270441218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first pic of my dad meeting Cooper his second grandson! My parents live a little too far away but it was fun to finally have everyone there. Coop met alot of people this trip i'm sure the next time he will see everyone he'll be alot bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se36h9TDk_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/m4jmNybJxjo/s1600-h/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se36h9TDk_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/m4jmNybJxjo/s200/DSCN0243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327189395546280946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil didnt have very much fun finding eggs this year,  he was actually pretty upset about the whole thing. He saw it as a huge mess someone else made and i was making him clean it up....  NOT fun!!  Once i showed him the candy inside he still didnt want to pick em up, if he did he opened it right away and wanted to eat the candy right that second.... it was pretty much a disaster, But his little cousin Ellia who is just about his age did a great job and had a huge bag of eggs lol,  it was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se37Sh_d-GI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5riAqmCYFQo/s1600-h/DSCN0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se37Sh_d-GI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5riAqmCYFQo/s200/DSCN0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327190230029957218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4728019819638088030?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4728019819638088030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4728019819638088030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4728019819638088030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4728019819638088030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Se34kIcARDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vaDFGCXZzsQ/s72-c/DSCN0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5705467665234146832</id><published>2009-04-20T16:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:19:05.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really....???</title><content type='html'>I know i have lots to blog about, easter weekend, coop's 2mo check up and blessing,  lots and lots buuut i dont have the energy to do that right now but i did want to laugh about this with you all lol  &lt;br /&gt;We went to a mom to mom sale this weekend and i picked up a bunch of clothes while i was sorting through them just now i looked at the tag on one of the 3-6 month onsies and laughed out loud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SezYZS1rgVI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9AtFMYGh_KY/s1600-h/DSCN0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SezYZS1rgVI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9AtFMYGh_KY/s400/DSCN0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870388337770834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you cant read it it says KEEP AWAY FROM FIRE  in big red letters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean Really?!?!  keep the baby and his clothes away from fire?!?!  no way.......   lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5705467665234146832?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5705467665234146832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5705467665234146832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5705467665234146832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5705467665234146832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/really.html' title='Really....???'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SezYZS1rgVI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9AtFMYGh_KY/s72-c/DSCN0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7245208908349419132</id><published>2009-04-02T11:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:01:52.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my wednesday morning.</title><content type='html'>I set my dvr to watch the Osbourns reloaded on tuesday night thinking i would love it because thier show on mtv i miss still today :)  So boy was i totally disappointed when i watched this stupid show. I ended up just watching the first little bit until they picked that guy from the audience and had his gf give him an ultimatum to marry her by the end of the show or they would be breaking up,  it was so gay and staged,  i walked away from the tv to do some laundry and then ended up just shutting it off. Fox reality shows.... sigh,  guess i shouldnt have been too excited about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was april fool's day and coincidently the day of my 6 week checkup at the dr!! hooray,  but i took the opportunity to play the meanest April fools joke on my hubby lol. There was a slim chance that i might have been pregnant again,  slim and tiny chance but we were both thinking about it. so yesterday at my appt i had em check just to be safe. im not of course,  what a sad story that would have been. anyways as im leaving the dr office i send nick a text message that says "i'm pregnant"   he doesnt respond for a little bit, so i go about my day. I tried to play the same trick on my mom but for some reason i kept laughing and couldnt lie to her lol. After i talked to her i send nick another message that says "oh and i found a sitter for friday"  he calls me then and his first words are "So...." and i say "So....."  then he says "You found a sitter for friday huh?"   lol  then after a horrbile lie fest from myself, him totally believeing i was pregnant again already, lots of reassuring, already calling it a boy. saying we should just call cooper and the new one twins , move thier birthdays to meet in the middle and just put em in the same grade. saying things like "at least we have fufilled our copay for the year since the baby would be due in december, thats 2 in one year" lol "we won't tell anyone about it for a while, till i am really showing cuz its just a little embarassing" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdTgxq1cQeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2DUWZCi3oEM/s1600-h/aprilfools-top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 69px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdTgxq1cQeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2DUWZCi3oEM/s400/aprilfools-top.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320124203748049378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had enough lieing and was starting to feel really bad because he was now so worried he had left work unbeknownced to me, i kept trying to get off the phone so i could go play outside with Wil and nick said "this is kinda a big deal i kinda wanna talk about it more"  (haha) When i got him off the phone i felt so bad i immdeiatly sent him a text that said "april fools!!!"  he didnt respond for a couple mins then i started to get really worried then he called and was like "So you didnt really get a sitter for friday?" LMAO   &lt;br /&gt;he was so upset lol, i couldnt stop laughing, it was really bad. i told him he didnt need to come home now that he could finish his day at work but he was already in the car half way home from detroit lol. told his boss he had an emergency at home and i needed some help. poor guy was so stressed,  he's like "you hav eno idea what you put me through today" &lt;br /&gt;i still think it was really really funny,  one of those kind of jokes you can only do once in your married life and it was so perfect cuz we were worried about it anyways and my appt was the same day,  i even had a whole story of what the dr said to me about it lol.  now hes never going to believe me again haha,  at least i didnt cover the toilet seat with saran wrap or put cream cheese in the toothpaste tube, or sow the legs of his underwear shut like my mom used to do to us growing up lol&lt;br /&gt;the underwear one was the worst cuz ur all fresh outta the shower and pick ur leg up to put em on then end up falling over all naked on the bathroom floor haha,   shes a gem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7245208908349419132?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7245208908349419132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7245208908349419132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7245208908349419132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7245208908349419132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-set-my-dvr-to-watch-osbourns.html' title='my wednesday morning.'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdTgxq1cQeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2DUWZCi3oEM/s72-c/aprilfools-top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-650146062039060709</id><published>2009-03-31T09:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:30:46.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d067cd3298f52169" 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://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd067cd3298f52169%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331642498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B44EEB219C0C0FCC5E94B4F0CD9462DCB39DCDC.1298A924B93D64A3DBFAE4C363015B430A2A408%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd067cd3298f52169%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DemuybglYwzOsX4TYKEfHuvNVdGQ&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://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd067cd3298f52169%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331642498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B44EEB219C0C0FCC5E94B4F0CD9462DCB39DCDC.1298A924B93D64A3DBFAE4C363015B430A2A408%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd067cd3298f52169%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DemuybglYwzOsX4TYKEfHuvNVdGQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom sent us an awesome easter package that we got yesterday, Thanks ssooooooo much mom for the cutest most non-annoying singing rabbit in the whole world!! ....... lol i heard that song in my sleep last night....... aaaanyways! We are so tired of it being cold!! the lake looks sooo nice every morning i hope and hope it will be at least nice enough to play in the sandbox but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdIaPyZJH3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/eKw96aWnKHs/s1600-h/DSCN0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdIaPyZJH3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/eKw96aWnKHs/s320/DSCN0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319342968405565298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday while nick was home with the baby we went exploring outside!  the best part of having a grandma upstairs that never throws stuff away is all the sweet stuff we find!! while digging through the garage we found a swing and 2 of the coolest bikes! plus lots more misc toys and fishing poles for little kids lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdIaj_t1TXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/5DuT9L5te_A/s1600-h/DSCN0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdIaj_t1TXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/5DuT9L5te_A/s320/DSCN0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319343315579391346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so worried for weeks that this poor kid was going to have an outtie belly button, not that there is anything wrong with outties... they just look a little wierd,  and for a baby with a chin and cheeks like that with funny poofy curly hair the LAST thing he needed to top it all off was an outtie!!!  but its officially not an outtie!! hooray!!!  takes a little worry outta my life lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-650146062039060709?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d067cd3298f52169&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/650146062039060709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=650146062039060709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/650146062039060709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/650146062039060709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mom-sent-us-awesome-easter-package.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SdIaPyZJH3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/eKw96aWnKHs/s72-c/DSCN0146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4614406808826619948</id><published>2009-03-24T09:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:39:01.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILMeF9OXDw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILMeF9OXDw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil got some new church clothes a few weeks ago, grandma wanted to see how studly he looks in them. Here ya go grandma, Wil was having a chapped face day, so hes got vaseline all over his face, hence the red and shiney glow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4614406808826619948?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4614406808826619948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4614406808826619948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4614406808826619948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4614406808826619948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-grandma.html' title='for grandma'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8690073457415533599</id><published>2009-03-23T13:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:33:25.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what we are up to</title><content type='html'>A little bit of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ScfHBc6DnoI/AAAAAAAAAao/_JQu9kZgPOE/s1600-h/DSCN0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ScfHafET5MI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gb0DA1lwioI/s320/DSCN0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316437142964266178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we've gotten to play outside a little too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-8690073457415533599?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=917da389869d1416&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8690073457415533599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8690073457415533599' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8690073457415533599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8690073457415533599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/03/laaazy-days.html' title='what we are up to'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ScfHBc6DnoI/AAAAAAAAAao/_JQu9kZgPOE/s72-c/DSCN0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6217631909530258338</id><published>2009-03-11T13:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:08:00.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sbf7DGrY3qI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6-HYLtHjT8/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sbf7DGrY3qI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6-HYLtHjT8/s320/DSCN0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990316257566370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been a little more than three weeks with the new baby and we are surviving. yeah thats what you can call it,  it was great the first week when my mom was here,   she made everything so easy and played with Wil and kept everything clean. Having to do it all myself is exhausting, i can't comprehend what it would be like to have more than 2 kids.... ever, but we'll talk about that again in like 4 years...   Cooper looks like a cabage patch doll with his huge chunky cheeks and curly hair,  it cracks me up, he is super sweet and cuddly,  he only likes to take naps in his bassinett when its quiet, if Wil is around he gets super angry, and he doesnt like to sleep in a chair, or really with you holding him for too long,  hes kinda particular. But i am learning lol.  Wil is adjusting great,  he is gentle and a huge help, puttin binkis back in the babies mouth, getting diapers or finding the binki when it is lost. He's only tried to poke Coop's eye one time,  maybe 2. &lt;br /&gt;I am having the hardest time getting back into real life. especially because my car is broke and stuck at my sister-in-laws and nick takes the other car,  soooo i get to sit inside all day everyday,  its been since saturday since i have gotten outta here.... im going nuts.... and nick is going out of town for the weekend so there goes my only form of adult conversation till monday.... lol   its really not funny but i gotta laugh so i dont cry.  I didnt really get to depressed with Wil at all but after this baby,  living in my in-laws basement, with no working car right now.... its really really really hard to stay on the sunny side of everything. i have lost the will to shower,  very sad,  but hopefully it will warm up,  the car will get fixed and we can play outside, and go to the library like normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sbf9f8nodtI/AAAAAAAAAag/SeLcqVVa0Nc/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sbf9f8nodtI/AAAAAAAAAag/SeLcqVVa0Nc/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311993010796918482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6217631909530258338?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6217631909530258338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6217631909530258338' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6217631909530258338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6217631909530258338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-its-been-little-more-than-three.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/Sbf7DGrY3qI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6-HYLtHjT8/s72-c/DSCN0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6089920423017928768</id><published>2009-02-18T20:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:20:02.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper James</title><content type='html'>This is alot for journaling purposes as well as to tell the whole story so if its long or boring or i say somethin gross ... sorry... lol&lt;br /&gt;So Nick and i were playing video games on our romantic valentines day evening when i started having contractions every few minutes, which wasnt really uncommon for me because i have been having contractions for weeks now, but as usual i start timing them they were 3 mins apart and sort of strong for a while,  when it got to be around an hour i told nick and decided to call the dr.  we packed up quick and headed to the hospital, it was about 10pm when we got there, i was 4 cm so they kept me, it seemed like it took longer to get all the paper work filled out then the actual having the baby part. the dr came in about a half hour later and broke my water so i asked for an epidural, they were still waiting for my blood work to come back and said that they needed to wait for that before they could get me one and that it would slow down my labor anyways so they wanted me to wait a little bit...... i was not happy,  5 minutes and 2 contractions later i asked again, cuz they hurt really freaking bad and she said that "we dont want to slow down the labor so we want to wait just a little bit if i could hold on" 5 minutes later (prolly longer but it seemed real quick) i called the nurse again and said that i didnt care if it slowed down labor i wanted it now so they got the epidural guy in there real quick and he was awesome, he had the paper work done and everything in in only 6 mins lol.  so once i was feeling a little better, i pushed the med button one time they came in and checked me and i was at an 8-almost 9!!!!!   no freaking wonder it hurt so bad,  my gosh, im still really glad they didnt check me before the epidural because they prolly wouldn't of let me get it. like a half hour later i was ready to push already, after a few pushes they got the dr in there,  with barely enough time,  he comes rushing in and im in the middle of pushing and the nurse tells me to stop!!  im like stop?!?!  are u serious?!?!  get it out!!! lol the dr is throwing on his cape and gloves as fast as he can and 2 pushes later the baby was here!! lol,   checked in at 10 cooper was born at 2:30 am,   4 hours,  not bad at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy-74GLTnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wy9McqUnhCY/s1600-h/DSCN0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy-74GLTnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wy9McqUnhCY/s320/DSCN0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324397015453298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8lbs 6oz, with the biggest cheeks and double chin i have ever seen on any baby in my whole life lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy_MOA5r7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/3SZP7J0RkjM/s1600-h/DSCN0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy_MOA5r7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/3SZP7J0RkjM/s320/DSCN0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324677776814002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil and Nick came back the next morning at about 11am so that Wil could meet his brother, he was so sweet, all he wants to do now is give the baby hugs and kisses, and gets so worried when he crys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy_1B7jptI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_7FhiqHr6GE/s1600-h/DSCN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy_1B7jptI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_7FhiqHr6GE/s320/DSCN0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304325378907809490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so wierd how completely different he looks from Wil, Cooper looks just like his dad, he has this tiny little man face, every time i look at him i see nick and i love it. i never thought i would love havin so many boys around, its totally great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1EaO8dSwfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1EaO8dSwfI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video is rather long but this is wil meeting his little brother cooper for the first time,  he is really unimpressed, and still seems to be no big deal about it, im so glad,  but we will give it a few more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took Coop in to the dr and she said he looked a bit yellow, i didnt really think so, he has been an amazing eater, latched on right away and has had no problems at all since, but we took him to the lab and waited for test results all afternoon, well when they called i got all scared aparently his billiruben level is at 15, so they sent over a billiblanket for us to leave him wrapped in for 24 hours, or until his levels go down lol,  it is the wierdest thing, he is like radioactive baby glowing blue, i can take it off to feed him and thats about it, we go back to the lab in the morning to see if it went down. hopefully it did, otherwise i dont know the next step. Wil's levels were high but never that high to need any treatment, i really hope itgoes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6089920423017928768?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6089920423017928768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6089920423017928768' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6089920423017928768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6089920423017928768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/02/cooper-james.html' title='Cooper James'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZy-74GLTnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wy9McqUnhCY/s72-c/DSCN0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2377174966714416101</id><published>2009-02-17T13:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:12:01.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby's here!</title><content type='html'>We are home! everyone is well! i posted some pics on facebook cuz its faster, im too tired to put a bunch up here, maybe tomorrow ill blog about how everything went down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZr92KBdNkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XiCzrGNWZ8w/s1600-h/DSCN0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZr92KBdNkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XiCzrGNWZ8w/s320/DSCN0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303830618027406914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper James    &lt;br /&gt;2-15-09  2:37am&lt;br /&gt;8lbs 5.8oz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2377174966714416101?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2377174966714416101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2377174966714416101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2377174966714416101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2377174966714416101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/02/babys-here.html' title='baby&apos;s here!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SZr92KBdNkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XiCzrGNWZ8w/s72-c/DSCN0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1546121973208647248</id><published>2009-02-12T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:34:15.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to write about our ER experience with Wil!! it was last Thursday night, wil went to bed fine then woke up coughing/breathing really weird at about 1130, i got him up, got a drink of water but he was gasping for air, it sounded like he had aspirated something into his airway and couldn't breathe or cough it out. and his cough was this scary dry bark. i brought him into our bed to just listen to him for a lil bit to see if it would stop he was really hot too, and of course i couldn't find the thermometer, but after another 20 mins we decided it would just be better to take him to the ER than sit and listen to him gasp, i wasn't going to put him back to bed like that. so off we went. they took chest/throat xrays and his airway was swollen, and his O2 saturation was a little low they had him hooked up to all these machines and he was freaking out the whole time, hysterical. they gave him some motrin and steroids in liquid form that tasted real bad, he kept that down for about 30 seconds then it all came back up all over me... super gross lol, they ended up giving him a steroid shot after we sat and gave him a breathing treatment, the steroid shot was to relax his airway so that he could breathe, &lt;br /&gt;whew so after all that they finally diagnosed him with Croup, got him breathing normally again, still with that awful barking cough though. no antibiotics needed and sent us on our merry way, all smelly covered in vomit at about 3am, with the most wired boy i have ever seen. They said that he prolly wouldn't sleep cuz the steroid would make him crazy, lol the ride home made me worried as he sang really loudly to himself lol but once we laid him back down he was out till about 10am the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;I kept asking that since we were there anyways if we could make it a 2fer and start me on a pitocin drip to get this baby out too so we wouldn't have to come back... they just laughed at me like i wasn't serious, silly er people, &lt;br /&gt;but we are almost back to normal, wil's croup turned into a really bad cold that he is still sort of fighting off, he got this nasty cough. he is getting very very good at covering his mouth when he coughs though. he's so polite. I gotta say that was a really scary night. probably my most scary moment with him ever. it hit him so fast and the gasping was awful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-1546121973208647248?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/1546121973208647248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=1546121973208647248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1546121973208647248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/1546121973208647248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-forgot-to-write-about-our-er.html' title=''/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6991313547079831198</id><published>2009-02-12T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:42:16.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>Just a little over a week till D day and i am soo more than ready. Why is it so hard to talk doctors into just getting the baby out, this last part of the pregnancy is the most nerve racking im just nervous and anxious and want to hold him and have him out and have everyone be healthy then i can relax again, but until then im stressed. ugh. i have contractions almost every day last night i felt em in my back and everything and thought that this was it but of course they stopped and im normal again. &lt;br /&gt;I have never been so greatful for new tv shows though!! and dvr, theres about 10 shows a week that i dvr and watch. daily we have shows like Day of our Lives and Gilmore girls,  then theres american idol, secret life of the american teenager, Heroes, lost, the biggest loser, the office, 30 rock, i get a nice healping of shows to keep me occupied so i dont ahve to sit around and watch Baby story on TLC all day long :D  on the line up for today i have the Lost from last night and american idol from the last 2 nights :) with days of our lives on at 1,  and a nap sometime in there.....  my hubby is so jealous of my life right now lol. wil has been on a Nemo kick lately he will watch that and play all day long so life is good for today!!! and we are still waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-6991313547079831198?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/6991313547079831198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=6991313547079831198' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6991313547079831198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/6991313547079831198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2403528324898742312</id><published>2009-01-30T09:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:26:59.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Paintin'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWmAttFcUkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWmAttFcUkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some awesome paints yesterday at big lots and couldn't wait to try them out! it was really messy but really really fun for both of us i think. I hope i can get the video to upload, otherwise I'm going to have to find another way to do it, but here are some pics of the progressive mess last night, I'm glad i took all his clothes off before we started, there was paint everywhere! Even splattered on the poor dog, i didn't take a pic of that cuz i didn't want the red paint to stain his white hair lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMSv4QKz-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/m5DRrRdS-rA/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297098200481189858 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMSv4QKz-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/m5DRrRdS-rA/s320/DSCN0012.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMTNmqtLbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZOXbXaMO648/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297098711156731314 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMTNmqtLbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZOXbXaMO648/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I kept asking him if he was having fun and he kept answering with a loud NO!! but i think he was lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMTcS19scI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Plq6F-4KyuM/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297098963533279682 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMTcS19scI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Plq6F-4KyuM/s320/DSCN0015.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/7765399864307319671-2403528324898742312?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2403528324898742312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2403528324898742312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2403528324898742312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2403528324898742312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-paintin.html' title='I&apos;m Paintin&apos;!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SYMSv4QKz-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/m5DRrRdS-rA/s72-c/DSCN0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-2369844836503420149</id><published>2009-01-28T14:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:35:13.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coupon cutter</title><content type='html'>With being broke for so long you'd think i woulda tryed this earlier in my marriage, but recent life events have brought me to becomming a wanna be coupon cutter. I dont even know where to start, i spent an hour looking for online coupons to print out but im not sure i'm hitting the best sites. I'm sure to save money i could eat alot more PB&amp;J but being pregnant and soon nursing is going to prevent me from eating like a broke college kid i need nutrients!!!  sooooo  where do i start? how can i cut my grocery bill?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-2369844836503420149?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/2369844836503420149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=2369844836503420149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2369844836503420149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/2369844836503420149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/coupon-cutter.html' title='Coupon cutter'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7880866049283908442</id><published>2009-01-27T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:11:18.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabulous!</title><content type='html'>I took this from my cousin's blog, it looked fun and i've got a really hard letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own post, erase my answers, enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real . . . nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.Have Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Elise&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: each&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: Elias&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: Ella&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: Exterminator&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: Ebony&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear: elbow pads&lt;br /&gt;9. A food: Eclair&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Eyelash curler&lt;br /&gt;11. A place: Equidor&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late: Emergency &lt;br /&gt;13. Something you shout: Egad!! &lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title: Ever After&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink: egg nog&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group: Eddie Money&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal: Elk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... if you want to do this and sharpen your scrabulous skills and bond with the first letter of your name - have at it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7880866049283908442?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7880866049283908442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7880866049283908442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7880866049283908442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7880866049283908442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/scrabulous.html' title='Scrabulous!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-3481424012217601453</id><published>2009-01-27T10:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:56:55.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly pic</title><content type='html'>This pic was a couple weeks ago, i believe at just over 34 weeks, i did really bad taking pictures of the belly with Wil and i seem to be continuing the trend but at least i have a few lol. Last week i was going through my makeup bag and found a really old belly button ring in the bottom (yes, my belly button is/was pierced, hopefully none of the young women in my ward have started reading my blog yet cuz this story is a really bad example, guess i'll find out tonight at activities lol)&lt;br /&gt;but i was curious not only to how it would look in my hugegantic belly but if the hole was still open cuz i havent had it in since i was pregnant with Wil. but low and behold the funny thing still goes in lol. I took a pic with my camera phone to show my hubby and only my hubby (cuz its quite scary) and got a good laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick told me yesterday that i either had to have the baby this week or wait till after next week because he has a mandatory 40 hours of some sort of insurance training all week and that if he misses one hour.... i forget what will happen but something bad to do with his job and our income lol... soooooo i guess i will be sitting with my legs crossed and drinking alotta water to keep this kid inside and happy. I still have "practice" contractions often,  at least 3 a day sometimes more,sometimes they really hurt so we will see what happens. My sister has requested that i dont have the baby at the end of february because she has a solo ensamble and basketball finals lol  so i've really gotta shoot for right around valentines day haha  &lt;br /&gt;im just kidding this kid will prolly come right on my due date, or like the day before i'm sure we will be fine lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SX8sQkXXGhI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dljqMOAAcEY/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SX8sQkXXGhI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dljqMOAAcEY/s320/DSCN0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296000349962181138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 week belly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-3481424012217601453?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/3481424012217601453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=3481424012217601453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3481424012217601453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/3481424012217601453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/belly-pic.html' title='Belly pic'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SX8sQkXXGhI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dljqMOAAcEY/s72-c/DSCN0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4135239177445925400</id><published>2009-01-24T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:19:09.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>My mom told me to post something that says im okay, so that people don't get worried lol. all i have been up to lately is just waiting for this baby to come... kinda boring. but we are all still here healthy happy and waiting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4135239177445925400?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4135239177445925400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4135239177445925400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4135239177445925400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4135239177445925400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5088765875855234443</id><published>2009-01-15T22:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:36:00.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>done complaining</title><content type='html'>So no more complaining for me!!!  Apparently this baby takes me seriously, we had a nice long talk yesterday about how mommy is very sarcastic by nature and even though she says things that doesnt mean she really wants them to happen so early!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;i woke up at like 2 am tuesday morning with the worst stomach "indigestion" in the world by 10 am the next morning i called the dr and was like what's up? my stomach hurts and its not going away, he sent me into labor and delivery they hooked me all up and turns out it was contractions, every 2 minutes, by 11am they actually hurt... no good,  im only 34 weeks.  if i start real labor they would have had to send me by ambulance to the UofM hospital to deliver because the small howell hospital doesnt have the NICU for early babies. that was when we had our talk. lol,  the dr checked me i was dialated to a 2 and 50% effaced... no good,  they kept watching to make sure it wasn't progessing, luckily it was not. im far enough along that they wont give me anything to stop labor, but early enough that they wont give me anything to make labor start lol....  gggrrrrr,   so they sent me home.  the contractions finally stopped this morning, thank goodness,  but if i move around or walk around too much ill get a couple till i sit and drink a glass of water.... &lt;br /&gt;so  im done complaining, ill take all that other crap over pre-term labor any day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5088765875855234443?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5088765875855234443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5088765875855234443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5088765875855234443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5088765875855234443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/done-complaining.html' title='done complaining'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-956604898240081523</id><published>2009-01-12T08:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:35:34.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>complaining :)</title><content type='html'>Get this thing outta me!!!! aaaahhhhhhhhhh.   ive got soooo long before my due date and im already miserable. im huge, im sore everywhere, im exhausted, im always hungry. I got the worst charlie horse in the world the other morning before i got outta bed, i seriously thought i was going to die, it felt like my leg broke lol and now my whole calf still hurts so im waddling and limping, and today i get to drag my toddler through walmart again cuz i can't wait till nick gets home cuz im HUNGRY!!!  lol    *cry* &lt;br /&gt;i know the baby is not ready to come but i totally am, and the thing is i have over a month left.....  hes only gonna get exponentially bigger every week. &lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant come up with something fun to blog about, im too whiney to be funny, or even pleasent to be around lol, my poor family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-956604898240081523?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/956604898240081523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=956604898240081523' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/956604898240081523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/956604898240081523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2009/01/complaining.html' title='complaining :)'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-8873673225654712348</id><published>2008-12-29T14:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:56:23.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVklmb8-lPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kv3bo1Anw9s/s1600-h/DSCN0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVklmb8-lPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kv3bo1Anw9s/s320/DSCN0312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285296979964761330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got tons of snow that is totally all melted now because of the wonderful warm weather lol but the day after it was all snowy i thought i would try to take Wil sledding, since we couldn't find a sled we luckily found a boat tube still all blown up in the garage so we thought it would slide nice and easy over the snow, but it turns out that plastic fabric whatever that tube was made outta doesnt slide so we pulled Wil up and down the hill a few times, laughing so hard i was almost crying, trying to take a picture while nick was pulling, it was really funny, but hey we tried!! lol it was more relaxing for Wil than anything he sat there all kicked back with the biggest smile lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for christmas, i was looking at my camera pictures and i didnt take any pictures!!!  i took a couple of videos with the video camera that nick got me, but the quality is a little messy i gotta play with it more, so here is my s.o.s to my mom and my uncle, please send me pictures!!! lol  i was a real bad mom with the pictures this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVkm-iobi6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zuEVM2L0YgE/s1600-h/DSCN0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVkm-iobi6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/zuEVM2L0YgE/s320/DSCN0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285298493586115490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil had a fun christmas morning, he got a lighning mcqueen couch that matches his bedroom set which he is in love with, he totes it around, likes to lay on it all unfolded and lounge in front of the TV. and he also got a Handy Many truck/workbench, he loves loves handy many, he holds the tools up and sings the handy many song. We had fun opening presents on christmas morning, and just hangin out together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents got to come up for christmas and stay with Steve and Sandi cuz there is more room there, and a bed for them lol but it was awesome to have them all here, Nick and i got my brothers todd and jake nerf guns for christmas and boy did it bring back childhood memories of being shot all the time by todd. Just for pay back for past experiences we got Jake my youngest brother a huge huge nerf machine gun that just blasted like 30 little darts without stopping and we got my brother todd a tiny little gun with only 3 darts, turns out 3 darts was still enough for him to be ridiculously annoying, he had wil hiding the dog running away and gave jake a big welt on his cheek but it was too funny so it was totally worth it, they are still boys lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVkoUQUawpI/AAAAAAAAAYk/4WaTzBrflRk/s1600-h/DSCN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVkoUQUawpI/AAAAAAAAAYk/4WaTzBrflRk/s320/DSCN0230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285299966139089554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is jake with his huge gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent christmas eve out at the Burke's and while we were walking inside that evening the power went out!! so we had no power on christmas eve lol, it went out at about 7:30, so we did bath time and bed time by candle light, turned on the fire, good thing it still worked so we didnt freeze to death, then after we got all the presents under the tree it was about 8:15, nick and i would ususally go play video games or watch tv till we went to bed but we were really really bored. I mean it was kinda nice to get to spend some quality time with no lights lol but i mean seriously, it was a little boring  :)  I told him it was romantic and that we should make it a tradition for christmas eve to not use the tv or computers and he was like.... uhm no,  lol but luckily we got the power back at 5:30 in the morning so that i could still make yummy cinnimon rolls for breakfast :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-8873673225654712348?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/8873673225654712348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=8873673225654712348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8873673225654712348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/8873673225654712348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-weekend.html' title='Christmas weekend!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SVklmb8-lPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/kv3bo1Anw9s/s72-c/DSCN0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-7714857645386793020</id><published>2008-12-22T15:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:56:04.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cold!!</title><content type='html'>My poor Tango walks around shivering all day long lately and the past few days he has decided that he's not gonna go to the bathroom outside anymore that it is too cold and that he would rather take the punishment of sittin in his kennel and gettin smacked in his stinkin dog face than go to the bathroom outside.  i half dont blame him but im real tired of dog business all over my stuff. I pulled out one of his old sweaters to send him outside in but he still has no interest, he will run out to where he normally goes then turn right back around and stare at me through the door and shake lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SU_8NmneSpI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Sv2diPxNw5Q/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SU_8NmneSpI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Sv2diPxNw5Q/s320/DSCN0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282718198563490450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background you can see Wil with his silly haircut. Oh boy was that a fun story. I took him to a random salon last week to get his hair cut by someone who knows what they are doing better than me and it was a disaster. He screamed uncontrolably the whole time. No amount of hair covered suckers could solve his problem either. I'm not sure why he was so scared. he wouldnt even let the lady put the bib thing on him he screamed and tried to rip it off. Sitting on my lap didnt help either. I could do nothing but laugh. By the end we were both covered in sucker stick and hair pieces, i have the kid in a headlock the lady was holding his shoulders down so she could get his neck and we called it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we got rid of the binki his ability to cope with anything has gone away, he is completely irrational alot during the day and the bigger i get the smaller my ability to handle it is lol. im really really hoping that he will get over this quick. we've come too far to go back to the binki. He has real issues at night, not falling asleep initially, thats fine but if he happens to wake up in the middle of the night like rolling over or whatnot he can't fall back asleep and then gets really irrational, throwing a fit and screaming and smashing his feet into the walls and ridiculous tantrum, he doesnt want you to touch him or be held if i pick him up he fights to get down then climbs back into bed and proceeds to freak out. ... sigh... i know what would fix it but i cant use it... so im not sure what else to do to help him, a drink of water doesnt help, sometimes i can sing to him and he will go back to sleep other times that doesnt even work... i feel so bad,  my heart breaks :(  my sweet boy never acted like this before, im worried im damaging his psychie.   But then its only been 2 weeks, give it time right? Good news is that in just the past few weeks since there has been no binki his teeth are starting to move back already, pretty amazing, his bite is better, and the gap in his teeth is a little better too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-7714857645386793020?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/7714857645386793020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=7714857645386793020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7714857645386793020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/7714857645386793020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/12/too-cold.html' title='Too Cold!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SU_8NmneSpI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Sv2diPxNw5Q/s72-c/DSCN0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-6415745204677436310</id><published>2008-12-12T16:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:09:54.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't resist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ST8dhoh_XZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ED8QD5sZnVY/s320/Wil+n+santa+08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277969751954382226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to Okemos today to the mall to see Santa! Wil did really good, he was just a little shy and unsure but took a great pic. I felt bad for the santa they had there though, he was really old, and needed help to get little wil on his lap and moved really slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and binki update : still not using it! this is night number 3 now and he went to bed just fine, climed up by himself said goodnight and not a peep. he really did alot better than i thought he would, i totally underestimated him. At least now I know for baby #2 to not wait soo long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-498550700560790618?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/498550700560790618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=498550700560790618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/498550700560790618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/498550700560790618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa.html' title='Santa'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/ST8dhoh_XZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ED8QD5sZnVY/s72-c/Wil+n+santa+08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-884717889951209511</id><published>2008-12-08T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:12:01.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more binki :(</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on the way home from church as i shove Wil's binki in his mouth to stop the loudness in the back seat nick is like "i thought you were gonna get rid of that thing by now" I totally had every intention of getting rid of binkis when the kid was like 9 months old.... now hes 19 months old and still totally addicted to it, and the worst part is that i can see it messin his teeth up already, giving him a huge over bite and i still couldnt take it away!!  i worked at a pediatric dental office for a few years i know what im supposed to be doing!!!  aahhhh.  im more attached to the stupid thing than he is cuz i can give him his binki and his blanket and then he will snuggle with me like he's still my little baby and not this crazy toddler runnin around breakin everything.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday nick and i made a comand desicion to stop giving it to him all together. i hid em all and now its over.&lt;br /&gt;Its been harder on me than him it seems, except nap time yesterday was really hard, he cried for about 30 mins then i had to rock him to get him to fall asleep, and he only slept for barely an hour before he was up crying again. but last night was way better. he whined himself to sleep, woke up once at about midnight crying for his "nigh night" thats what he was calling it,  and then thats it, and no metion of it yet this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;i just dont want him to be big yet. i'm not ready, its too fast. big boy bed, no binki, sittin on potties,  doesnt like to cuddle any more.&lt;br /&gt;see its way harder on me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-884717889951209511?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/884717889951209511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=884717889951209511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/884717889951209511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/884717889951209511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-more-binki.html' title='No more binki :('/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-4444991839572522188</id><published>2008-12-03T07:46:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:36:03.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STZ_18p-WoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/75IWxdTIDCw/s1600-h/DSCN0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275544578303089282 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STZ_18p-WoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/75IWxdTIDCw/s320/DSCN0243.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We had an awesome time up in Wisconsin for Thanksgiving visiting my parents, i couldnt of asked for a better weekend, we tryed to get a nice family picture taken of all of us but it really really didnt work out well, theres only so much i can do from sitting down to make Wil smile at the camera, and our photo takers did the best they could so this is what we got lol, dont think itll go up on the wall anytime soon but we captured the moment lol. &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaAWTzY9nI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xla-kr08NVk/s1600-h/DSCN0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275545134272411250 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaAWTzY9nI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xla-kr08NVk/s320/DSCN0257.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; My mom's mom came up to visit from Iowa with my mom's sister and her family so we had a full house and it was great. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaAtMkoVMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wRQriiX3cCw/s1600-h/DSCN0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275545527468446914 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaAtMkoVMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wRQriiX3cCw/s320/DSCN0259.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We played lots and lots and lots of games, whether it was a board/card game, or Halo on the xbox 360, or any of the hillarious Wii games we played alot alot of games lol. Its best seein my mom and dad rockin out on guitar hero lol &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaBR9vsn1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/zypuCNJ81LU/s1600-h/DSCN0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546159143493458 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaBR9vsn1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/zypuCNJ81LU/s320/DSCN0278.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; On Friday we went into the Wisconsin dells, which is like a town full of tourist traps and amusment parks in the middle of wisconsin, pretty fun stuff to look at and its only like a 15 min drive from my parents house. But we hit the Ripley's Believe it or Not Museum. This is Nick by the scary shark teeth. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaBzdG1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/n3I9Y54JYNU/s1600-h/DSCN0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546734497711026 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaBzdG1Q7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/n3I9Y54JYNU/s320/DSCN0281.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; My lil sis walkin on the wobbly bridge &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaB-_dFmzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CkD_o47HYKY/s1600-h/DSCN0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275546932696423218 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaB-_dFmzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/CkD_o47HYKY/s320/DSCN0284.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Wil and Grandma posin, im not sure in front of what, i think thats the guy that got shot like 15 times in the face and didnt die lol &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaCfctC6_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/5jZ-XFCB4rE/s1600-h/DSCN0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275547490303798258 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaCfctC6_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/5jZ-XFCB4rE/s320/DSCN0285.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Niether of my brothers would pose for me so i had to take funny candid shots and this is Todd. lol &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaCw-NvE-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wudSIFKnWAw/s1600-h/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275547791357055970 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaCw-NvE-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wudSIFKnWAw/s320/DSCN0286.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; My dad lookin scared in the "indiana jones" type rooms lol all the stuff in this place is so random its hard to explain &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDB1hCqfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/z3lTx2cXIgs/s1600-h/DSCN0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275548081079888370 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDB1hCqfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/z3lTx2cXIgs/s320/DSCN0288.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDK53YBFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8C07waD9154/s1600-h/DSCN0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275548236866126930 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDK53YBFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8C07waD9154/s320/DSCN0290.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; this pic is my favorite, lol these two were crackin me up the whole time we were in wisconsin, they are like 2 peas in a pod lol. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDhlWxt1I/AAAAAAAAAXo/OpDcnDgJ390/s1600-h/DSCN0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275548626497681234 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDhlWxt1I/AAAAAAAAAXo/OpDcnDgJ390/s320/DSCN0291.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; West African Birthing statue, We are like twinsies :) &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDxaPLuhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wOt57LyJjdY/s1600-h/DSCN0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275548898390948370 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaDxaPLuhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wOt57LyJjdY/s320/DSCN0299.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Tango got to come with us on the 7 hour car ride and hang out with his BFF molly whom he hadnt seen in like a year and a half!!! he was so happy all weekend, he is kinda in a sad depression right now, he misses her and his little heart is broken. I tryed to give him his love monkey and tell him its just the same that the love moneky loves him like molly does but its just not doin it for him :) lol &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaETjWNi8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/rarSWpN89AE/s1600-h/DSCN0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275549484951899074 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STaETjWNi8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/rarSWpN89AE/s320/DSCN0307.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We came home saturday night and then it snowed alot on sunday so we went out to build a snowman, Wil leaned in to give it a big kiss and the snowman fell over before i could catch the picture, this is the broken hearted boy with his knocked over snowman. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-4444991839572522188?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/4444991839572522188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=4444991839572522188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4444991839572522188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/4444991839572522188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-weekend.html' title='Holiday Weekend!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/STZ_18p-WoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/75IWxdTIDCw/s72-c/DSCN0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-5884395081559122521</id><published>2008-11-21T14:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:20:41.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tango is 4!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-98.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2449958197308074648&amp;amp;site=widget-98.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197308074648&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-98.slide.com/p1/2449958197308074648/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197308074648&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-98.slide.com/p2/2449958197308074648/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197308074648&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-98.slide.com/p4/2449958197308074648/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the puppy Nick bought me for Valentines day before we got married is 4 now. It just doesnt seem possible, ask me that in 20 years though when tango turns 24 because these dogs have a really long life expectancy, then itll be wierd lol.&lt;br /&gt;But our little Tango has been through alot in these past few years with new babies and moving he is a trooper. A little neglected now and then as you can see with his desperate need of a haircut today but he is still my little gentleman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-5884395081559122521?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/5884395081559122521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=5884395081559122521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5884395081559122521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/5884395081559122521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/11/tango-is-4.html' title='Tango is 4!!'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-629238461833859048</id><published>2008-11-20T12:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:10:42.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Cigarettes and Pottys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWki8zx7dI/AAAAAAAAAVg/X76_rsCgke4/s1600-h/DSCN0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWki8zx7dI/AAAAAAAAAVg/X76_rsCgke4/s320/DSCN0236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270799859252850130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a little convenience store right by Nick's new office and he is alawys telling me the random things he finds in there, they have everything you could ever want in this one tiny little store. Any kind of candy from any generation, well last week he found some candy cigarettes and came home and told me about em, you cant find stuff like that anywhere any more. for some reason they have become taboo but whatever lol i think they are funny so the next night he brought home a couple boxes lol,  of course Wil loved em,  anything candy is awesome but it was hillarious to watch him carry the box around holding the little sticks lol ... hahaha of course we got pictures lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWi_wQr4MI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XkV8Snf48iw/s1600-h/DSCN0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWi_wQr4MI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XkV8Snf48iw/s320/DSCN0235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270798155077378242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the potty story, every night at bath time for the last 2 weeks Wil has peed in the tub/shower (we dont have a bath tub so i stop up the shower with duct tape and use it as a bath lol he loves it just the same its a little ghetto but he has no idea) But he squats in the warm water and pees every night!!  I'm like "No Wil!!  no potty in the tub!!!" He says potty knows when hes going potty and always tells me when hes poopin so my mom suggested we get a little potty and see if he would go in that before he gets in the bath. cuz its nasty to take a bath in pee water everynight and i cant refill the bottom of the shower cuz the duct tape wont stick once the shower is wet lmao. So we now have a little potty that he pretends to go potty on during the day when mommy goes, so he knows what we are doing, then before bath we sit on it for a while talk about goin potty,  all good intentions,  never goes, gets in the shower squats and pees...... so the next night i put the potty in the shower with him. so that when he started to go i could move him to the potty,  but what we ended up with was a wet floor and a confused Wil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWmmJmzV9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/iXscec_rehk/s1600-h/DSCN0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWmmJmzV9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/iXscec_rehk/s320/DSCN0239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270802113250940882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say im at a loss, the pee bath everynight is nasty but hes not understanding the potty quite yet lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even made the potty a rockin potty with the extra Guitar hero stickers from the new game we got yesterday.  still not cool enought to pee in though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWnSWG7bjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WO9NrBIjq_I/s1600-h/DSCN0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWnSWG7bjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WO9NrBIjq_I/s320/DSCN0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270802872521158194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at these pictures Wil is startin to look like a hoodlem lol,  box of cigarettes and skater stickers on his potty,  we will look back in 15 years and mark this the pivitol point in his corruption lol  juuuust kidding mom :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765399864307319671-629238461833859048?l=nicknelise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/feeds/629238461833859048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765399864307319671&amp;postID=629238461833859048' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/629238461833859048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765399864307319671/posts/default/629238461833859048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicknelise.blogspot.com/2008/11/candy-cigarettes-and-pottys.html' title='Candy Cigarettes and Pottys'/><author><name>elise blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15737803198218371534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/TJf5z_igVvI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0vpQqcv5pPo/S220/44992_460059047278_668137278_6711245_3352870_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jfbbfh0FvCo/SSWki8zx7dI/AAAAAAAAAVg/X76_rsCgke4/s72-c/DSCN0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765399864307319671.post-1414514278936182302</id><published>2008-11-04T09:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:05:56.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Did It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-42b941a842179897" 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://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42b941a842179897%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331642498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33B4C40C838E90D0E87FFCE9AE13992BFBD1D92E.3255CECB371870A29AB33974BE1EB3C3053D8A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42b941a842179897%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMlwH70faFBcx3UIv6Sn7OFpnRL0&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://v5.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42b941a842179897%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331642498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33B4C40C838E90D0E87FFCE9AE13992BFBD1D92E.3255CECB371870A29AB33974BE1EB3C3053D8A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=htt
