<?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-5509404288844430482</id><updated>2011-08-09T12:16:02.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sorensen's</title><subtitle type='html'>Deven, Amy, Peyton, and Korbin
         Est. August 13, 2005</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1432290007063245957</id><published>2011-08-07T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:07:01.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a whole lot has been going on this summer just kinda hanging out at home. So I am just going to add some pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw3NfuEjBSs/Tj9dWf0pEUI/AAAAAAAABIY/5HEBJ8c7X6g/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638327899571949890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw3NfuEjBSs/Tj9dWf0pEUI/AAAAAAAABIY/5HEBJ8c7X6g/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally got around to hanging up all our Yankees &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;memorabilia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtMvE_0Tfac/Tj9dMOauDmI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uEtRhFqYa8c/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638327723101130338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtMvE_0Tfac/Tj9dMOauDmI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uEtRhFqYa8c/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0H_ponFgas/Tj9dBshGg3I/AAAAAAAABII/bWeV0xTgND4/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638327542202401650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0H_ponFgas/Tj9dBshGg3I/AAAAAAAABII/bWeV0xTgND4/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nCUcQLVt9GY/Tj9ctpa5xOI/AAAAAAAABIA/zoSiXydyUjA/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFDlbQRg12g/Tj9cbPYO58I/AAAAAAAABHw/WTbDU1y79Kc/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638326881545545666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFDlbQRg12g/Tj9cbPYO58I/AAAAAAAABHw/WTbDU1y79Kc/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting her to take a normal picture is impossible &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whcih&lt;/span&gt; you will see evidence of in every picture posted on this update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638326707402768226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_P64nxaM9CY/Tj9cRGpW_2I/AAAAAAAABHo/jpZ8mHk390A/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YmovYY2zlA/Tj9cH7MG8tI/AAAAAAAABHg/-ZAsbGUXZ70/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638326549708468946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YmovYY2zlA/Tj9cH7MG8tI/AAAAAAAABHg/-ZAsbGUXZ70/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPwX7LglCZk/Tj9b_nKK_8I/AAAAAAAABHY/TbVxzZosjvk/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638326406892683202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPwX7LglCZk/Tj9b_nKK_8I/AAAAAAAABHY/TbVxzZosjvk/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG7b6nLDWXg/Tj9br2SKisI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VodpwxVwcvo/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638326067355355842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SG7b6nLDWXg/Tj9br2SKisI/AAAAAAAABHQ/VodpwxVwcvo/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; decided dumping a bunch of dirt into the pool and making a mud bath would be a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638325838178409538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YJDM_yCIsw/Tj9begiH3EI/AAAAAAAABHI/g5mzOBcuEnM/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z_RPzk0PJ0/Tj9bJLb6azI/AAAAAAAABHA/v8bEySBVkSA/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638325471737965362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z_RPzk0PJ0/Tj9bJLb6azI/AAAAAAAABHA/v8bEySBVkSA/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRuHnqicAbo/Tj9avbL00LI/AAAAAAAABG4/rt1GoInr11s/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638325029288857778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRuHnqicAbo/Tj9avbL00LI/AAAAAAAABG4/rt1GoInr11s/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCPjf7Clzz8/Tj9any_jGhI/AAAAAAAABGw/TNSWA1X3O6w/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638324898240862738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCPjf7Clzz8/Tj9any_jGhI/AAAAAAAABGw/TNSWA1X3O6w/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638324717911380450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLxUWr7DTws/Tj9adTNpkeI/AAAAAAAABGo/7fCfTrRZxV4/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsrT0ojPUb8/Tj9aSZBTqgI/AAAAAAAABGg/2LrlJNz6Ick/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638324530491664898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsrT0ojPUb8/Tj9aSZBTqgI/AAAAAAAABGg/2LrlJNz6Ick/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting to get some candy at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clearfield&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638324211966683874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lrMZtQyokYg/Tj9Z_2bCKuI/AAAAAAAABGQ/9CclWOT1dNc/s320/012.JPG" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1432290007063245957?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1432290007063245957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1432290007063245957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1432290007063245957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1432290007063245957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-update.html' title='Summer Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw3NfuEjBSs/Tj9dWf0pEUI/AAAAAAAABIY/5HEBJ8c7X6g/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6916443387375357216</id><published>2011-06-19T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:32:30.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k023N9qWiPo/Tf69QrOR5WI/AAAAAAAABF4/sNg1CDXnhAM/s1600/535.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello blogging world! It's been awhile! Now that my Mom and Dad have moved across the country to Pennsylvania I promised I would do a better job at keeping this thing updated so they can see what we are up to. Right now things are not super exciting. Deven is still working for RC Willey, he is hoping to get enrolled in the police academy at Weber State in August, if he gets accepted then he will start in November. He would go to school every night during the week after work and then Saturday mornings so things will get pretty busy. I am still working for Convergys part time taking calls for Directv. I am working from home now so it is nice to not have to be away from the kids, and I get free satellite tv so that's awesome. Peyton is still a crazy little girl, she is full spunk and loves to test our limits. She is still obsessed with the Disney Princesses but has no problem running outside and digging in the dirt. Korbin gets bigger and bigger everyday, he is Peyton's little sidekick, or scapegoat depending on Peyton's mood. He is learning new words everyday and loves to read books before bed and go "bye, bye". He loves cars and anything with wheels that he can drive around. We are hoping the weather will finally warm up like a normal summer, the kids are dying to get out and go swimming, we have a zoo pass that we are taking full advantage of. Peyton loves going to see all the animals and anything involving going "bye, bye" Korbin is all over. Hopefully we will do something interesting in the next little while so my blog updates aren't so boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620137251211598402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tc9olnTo-t8/Tf69DZ9oWkI/AAAAAAAABFw/xdxfN8MV59g/s320/531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620137049878070642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Kfk3srvtM/Tf683r7-hXI/AAAAAAAABFo/QpxS-GL0M9I/s320/530.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620136832854419746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJzadA6I7M/Tf68rDdgaSI/AAAAAAAABFg/yAERQfTqu2U/s320/499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620136629319433890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nd5Jkuq0SIs/Tf68fNO-_qI/AAAAAAAABFY/yinoCzpd4MM/s320/476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620136425238705426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIKq59HJtwI/Tf68TU-WNRI/AAAAAAAABFQ/qengoBia7Rg/s320/467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620136220801445074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fks2DYeg6k0/Tf68HbYtLNI/AAAAAAAABFI/sPUUVXeoOOY/s320/453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135995847669426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itJm0s4vK6E/Tf676VXi9rI/AAAAAAAABFA/qu3eIjVXgKk/s320/447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135699132587554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JPX3kan6Ke0/Tf67pEBKHiI/AAAAAAAABE4/pU8ABG4Z_Mc/s320/437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135538344103378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUY-gd4u4Fc/Tf67ftCMjdI/AAAAAAAABEw/T7HzARCoW5Y/s320/433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620135357754599106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu8Blq5ZhN0/Tf67VMSTZsI/AAAAAAAABEo/9xnZtaB3di8/s320/425.JPG" /&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/5509404288844430482-6916443387375357216?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6916443387375357216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6916443387375357216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6916443387375357216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6916443387375357216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tc9olnTo-t8/Tf69DZ9oWkI/AAAAAAAABFw/xdxfN8MV59g/s72-c/531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1059779813806754668</id><published>2011-02-18T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:36:17.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have not updated in FOREVER! Things have been a little crazy in the Sorensen household and I am still trying to adjust to all the changes. So my blogging has fallen way behind but I am going to try and be better at getting on here at the very least once a week and posting an update. I am also being a huge slacker at taking pictures, agh I need to do better. So let's just recap what has been going on the last couple of months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an awesome holiday season, I love the holidays and I take full advantage of all the yummy goodies that are right in front of my face all season long. I am going to be working off my over indulgence for the next few months I am sure! Christmas was great, the kids got a lot of great gifts, Peyton now has every single Disney Princess barbie that they make so she is pretty excited, she got a lot of princess stuff and (to my dismay) her beautiful (very sarcastic) unicorn pillow pet. I was hoping she would pick out one of the cute ones like the lady bug or the panda bear but she of course goes for the pink and purple unicorn :( blah! Oh well she is happy and that is all that matters. Korbin got a bunch of cars and a big dump truck and a huge fire truck that stores all of his cars, but he was more interested in the wrapping paper and what everyone else was getting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our New Years started off great, we had a lot of fun with our friends at a New Year's Eve party but then the next day I got strep throat, major bummer! Deven started school the first week of January at the University of Phoenix, he is going to be getting his Bachelor's of Science in Criminal Justice! Luckily his classes are only once a week and all of his books and learning materials are online! So he goes to school every Wednesday night from 6-10 pm, so far he is doing awesome! I started a new job in January as well, I am working for Convergy's taking calls for the customer's of Direct Tv. I am working in the Ogden site right now but I will be transitioning to working at home in the next month which will be awesome! So far things are going well, it is a little bit crazy adjusting from being a stay at home mom to now being gone for a huge chunk of the day and not seeing my kids! But it is only for a little while longer, then I will be working from home which will be nice and I am only working 30 hours a week so it is not bad. Plus I get free Directv out of the deal so it works out great! Also at the beginning of the year my Dad started a new job as well, except his job will be out in Pennsylvania! So he is now living out there and my mom will be joining him as soon as her school year is over. Thankfully we don't have to move, my parents are going to be renting out their house to us for the next couple of years until we can buy it from them! Since we had to short sale our previous home last year we are not able to buy another house for 2 years. But now we don't have to worry about finding another house! Thanks Mom and Dad!! So once my mom goes out to PA to be with my dad, Dev and I will move up out of the basement and Peyton will move into my old room which is pretty fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton and Korbin are doing great, and they are both getting so big! Korbin is growing out of all of his winter clothes so the warm weather needs to get here quick so I can just buy him new bigger spring/summer clothes! He is getting more teeth and Deven recently shaved his head :( so he looks just like a miniature version of Deven! He looks to grown up for my liking so thankfully his hair is growing back quick! He talks all the time and he loves to roll his cars around saying "vroom vroom" and he loves his dogs! He is always jumping around in his crib and he has done it so much and so hard that a nice big rip is running down the center of the crib mattress, so pretty soon he will be moving to a toddler bed. Peyton is still very much in love with all things princess, she loves to have tea parties and oftentimes the poor dogs are forced to join in on them. She changes her clothes about 8 times a day, which drives me crazy, and she has now started to tell me every morning how she would like her hair to be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are very much looking forward to the warm weather and all the exciting things that spring has to bring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1059779813806754668?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1059779813806754668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1059779813806754668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1059779813806754668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1059779813806754668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-its-2011.html' title='So it&apos;s 2011!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5339383987883704872</id><published>2010-11-11T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:13:32.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October Fun Times!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have been totally lacking any sort of motivation to update the blog, and I have been really bad at taking pictures! Bah I need to do better and I swear I say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I finally make a post on here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt; get it in gear Amy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so obviously October is over and we are halfway into November now. We had a lot of fun doing things for Halloween and we were really excited to take the kids trick or treating. Well trick or treating was pretty much a big fat bummer because it was POURING! It was coming down so bad, Peyton wanted nothing to do with going outside and I am sure that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; would have been just fine with it but he would have been soaked. So anyway onto the events leading up to Halloween. At the beginning of the month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hollee&lt;/span&gt; and I took the kiddos to go see Bryan at the fire station when they were doing their big open house, they had a lot of fun looking at the fire trucks and ambulance and they also had a life flight helicopter there. They got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; bag full of stickers and pencils and magnets, so Peyton covered herself in the stickers as soon as we got home. It was a lot of fun and Peyton is always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; to go see Bryan at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were going to take the kids out to Black Island Farms to go get their pumpkins like we did last year. Well we kept putting it off and the weekend we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got out there I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; spaced that it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;UEA&lt;/span&gt;! Holy crap there were so so many people it was insane! The line to get onto the hay ride out to the pumpkin patch was like 2 hours, there was no way the kids would have lasted waiting that long. So we bagged it and went out to dinner with our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Letcher's&lt;/span&gt; instead. So I was a loser and bought the pumpkins at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Winco&lt;/span&gt;, boo! I know it's bad but they were super cheap, like 8 cents a lb. awesome, so next year now we know not to go pumpkin hunting over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;UEA&lt;/span&gt;. So we carved the pumpkins, well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; and I carved them Peyton and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; watched, we did 2 one day and the other 2 the day before Halloween. Peyton requested a princess pumpkin so I found a C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;inderella&lt;/span&gt; template online and it turned out pretty good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; carved Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Skellington&lt;/span&gt; from Nightmare Before Christmas and the other 2 we just used some patterns from a carving book. Peyton didn't want to touch the pumpkin guts and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; probably would have tried to eat them so we did all the carving and they were perfectly content watching and going outside to see the finished products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dev had to work on Halloween, well the day before Halloween I guess since it was on a Sunday this year. Peyton wanted to be a princess this year, surprise surprise, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; was a dragon. I spent an hour or so getting Peyton ready &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she wanted princess hair and makeup which is next to impossible to do with a fidgety 3 year old. Her hair is so fine and so thin that any curl I put in almost immediately falls out, so I did the best I could and about 5 seconds after I was done she took off running and started wrestling with the dogs so it all fell out ha ha! She loved getting her hair sprayed with glitter and getting "princess" makeup put on. But she is in this phase of refusing to take a picture, and it drives me crazy!! I don't have any recent pictures of her because she runs as soon as she sees that camera! So we don't have great pictures of the kids but oh well I guess. We are super excited for Thanksgiving and Christmas and all the fun that the holidays bring!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358049918885714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONOStXkH1I/AAAAAAAABB8/vdDCfstvJTs/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358416504229746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONOoDAUj3I/AAAAAAAABCE/avoY2tomYVw/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540358646034082738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONO1aEgK7I/AAAAAAAABCM/ogqxGKcqhEQ/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540359149027440370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONPSr3dtvI/AAAAAAAABCU/Q9Ij6R7j-UM/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Making Witches Brew with Grammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540359649640791362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONPv0y_PUI/AAAAAAAABCc/dIN1lj0FoGg/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Making Sugar Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540359915301942098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONP_Sdis1I/AAAAAAAABCk/uh1ASGNENdM/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540360807461511410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONQzOA9YPI/AAAAAAAABCs/pJR7xzuKkV0/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My new Niece Lola! Ha Ha Congrats Bryan and Hollee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540361243851650018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONRMnsec-I/AAAAAAAABC0/GXKsFQLNkMQ/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540361763541302594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONRq3sJPUI/AAAAAAAABC8/zuD4RMrN894/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready to carve her pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540362071275003058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONR8yFk3LI/AAAAAAAABDE/-hbbYG_VIr4/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Korbin just sitting back and watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540362309746313122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONSKqdkR6I/AAAAAAAABDM/7mgjZUIbjAg/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540362709356388338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONSh7ICH_I/AAAAAAAABDU/irxal2Ny5Qs/s320/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Crazy Winnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363001892123058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONSy85_MbI/AAAAAAAABDc/y1F4r3HpuBw/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540363446893937426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONTM2qsAxI/AAAAAAAABDs/pSrvm7mZebE/s320/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364048981575122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONTv5nkRdI/AAAAAAAABD0/jvoDH1qaYMA/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doesn't she look so happy that I am trying to get a good picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364409287920466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONUE33Sy1I/AAAAAAAABD8/9So3Gfl-Fsw/s320/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540364677015701714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONUUdOkiNI/AAAAAAAABEE/n-xyEa0oWKo/s320/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5339383987883704872?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5339383987883704872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5339383987883704872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5339383987883704872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5339383987883704872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/11/october-fun-times.html' title='October Fun Times!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TONOStXkH1I/AAAAAAAABB8/vdDCfstvJTs/s72-c/065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-8371027738442401925</id><published>2010-10-07T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:37:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korbin's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had Korbin's birthday party on Sunday and it went awesome! I was going to try and decorate everything cute but due to the fantastic weather we had last week we moved it to the baseball diamond down the street from our house. So I couldn't really decorate the way that I wanted but oh well, I was having a baseball themed party so why decorate when you are at an actual baseball field :) . I didn't get a lot of pictures because I was busy talking to family and just enjoying the day. We had a blast just being with everyone and we were not really in a rush to do anything. Unfortunately we didn't get to open the presents before the weather took a turn and things started to get pretty windy so Korbin opened his presents at home. But he loved everything that he got, and Peyton is enjoying playing with his new toys as well. He also got a TON of new clothes! Thank you everyone who came, we really appreciate you driving out to see us and celebrate our sweet little boys first birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525542682530896194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6ry0-DWUI/AAAAAAAABB0/HbhDatB4tmw/s320/Korbin+invite+%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;His invitation, probably my favorite part of the whole party! I loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539255071028578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6orUr8NWI/AAAAAAAABAc/JAYRbO6elss/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;His birthday cake. It took forever, and by the time I got to the red stitching the party was going to start in like 15 minutes so it looks pretty bad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539569568281682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6o9oR7dFI/AAAAAAAABAk/UeZ5OvkPm-E/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The cake for everyone else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525539797438989986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6pK5KihqI/AAAAAAAABAs/qbt-9mlrOiw/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525540008044372818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6pXJuxo1I/AAAAAAAABA0/O0yersTSYRA/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525540519819971954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6p08PljXI/AAAAAAAABBE/Dk42WrMgBhY/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525540974532671122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6qPaLitpI/AAAAAAAABBM/q-a3lav2I0k/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525541504775568226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6quRfTO2I/AAAAAAAABBU/0SbqoB3_t30/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525541992012430738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6rKolnvZI/AAAAAAAABBc/zT5vVta6lAQ/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525542265087629714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6rah30mZI/AAAAAAAABBk/ud2rT6Ixe9Q/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525542546381116898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6rq5xaleI/AAAAAAAABBs/RyeSs6AAuT8/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening presents at home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-8371027738442401925?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8371027738442401925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=8371027738442401925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8371027738442401925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8371027738442401925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/korbins-birthday-party.html' title='Korbin&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TK6ry0-DWUI/AAAAAAAABB0/HbhDatB4tmw/s72-c/Korbin+invite+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5509268290296207480</id><published>2010-10-01T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:50:09.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korbin is 1!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Korbin's birthday today! He is now a year old! I can't believe it! This year has gone by so fast but I can't believe he has only been with us for a year because I can't imagine our lives without him! He is such a great little boy and he fills our lives with so much happiness. From the day he was born he has been such an easy going kid. He smiles all day long and h is definitely more cuddly than Peyton was, ha ha! He now has 8 teeth and I am pretty sure a couple more are on their way. He has had multiple haircuts now, he has had more in his 1 year of life than Peyton has had in her 3 years! I am not sure how tall he is or how much he weighs we will find out when he goes in for his 1 year check up, but he is a big kid! He is really tall and slender, he is now in 24 month clothes and growing rapidly! He is walking all over the place and he loves to climb on anything that he can. He is not really talking, he babbles all the time but he is not really saying any words yet but I am sure it is coming soon. He loves Peyton and he lives for her to pay attention to him, however he is quickly learning how to push her buttons :-) . I feel bad that we didn't really do anything for his birthday today, we spent almost all day running around and buying stuff for his party on Sunday! Poor kid! But I am way excited for his party and he already discovered the new toys that we bought him and he wants to play with them pretty bad, oops! I am so happy to be Korbin's mom and I am looking forward to watching him grow and learn even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523296068558027202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKawgru2ecI/AAAAAAAAA-k/BVRVW1-LD0A/s320/Korbin+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523296907035817826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKaxRfTiN2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/gEIjdJFda_k/s320/DSCF1432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523297369762461714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKaxsbGKeBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eeaP9xgMaSg/s320/ks+14.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523297719467159538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKayAx2Qr_I/AAAAAAAAA-8/G6nlXhuz6eM/s320/ks+13.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523298510158901922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKayuzZ3MqI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Q9RnRro9x_g/s320/ks+ks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523298790647807602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKay_IToPnI/AAAAAAAAA_U/gEl6rWXjpkg/s320/ks+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523299138983837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKazTZ9aPyI/AAAAAAAAA_c/TOy0IvcwEGQ/s320/DSCF1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523299322590278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKazeF8mNRI/AAAAAAAAA_k/g-2VcbBh-sU/s320/DSCF1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523299753587974370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKaz3LidIOI/AAAAAAAAA_s/8pGss74DDM8/s320/DSCF1693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523300114271238818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKa0MLMC-qI/AAAAAAAAA_0/9P_trqUgf-c/s320/ks+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523300610728068178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKa0pEolBFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/8VfAwfyTD6w/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523300813877948578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKa005bSMKI/AAAAAAAABAE/S2ocCnr47vc/s320/kk12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523301047743091474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKa1CgpFExI/AAAAAAAABAM/rOXdGbt97fA/s320/kk13.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523301513616908194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKa1doKDX6I/AAAAAAAABAU/npYfOVIkTC4/s320/DSCF1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5509268290296207480?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5509268290296207480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5509268290296207480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5509268290296207480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5509268290296207480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/korbin-is-1.html' title='Korbin is 1!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKawgru2ecI/AAAAAAAAA-k/BVRVW1-LD0A/s72-c/Korbin+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7609323994453890156</id><published>2010-09-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:33:56.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>University of Utah Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Saturday we went to the U Of U football game with our friends Andrew and Amber. We had a blast! Dev and I have been to BYU and Utah State games but never to a U of U game. My dad is a die hard BYU fan so I was raised to despise the Utes, ha ha! But I am all for supporting teams that are going to help break up the BCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went out to dinner before the game to P.F. Changs and I seriously love that place! I am not a big Chinese food fan but this place is so good. Dev got the Mongolian Beef and I got the Honey Chicken and they were both awesome, I think I liked Dev's more than mine but they were still both really good. I am hoping to try some new restaurants every time we go out so we can check this one off the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521829738452319586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF65CajfWI/AAAAAAAAA90/BaOs_9670lM/s320/pf.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was the homecoming game and the place was packed, we had to park clear up by the hospital and then walk down to the stadium and the streets were just a sea of people in red! The game was a blowout 56 to 3 but it was still an exciting game. We had a lot of fun watching the people that sat around us too. The was some guy that sat a few rows behind us that was on his feet the entire game and was shouting the weirdest stuff, most of it was drug references so who knows what he was on! We are hoping to go to another game this season, but other than the game against Colorado, the next home games are against TCU and BYU and the ticket prices are CRAZY EXPENSIVE! Holy crap like $195 per ticket for Standing Room Only! So we probably won't make it to another game this year but hopefully next year although the tickets might be even more expensive since they are moving to the Pac-10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521830098153873314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF7N-aFn6I/AAAAAAAAA98/nK1eb2B1_c0/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521830303733984626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF7Z8QNLXI/AAAAAAAAA-E/LK_PM4cHe7c/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521830709422494242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF7xjj4kiI/AAAAAAAAA-M/vzAH_r4b_qo/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have Korbin's birthday coming up on Friday and his party on Sunday that I am super excited for. I know Korbin is oblivious to what is going on but I am super excited! We are hoping to get some family pictures taken in the next couple of weeks and the are LONG overdue, we have not had a family picture taken EVER! Horrible I know! So we need to get one taken! I am enjoying this sort of Indian Summer that we are having but I am kinda looking forward to the colder weather. I bought the kids a bunch of cute fall and winter clothes so I am excited for them to wear all the stuff I bought but when it is 90 degrees out they can't! I will be posting again later in the week for Korbin's birthday and his party, and we finally got a new digital camera so that means more pictures! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521830986390684354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF8BrWPwsI/AAAAAAAAA-U/k10m57fMufU/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521831198857285266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF8OC2OzpI/AAAAAAAAA-c/gmtnHMlUQq0/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7609323994453890156?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7609323994453890156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7609323994453890156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7609323994453890156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7609323994453890156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/university-of-utah-game.html' title='University of Utah Game'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TKF65CajfWI/AAAAAAAAA90/BaOs_9670lM/s72-c/pf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-138273055925744379</id><published>2010-09-16T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:08:35.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton is now 3 years old and I can't believe it!! A month ago if we asked her what she wanted for her birthday all she would say was "I want a Car's cake!" So we figured she would want a Car's themed party, but a couple weeks ago she changed her mind completely! She is now obsessed with the Disney Princesses, &lt;u&gt;OBSESSED&lt;/u&gt;! So we switched gears and had a Princess party. We just had family over to the house and had a BBQ an cake and ice cream and presents. Peyton got a bunch of new clothes for fall/winter, a couple of princess dress up outfits, a bunch of dress up jewelry, some princess toys, and some brand new princess panties (she no longer likes to wear her slightly older princess panties only the new ones). She had a lot of fun being with the family and playing with her new toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still amazed that she is 3 years old, she has grown up so fast. It feels like just yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital. She brings our family so much happiness and just pure pure joy. She is up and running and is busy from the second she wakes up to the time she finally too tired at night to stay up any longer. This little fireball tests my patience daily, she loves to push my buttons as far as she thinks she can and when I am ready to crack she says something so funny that it is impossible to stay mad at her. She says the funniest things and she is such a social butterfly. I love being her mom and I am so so thankful that she is a part of our lives, and as big of a handful as she can be I wouldn't change a thing. We love you Peanut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517757868791193250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TJMDjB3qXqI/AAAAAAAAA9U/YUOOiD0mABA/s320/cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Here is her cake, this thing took forever! I am happy with how it turned out but if I had all the right tools it would have been better but Peyton loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517758033809890082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TJMDsonL2yI/AAAAAAAAA9c/KoFfAG71ZKg/s320/pp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Showing off some of her new presents. She really is happy about them she was just pretty tired when I took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517758204468596130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TJMD2kXZDaI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VTii8-veQt0/s320/pp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Still wearing her crown the next morning at breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517758456639163842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TJMEFPxijcI/AAAAAAAAA9s/nnEQj9jN2Pw/s320/mess.bmp" border="0" /&gt;This is what I see pretty much everyday when I open her door, she is out of control :-)&lt;br /&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/5509404288844430482-138273055925744379?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/138273055925744379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=138273055925744379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/138273055925744379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/138273055925744379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/shes-3.html' title='She&apos;s 3!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TJMDjB3qXqI/AAAAAAAAA9U/YUOOiD0mABA/s72-c/cake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4540263289893559538</id><published>2010-09-03T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:46:01.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 3rd....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elizabeth Hope Sorensen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;September 3, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512899190644733202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TIHAmvTq9RI/AAAAAAAAA9M/8gD4zxrMd94/s320/DSCF0707.JPG" border="0" /&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/5509404288844430482-4540263289893559538?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4540263289893559538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4540263289893559538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4540263289893559538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4540263289893559538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-3rd.html' title='September 3rd....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TIHAmvTq9RI/AAAAAAAAA9M/8gD4zxrMd94/s72-c/DSCF0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6722137411595207405</id><published>2010-08-23T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:23:28.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this Boy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this kid, and I can't believe how big he is already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508826170473212210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THNINwxuaTI/AAAAAAAAA80/LFe79tCyFR4/s320/DSCF1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508827020965265090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THNI_RG1PsI/AAAAAAAAA88/1yF1RdvyDp8/s320/DSCF1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5509404288844430482-6722137411595207405?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6722137411595207405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6722137411595207405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6722137411595207405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6722137411595207405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-this-boy.html' title='Love this Boy!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THNINwxuaTI/AAAAAAAAA80/LFe79tCyFR4/s72-c/DSCF1882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1278315406779671632</id><published>2010-08-22T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:58:53.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the summer go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer has gone by so fast!! I can't believe that it is almost September!! I have royally sucked at keeping up at posting this summer but we have been busy doing so many fun things! Our camera died a couple weeks ago, major bummer, so I have been taking pictures on my phone but we are buying a new one soon. This is the first summer in 3 years that I haven't been pregnant so I have been enjoying every minute of it! We have gone to Pineview a few times, the zoo, lots of shopping and walks in the park and tons of swimming! We started the summer with Dev working back in Logan at his uncles furniture store and he has now switched jobs and is working at R C Willey. He works at the ginormous distribution center by the airport and he does deliveries in downtown SLC. He started a little over a month ago and so far he is loving it! We are hoping to get all of our debt paid off and get Dev enrolled in school by the first of next year. We paid our car off last month and it is so awesome not having that car payment anymore!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deven and I had our 5 year anniversary on the 13th and we actually got to really celebrate it this year! Every other year we have always been busy with work so we only got to go out to dinner. But this year we went up to Park City, for a night and it was so nice to get away even if it was only for one night. We went to dinner at this totally awesome BBQ place on Main St. in Park City called Bandits, seriously the best dinner I have had in a long long time. We walked Main St. and then went swimming and the next morning we got up and headed to the outlets to do some shopping. It was a nice quick trip and we will definitely be doing it again! I can't believe we have been married for 5 years already! It went by so fast and our lives have changed so much. We have been through a lot the last 5 years but I am honestly more in love with Dev now than I ever hoped I could be! He is such an amazing husband and father and I am so so lucky to have him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our kids are doing awesome! They are keeping us super busy and we just love them so much! Peyton will be 3 on the 5th and I can't believe that she is going to that old already. Where has the time gone! She has grown up so much in the last year. She was a little tomboyish to start of the year but now she is liking princesses and dress up a lot more than before! So we are going to go with a princess theme for her birthday and hopefully she likes it! She is so busy all the time, she always finds ways to entertain herself and is constantly running around. It's almost impossible to get a picture of her because she doesn't like to stop what she is doing to pose for a picture! Korbin is now 10 almost 11 months old and he is also a busy little man! He is crawling all over the place and pulling himself up onto everything he can. Peyton was walking by this time but Korbin is not really showing any interest in it yet. He will stand up all on his own but he won't take any steps. He is into everything and loves to play with Peyton and the dogs. He is the happiest little kid and is always smiling and laughing. He now has 8 teeth, 4 on bottom and 4 on top, he is still tall and skinny and has the longest fingers and toes. I am really looking forward to both of the kids' birthdays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been enjoying our summer and I love the warm weather but I am getting excited for fall. I am excited for football, and baseball playoffs, Halloween and all the fun activities that fall time brings! Hope everyone is enjoying the last days of summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508493822338067730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THIZ8jfk7RI/AAAAAAAAA8U/nkqdoPUCdJU/s320/kk12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Korbin at the zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508493993498067554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THIaGhHTQmI/AAAAAAAAA8c/oUOTtyc_dGQ/s320/peanut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peyton and her crazy self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508494160051952386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THIaQNk12wI/AAAAAAAAA8k/hDQ7mZ3mJo8/s320/kk13.bmp" border="0" /&gt;He is a little ham for the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508494239730115394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THIaU2ZmI0I/AAAAAAAAA8s/oBds2CFYLks/s320/peanut+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep, she is giving me attitude about taking her picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1278315406779671632?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1278315406779671632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1278315406779671632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1278315406779671632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1278315406779671632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-did-summer-go.html' title='Where did the summer go?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/THIZ8jfk7RI/AAAAAAAAA8U/nkqdoPUCdJU/s72-c/kk12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3208011087837262480</id><published>2010-07-25T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:49:42.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pineview and Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been having a great summer so far and we have been spending a lot of time outside. I took the kids up to Pineview with our friends Andrew and Amber and their kids a few weeks ago. Peyton loves it up there, she plays in the water and up on the beach building sandcastles and couldn't be happier. Korbin spends most of the time in his pack and play still because he loves to eat the sand, gross I know, or he goes out into the water with me. We went up again this weekend but I didn't get any pictures so these are all of the last time I went up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0CH-2KEKI/AAAAAAAAA8I/t0xuk7zvf_s/s1600/DSCF1854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498053056241733794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0CH-2KEKI/AAAAAAAAA8I/t0xuk7zvf_s/s320/DSCF1854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so pretty up there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0ByWGm5AI/AAAAAAAAA8A/vg_xtZUEdBQ/s1600/DSCF1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498052684527625218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0ByWGm5AI/AAAAAAAAA8A/vg_xtZUEdBQ/s320/DSCF1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Korbin and Austen hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0BjPPaLaI/AAAAAAAAA74/GIWzZyKmJZ0/s1600/DSCF1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498052424987454882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0BjPPaLaI/AAAAAAAAA74/GIWzZyKmJZ0/s320/DSCF1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Korbin getting ready to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0BZ_djKnI/AAAAAAAAA7w/1Pvs07vXnfY/s1600/DSCF1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498052266132974194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0BZ_djKnI/AAAAAAAAA7w/1Pvs07vXnfY/s320/DSCF1851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peyton playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0A-68rcNI/AAAAAAAAA7o/i-7H023GvcM/s1600/DSCF1850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498051801064894674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0A-68rcNI/AAAAAAAAA7o/i-7H023GvcM/s320/DSCF1850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peyton and Addy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AnlXdxfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/IfShdbmnskQ/s1600/DSCF1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498051400134673906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AnlXdxfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/IfShdbmnskQ/s320/DSCF1848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Korbin wanting to come out and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been taking the kids to some fireworks shows. We went to the Harrisville fireworks up at Weber High and it was Korbin's first time seeing a big fireworks display and we were anxious to see how he would react. He did awesome! He jumped a mile when the first one went off but once he saw the light that they made he was fine and just stared up into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AYUjJGQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/AjLewo4FRzQ/s1600/DSCF1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498051137922210050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AYUjJGQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/AjLewo4FRzQ/s320/DSCF1845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with some glow sticks before the fireworks start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AJ9w_5WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/GX55T9FTVKM/s1600/DSCF1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498050891288143202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0AJ9w_5WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/GX55T9FTVKM/s320/DSCF1843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peyton showing off her popsicle.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3208011087837262480?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3208011087837262480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3208011087837262480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3208011087837262480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3208011087837262480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/pineview-and-fireworks.html' title='Pineview and Fireworks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TE0CH-2KEKI/AAAAAAAAA8I/t0xuk7zvf_s/s72-c/DSCF1854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7529218799248846657</id><published>2010-07-25T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:24:00.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korbin's 2nd Haircut</title><content type='html'>Korbin got his haircut for the 2nd time a few weeks ago and I am getting ready to take him back in for his 3rd! His hair grows so so fast! Instead of having Hollee come up to the house and cut it I took him down to her salon. He wasn't sure what to make of it but he did really well and he looked so cute in the super small cape Hollee had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz-dvtDa2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/rOTk9kWaSSs/s1600/DSCF1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498049032087628642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz-dvtDa2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/rOTk9kWaSSs/s320/DSCF1842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keeping him distracted with a comb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz-QIy0qVI/AAAAAAAAA7A/JOhABp_beEU/s1600/DSCF1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498048798304545106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz-QIy0qVI/AAAAAAAAA7A/JOhABp_beEU/s320/DSCF1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7529218799248846657?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7529218799248846657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7529218799248846657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7529218799248846657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7529218799248846657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/korbins-2nd-haircut.html' title='Korbin&apos;s 2nd Haircut'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz-dvtDa2I/AAAAAAAAA7I/rOTk9kWaSSs/s72-c/DSCF1842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4762303594736068372</id><published>2010-07-25T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:16:21.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming with the Boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that my older sister Darcy has a little boy that is only a few weeks older than Korbin! It is so much fun watching them interact with each other and discover new things. So this summer we have had a lot of fun watching them play in the pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz89d4OSxI/AAAAAAAAA64/aYKfM_laMDg/s1600/DSCF1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498047378035198738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz89d4OSxI/AAAAAAAAA64/aYKfM_laMDg/s320/DSCF1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Splashing around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz8qzNg1yI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IWl10e2dgQo/s1600/DSCF1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498047057344124706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz8qzNg1yI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IWl10e2dgQo/s320/DSCF1836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam is so great at posing for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz8ZJALDYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/jcuex36QMlo/s1600/DSCF1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498046753956105602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz8ZJALDYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/jcuex36QMlo/s320/DSCF1839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute chubby boys!&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/5509404288844430482-4762303594736068372?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4762303594736068372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4762303594736068372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4762303594736068372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4762303594736068372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/swimming-with-boys.html' title='Swimming with the Boys...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TEz89d4OSxI/AAAAAAAAA64/aYKfM_laMDg/s72-c/DSCF1838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6108871348278517904</id><published>2010-07-19T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:06:23.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Posts are Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have lots and lots of pictures to post and stuff to catch up on and it's coming! I lost my cord to my camera to get the pictures onto my computer :( but I will get them uploaded soon. We are all doing well and Peyton and Korbin are keeping us as busy as ever, and Deven has started a new job so we have a lot of exciting stuff going on!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6108871348278517904?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6108871348278517904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6108871348278517904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6108871348278517904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6108871348278517904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-posts-are-coming.html' title='More Posts are Coming!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3867690465990898568</id><published>2010-06-10T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:57:38.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend we went camping with our friends up to Pineview. This was the first time that we have taken the kids camping and the first time I had gone camping since high school! I was really nervous about how the kids would handle everything but they did great! We went with our friends Andrew and Amber and their 2 kids. Dev has known Andrew since high school and he was the best man at their wedding. They have a little girl, Addison who is 6 months older than Peyton and a little boy, Austen who is 6 weeks older than Korbin so its perfect! Peyton absolutely adores Addison so she was so excited to go camping and spend the weekend with her. Andrew and Amber brought their camper and their 2 wave runners, and we were in a tent in the same campsite. The weather was perfect, not too hot and not too cold and the girls ran around and picked up pine cones and flowers, and became friends with a little girl a few campsites over. We went down to the lake both days we were there and Peyton loved it! She loved playing on the beach and splashing through the water. Dev and I both tried to take her out on the wave runners a couple of times but she wanted nothing to do with it. I don't know if she was scared or if she just wanted to do her own thing and play on the beach, we'll have to try again some other time and see if she'll like it. Korbin was just happy to be there, he is not old enough yet to really understand when we go different places, as long as he is full, has toys or someone to play with he is good to go. The night in the tent go a little interesting, Korbin was out all night long so he did great. Peyton slept for maybe an hour and then she woke up got scared and slept with me and Dev the rest of the night, and our air mattress had a hole in it so we all pretty much slept on the ground, except for Korbin who was in his pack'n'play. So next time we go we will need to make sure and get a different air mattress. But we had a lot of fun hanging out at the lake and around the fire and we will for sure be doing it a few more times this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481351454581479250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGsG0NmV1I/AAAAAAAAA4w/uy2sCeNnEQk/s320/DSCF1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481351680079973906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGsT8QoThI/AAAAAAAAA44/um83Gj4MkMw/s320/DSCF1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Korbin passed out for a nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481351828458343282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGsclAyi3I/AAAAAAAAA5A/r8y1EUVP4vg/s320/DSCF1777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton and Addison playing in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481352020076356466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGsnu2FY3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/wEvqRpDExAg/s320/DSCF1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbin and Austen hanging out at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481352221635321314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGszdtfHeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/ZeZWpyVo9c8/s320/DSCF1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go out on the lake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481352534826093794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGtFsb_DOI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Qb2Cdrwb6Sw/s320/DSCF1789.JPG" border="0" /&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;p align="center"&gt;Deven and Peyton playing in the lake...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago Korbin got his first hair cut, Peyton didn't get her first hair cut until the day I had Korbin so these kids are so different! His hair has grown so fast that he is almost needs his second hair cut already! He did really well and Hollee was so great at getting it done really quickly before he started to freak out. It turned out so so cute and he looked like a completely different kid and so much older. It's crazy what a simple hair cut will do to change the way someone looks. We also had my sister Darcy and her hubby Thomas over a few weeks ago to roast marshmallows and make smores. Peyton loves playing with her cousin Haley, and Korbin and Adam are only 7 weeks apart so it is so much fun to watch them grow up together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481353041126572594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGtjKjbQjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/4sR7cZNTBmQ/s320/DSCF1717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before the haircut...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481352806744590962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGtVhaaCnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/PrBDQcAgzKg/s320/DSCF1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watching Hollee get all the stuff  ready...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481353359262035698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGt1rs1LvI/AAAAAAAAA54/K8JCA_7uIRE/s320/DSCF1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking a little nervous...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354021166894722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGucNfPzoI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Jb8x1rS_ysw/s320/DSCF1731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the haircut....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481353177555919618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGtrGyt4wI/AAAAAAAAA5w/nKQjxir-qa8/s320/DSCF1716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute little Adam!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354232285650594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGuof94XqI/AAAAAAAAA6I/n_EteMMAQqQ/s320/DSCF1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love those cheeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354517217247282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGu5Fa3gDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/wtapgnfW7iU/s320/DSCF1736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korbin enjoying the outside...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354722476627474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGvFCEhFhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/RTz59hUlf6Q/s320/DSCF1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The boys..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3867690465990898568?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3867690465990898568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3867690465990898568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3867690465990898568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3867690465990898568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/06/camping.html' title='Camping...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/TBGsG0NmV1I/AAAAAAAAA4w/uy2sCeNnEQk/s72-c/DSCF1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6148459908157019459</id><published>2010-05-15T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:25:11.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Weather!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so glad that the weather is so nice today! It's about time!! Hopefully it sticks around for awhile because this whole back and forth with sunny days and rainy days is driving me, the kids and the dogs crazy! I think we are all ready for summer. The kids had a nasty cold the past couple of weeks, which they so kindly passed on to me so we have been staying at home for the past little while. Korbin probably had it the worst out of all of us, poor kid, he was already pretty congested from teething so when the cold hit it was like opening the flood gates! Snot galore, it was nasty! But thankfully the kids seem to be over it and the weather is getting nicer so we are spending more time outside. Peyton will spend all day outside, she won't even come in for lunch she insists on eating it out on the picnic table. So her and the dogs hang out in the backyard all day and get dirty and run around, which makes her super tired so she sleeps like a rock at night, which is awesome! Korbin likes to sit in the grass and pull up handfuls of it and it automatically goes into his mouth, so I am constantly grabbing it away from him. Every Sunday we take the kids down to the Jensen Nature Park down in Syracuse, they love it! We take Winnie with us and she gets to run around off of her leash. We would take Gus but seriously he is the biggest spazz when he is on his leash, he starts to hyperventilate and makes weird noises so we just leave him at home so he doesn't have an anxiety attack or something :-) ! Korbin went in to get his head scanned the other day, he is making amazing progress! He has to wear it 23 hours a day until the first of June and then it comes off! He almost got it off at his last appt. but the Dr. likes to leave it on until he gets to 8 months so one month left! His head looks awesome, the Dr. has never seen a kids head change shape as much as Korbin's has, so as much as I have hated having to put a helmet on him I am so happy that it has worked so well. We are looking forward to BBQ'S, swimming and maybe even some camping this summer! Hope everyone is enjoying the weather! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471649473334342274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-80NLmL8oI/AAAAAAAAA3g/HU-kU2ZeCec/s320/Korbin+scan+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Korbin's latest head scan. I am not sure how to get it any bigger :( . But the inner circle is the first scan that Korbin had right before he got the helmet and the outer circle is the scan he got just the other day. So his head has changed a ton!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471650558762181906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-81MXIWZRI/AAAAAAAAA3o/PNTLn8w6iv0/s320/DSCF1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471650792835550738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-81Z_HyjhI/AAAAAAAAA3w/lSmtyao7E0I/s320/DSCF1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471653561774143570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-837KOMeFI/AAAAAAAAA34/l8U1LjWj9ck/s320/DSCF1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471654239103948770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-84ileNF-I/AAAAAAAAA4A/Uata9dC6o3w/s320/DSCF1698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471654432632636738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-84t2bChUI/AAAAAAAAA4I/AO03EqV4wDA/s320/DSCF1700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471654594614951666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-843R2ofvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/MeIy_UcYMoA/s320/DSCF1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/5509404288844430482-6148459908157019459?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6148459908157019459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6148459908157019459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6148459908157019459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6148459908157019459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/warm-weather.html' title='Warm Weather!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S-80NLmL8oI/AAAAAAAAA3g/HU-kU2ZeCec/s72-c/Korbin+scan+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2236811245987256934</id><published>2010-04-19T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:15:13.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Animal Days, Potty Training, 6 months! (Warning: long post!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a crazy couple of weeks it feels like! First off I am loving this weather! I love springtime, and it has been so nice being able to let Peyton go outside and get some her of energy out! I could do without the nice sunny weather one day and then snow the next but we live in Utah so I guess it comes with the territory. On the 1st of this month Korbin turned 6 months old!! Crazy! Time is seriously just flying by. He had his 6 month check up and he is still growing like crazy. He is in the 98% for his height at 29 inches, 58% for weight at 18 lbs and 91% for head circumference at 45.5 cm. He is only a pound lighter at 6 months than Peyton was at her 1 year checkup! So the difference in size between the 2 of them is crazy, he seriously might pass her up by the time he is a year old! He is such a sweet little guy, he likes to snuggle and he is always so so happy! He has been a little bit grouchy lately but he is currently getting 6 teeth!! 4 up top and 2 (so far) on the bottom. So I don't blame him. He is doing really well with his helmet and the difference that it has made in just one month is incredible. I need to scan in the picture that I got from the Dr.'s office because it shows the difference a lot better than just a profile picture would. He is hopefully going to get it off around the first of June which is good because even with weather being only in the 70's he gets so hot while he wears it. He is sitting up on his own and I am sure he will be crawling soon so the baby gates will have to go back up. He is growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069387472086050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80rKyrPJCI/AAAAAAAAA1o/xgiVURTA21Y/s320/DSCF1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Showing off his new bottom teeth, poor kid has a permanent case of helmet hair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462069698006750818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80rc3geFmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/IAi_kJHqSvM/s320/DSCF1675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not quite sure if he likes the swing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last weekend we went up to Logan with some of our friends and took the kids to Baby Animal Days. We took Peyton last year and she loved it so we knew that we would have to bring her back this year. She had tons of fun running around and petting every animal she could get her hands on. I think her favorite were the baby cows, she just walked right up and plopped down beside them, I am sure she was thinking they were just like her dogs at home. She wasn't such a fan of holding the baby chicks, she didn't like the feel of their feet on her hands. It's probably a good thing she isn't really good at the whole being soft thing. She rode on the train and on a pony and jut had a blast going from exhibit to exhibit. My favorite were the baby bears, they were so so cute, never mind their razor sharp claws that would scratch out your eyeballs, they were cute and I just wanted to take one home! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462072359781540306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80t3zZCIdI/AAAAAAAAA14/bhVtdAzIL_I/s320/DSCF1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute baby goat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462072962072328146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80ua3GWN9I/AAAAAAAAA2A/kSts12PqWiM/s320/DSCF1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Petting the cow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462073151305414274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80ul4DB9oI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Ng9c5nTlSik/s320/DSCF1637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Korbin just enjoying himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462073470640456930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80u4dqcBOI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/hZDXYcGwJos/s320/DSCF1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dev trying to coax Peyton over to pet the baby chick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462073692173985874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80vFW8JaFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JB5bu9XxdLM/s320/DSCF1649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462073897769224530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80vRU13yVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/gPDG-Z86MhE/s320/DSCF1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;SO CUTE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462074095042656562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80vczvheTI/AAAAAAAAA2o/j3eshjLt3pU/s320/DSCF1663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton riding the pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago today, we started potty training Peyton. We had tried a few months ago with no success so we stopped for awhile and since the weather is warmer and I don't care if she runs around the house in just her underwear we decided to try it again. I was really dreading it and I thought she was going to fight me the whole way. Boy was I wrong. She had a couple of accidents the first day but ever since then she has had NONE! Holy crap this was a piece of cake. For incentive to go on the potty I took an old diaper box wrapped it in some girly wrapping paper and went to Target and raided the $1 deals section. Every time she went potty she got to pick a prize out of her Potty Prize Box. I was pretty impressed with the stuff I found in the $1 section and Peyton loves it! She loves wearing her princess or lady bug panties and I am so so proud of her for doing so well! She still wears a diaper at night, for some reason both my kids seriously pee like a gallon a night so if that grosses anyone out, so we will wait until she can wake up with a dry diaper before we ease into night time potty training. But I am happy that she took to it so well and she seems to be quite proud of herself! The only downside to this is now she doesn't have that extra bulkiness of the diaper to keep her pants held up better and we got her the smallest size underwear we could find and they still are super loose on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462081607482621810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S802SFwyP3I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/386CkD8_FSA/s320/DSCF1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her potty prize box, as you can see it is pretty empty, I will have to go refill it here pretty soon. I tried to get a picture of her in her new underwear but she does not like to sit still long enough for me to get a picture!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462080527596317522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S801TO3061I/AAAAAAAAA24/VlVgVwWWeYg/s320/DSCF1665.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Winnie giving me a dirty look for waking her up to get a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462080661486878514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S801bBp0vzI/AAAAAAAAA3A/HVT_KuTfadU/s320/DSCF1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gus doesn't mind though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462080859955223442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S801mlAXW5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/BoODVgft87M/s320/DSCF1667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton playing in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are looking forward to the rest of spring and all the fun things that warmer weather brings! &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/5509404288844430482-2236811245987256934?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2236811245987256934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2236811245987256934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2236811245987256934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2236811245987256934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-animal-days-potty-training-6.html' title='Baby Animal Days, Potty Training, 6 months! (Warning: long post!)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S80rKyrPJCI/AAAAAAAAA1o/xgiVURTA21Y/s72-c/DSCF1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-328704096574891146</id><published>2010-04-06T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:24:20.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an awesome Easter and we hope everyone else did too! Last Monday March 30th Dev had the day off so we decided to take the kids to Hogle Zoo. The weather was supposed to be nice and warm and it was warmer that usual but it was pretty windy :( . But we still had a lot of fun. Two of Peyton's absolute favorite people came with us, Hollee and Bryan of course! Peyton is more interested in the animals every time we go, but she has the shortest attention span so she is running from animal to animal to see what is going on. Korbin is just happy to be along for the ride. We spent a lot of time looking at the baby elephant Zuri. She is the cutest thing I have ever seen, I could seriously watch her all day! Peyton's favorite part was probably when we took her to playground, she went down the slide over and over again. We got a zoo pass last year for Peyton's birthday and we haven't used it a lot since we bought it but now that the weather is getting warmer, (except for last night and today with all of this snow :( ), we can hopefully go a whole bunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457176052447498834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vItNLm0lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/8nmkBBmKyFY/s320/DSCF1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korbin just hanging out in the stroller &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457174527828365810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vHUdiFEfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/f-UtaYFxRLc/s320/DSCF1591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457174821597230578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vHlj6CNfI/AAAAAAAAA0I/gffO98-51TE/s320/DSCF1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A gorilla butt :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175005931149170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vHwSmql3I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/rYPUBYL7ang/s320/DSCF1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she so cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175215605769170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vH8fs_Y9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/0s-nKGzBacQ/s320/DSCF1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton and Daddy looking at the prairie dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175716966132194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vIZranaeI/AAAAAAAAA0g/VD_IliPqagQ/s320/DSCF1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going down the slide for probably the 100th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Easter weekend we didn't do a whole bunch. Dev had to work on Saturday so I took the kids over to my sister and brother in laws house to color eggs and have an egg hunt. Peyton loves Thom, Darcy, Haley and Adam and she is always asking to go over to their house so she was really excited! Korbin and Adam are only 7 weeks apart so they like to roll around with each other and grab hands. Once Dev got home we went over to our friends Andrew and Amber's house for a BBQ. They have a little girl who is only 6 months older than Peyton and a little boy who is only 6 weeks older than Korbin so it's a lot of fun getting together because our kids are the same age. On Easter Sunday Peyton woke up and came upstairs and found her stuff from the Easter Bunny. She got a ton of books this year! My mom is a school teacher so she always brings home tons of book orders so between what Dev and I bought her and my parents she added quite a bit to her little library. Her favorite book's right now are the "How does a dinosaur..." series by Jane Yolen and Mark Teague. So she got a whole bunch of those, and a bunch of animal books. We went over to Hollee and Bryan's for dinner and Hollee made her very first turkey! It was delicious! We dyed some more eggs and Peyton went out in the backyard and found them all. It was a nice relaxing weekend and we are looking forward to next weekend when we are going up to Logan for Baby Animal Days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457179909539155538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vMNt96zlI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ojn52FLD1f0/s320/DSCF1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton and Haley playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457180127237022626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vMaY9Io6I/AAAAAAAAA04/GG0vxc1ED90/s320/DSCF1618.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Korbin enjoying a minute without his helmet on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457182552933853298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vOnlYU6HI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/zYLpA49mHk0/s320/dino.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of Peyton's favorite books. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457180498186290658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vMv-2VReI/AAAAAAAAA1A/F6_mBCiUGqk/s320/DSCF1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton looking for eggs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457180917611514514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vNIZVGSpI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/xBPR_SM4PtM/s320/DSCF1628.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton gathering her eggs. She would pick them up and then throw them into her basket as hard as she could so they were all pretty much broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-328704096574891146?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/328704096574891146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=328704096574891146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/328704096574891146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/328704096574891146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-and-zoo.html' title='Easter and the Zoo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S7vItNLm0lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/8nmkBBmKyFY/s72-c/DSCF1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1357985354527049481</id><published>2010-03-22T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:59:53.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last Saturday my sister-in-law Hollee and I threw a baby shower for one of my very best friends Amy. I have known Amy since high school and our jr. year we had one semester where we had 7 of our 8 classes together! She is having her first baby in a little over a month and she is having a little girl and I am beyond excited for her! She has been through so much so when I found out she was pregnant I knew that I wanted to throw a big flippin awesome shower! I think we did a pretty good job. I am really excited for Amy to have her baby so I can buy her little girl all sorts of cute clothes and fun toys, I love shopping for baby's! Thank you so so much Hollee for all of your help and for letting us use all of your awesome wedding decorations! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fW5sbjRTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dTMRawwfi64/s1600-h/DSCF1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451562160622880050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fW5sbjRTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dTMRawwfi64/s320/DSCF1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The food! We made chicken salad sandwiches, rice krispy treats drizzled with chocolate, cupcakes, and fruit kabobs. I think it's going to be awhile before Hollee and I want to eat any chicken salad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561605872029058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWZZ0pDYI/AAAAAAAAAzI/tVPduav547o/s320/DSCF1556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWyR3lBLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/OemIxAoSKqE/s1600-h/DSCF1561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451562033233593522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWyR3lBLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/OemIxAoSKqE/s320/DSCF1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gift table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWqKqvGII/AAAAAAAAAzY/a6gh_N3siXI/s1600-h/DSCF1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561893861726338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWqKqvGII/AAAAAAAAAzY/a6gh_N3siXI/s320/DSCF1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lemonade table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWisjQXDI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/dlsEQSL2uCg/s1600-h/DSCF1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561765518203954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWisjQXDI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/dlsEQSL2uCg/s320/DSCF1557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amy opening some of her gifts, she got a ton of cute stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWRGAxroI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UF4FLW3_35E/s1600-h/DSCF1555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561463115263618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWRGAxroI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UF4FLW3_35E/s320/DSCF1555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWIlp3nAI/AAAAAAAAAy4/0GyaRdSDuFA/s1600-h/DSCF1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561316990295042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWIlp3nAI/AAAAAAAAAy4/0GyaRdSDuFA/s320/DSCF1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWBGGEp8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EIBAP24ELc8/s1600-h/DSCF1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561188259571650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fWBGGEp8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/EIBAP24ELc8/s320/DSCF1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Centerpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fV5kUisRI/AAAAAAAAAyo/R0unTtnWisc/s1600-h/DSCF1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451561058934370578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fV5kUisRI/AAAAAAAAAyo/R0unTtnWisc/s320/DSCF1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Centerpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVx2x_qsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rTdgo50cnng/s1600-h/DSCF1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451560926450789058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVx2x_qsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rTdgo50cnng/s320/DSCF1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Centerpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVo7UA59I/AAAAAAAAAyY/tEJ97B6NVxQ/s1600-h/DSCF1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451560773048395730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVo7UA59I/AAAAAAAAAyY/tEJ97B6NVxQ/s320/DSCF1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Centerpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVfcxmBxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/wBsnvjUV82w/s1600-h/DSCF1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451560610232141586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVfcxmBxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/wBsnvjUV82w/s320/DSCF1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A view of the room before people started showing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVWRHdyMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/qqIPn1tMMLU/s1600-h/DSCF1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451560452483827906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVWRHdyMI/AAAAAAAAAyI/qqIPn1tMMLU/s320/DSCF1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to attempt to make a diaper cake as our gift to Amy. I never realized how difficult they are to make, this thing took forever! But there are over 200 diapers in this bad boy and I am pretty dang happy with how it turned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVHWZ8MUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_-pR8sebhtk/s1600-h/DSCF1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451560196205457730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fVHWZ8MUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/_-pR8sebhtk/s320/DSCF1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The favor table, we made cherry and watermelon homemade suckers.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1357985354527049481?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1357985354527049481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1357985354527049481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1357985354527049481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1357985354527049481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6fW5sbjRTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dTMRawwfi64/s72-c/DSCF1562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6942284180566874798</id><published>2010-03-22T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:26:11.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Korbin's Helmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been about 2 weeks since Korbin started wearing the helmet and I could not have asked for an easier time. Korbin is the most laid back kid, he honestly could care less that he has to wear the helmet and the only time he ever really notices that it is there is when we have to hold him still to take it on or off. I was so worried that he was going to hate it and he wouldn't be able to sleep at night or he was going to be miserable for the few months that he has to wear it but we are not having any problems at all!! He sleeps just fine and he still as happy as he was before. He goes back in about 2 weeks to get his head re-scanned to see how much difference that helmet is making in his head shape. But I don't need a scan to tell me tat it is helping. I can see a difference already when I take it off during the day. It has helped a ton already in the short time that it has been on. He has it on for 23 hours a day and I take it off for an hour to give him a bath and to clean out the inside of the helmet. He is still able to roll around and do whatever he wants, he can't quite sit up on his own because he is a little top heavy with it on and his balance is not that great yet but we are working on it. Hopefully the progress keeps up and he can get it off soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524469587586562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6e0nyYeLgI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/U-ijUWwa_R8/s320/DSCF1536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The back of his head has started to round out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451524832762757394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6e087ULgRI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QjcPScxsShs/s320/DSCF1538.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ordered some decals to decorate it. His name is spelled out across one side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451525094878099826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6e1MLxWOXI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5m2NctZJ2a0/s320/DSCF1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The front has Derek Jeter's number with baseball bats on either side. (Ignore the extreme amounts of drool, he is teething :( )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451525294866965426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6e1X0yaI7I/AAAAAAAAAxo/s4YqFw1V5wc/s320/DSCF1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The back has the New York Yankees logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6942284180566874798?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6942284180566874798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6942284180566874798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6942284180566874798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6942284180566874798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/update-on-korbins-helmet.html' title='Update on Korbin&apos;s Helmet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S6e0nyYeLgI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/U-ijUWwa_R8/s72-c/DSCF1536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3096225829463362194</id><published>2010-03-04T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:09:43.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Pre-Helmet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to be posting some pictures every week of the progress Korbin's head shape is making while he is wearing his helmet. We took him in last week to get his head scanned so that they could get his helmet made. The helmet came in today so I am taking him back down tomorrow to get it fitted and we will go from there. Hopefully he will only have to wear it for 3 months which will put us at the beginning of June. We will start off with only putting the helmet on for a few hours a day and work our way up to the full 23. I feel so bad that he has to wear this stinkin thing all day long, but at least he will get it off before it gets too hot. So I took some pictures tonight that to show his current head shape and I will post more as the weeks go by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445006063360199650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S5CMKm5uy-I/AAAAAAAAAww/T15GIstiOVo/s320/DSCF1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He wasn't cooperating very well so we did the best we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445006193742668514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S5CMSMnVYuI/AAAAAAAAAw4/AVWIykwuZZw/s320/DSCF1516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture shows how flat it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also every few weeks when I take him back in to get the helmet adjusted they will rescan his head so I will upload those pictures as well. Tomorrow once I get the helmet I will order everything that I need to get it decorated! I just hope he adjusts to it fairly quick, I am sure it is not going to be very comfortable to wear but it is for the best in the long run! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures just for fun!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445008668001777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S5COiN8rN2I/AAAAAAAAAxA/w3ACuNd6waE/s320/DSCF1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korbin's sweet bomber jacket that he got for Christmas. I love this little guy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445009101837873554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S5CO7eHQsZI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DZJdCANuVKE/s320/DSCF1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This little girl can have me pulling my hair out one second and and laughing like crazy the next! Knock on wood but I think the worst of the terrible 2's is over and really it wasn't too horrible. Her obsession with Disney's Car's has reached new levels. We watch the movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , it's crazy! Also she has quite the collection of toy car's she almost has every single character from the movie and she sleeps with them every night. No Disney Princesses, just cars but she still needs her finger nails painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3096225829463362194?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3096225829463362194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3096225829463362194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3096225829463362194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3096225829463362194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/pictures-pre-helmet.html' title='Pictures Pre-Helmet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S5CMKm5uy-I/AAAAAAAAAww/T15GIstiOVo/s72-c/DSCF1519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-9034049646312163556</id><published>2010-02-23T22:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:26:50.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Flippin' Excited!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so in my last post I mentioned that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; was going to need to wear a helmet for a few months to correct the flat spot on the back of his head. Well I am not going to lie I have been dreading it, BIG TIME! As horrible as this is going to sound one of my biggest concerns, besides worrying about it causing any discomfort to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; or delaying any of his development, was what other people were going to think when they saw him in it. I know it is very shallow and vain of me but I have been worried about it. Well tomorrow I am taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; in to get his head scanned and measured so that his helmet can be made, and in 10 days we should have it. I have been looking all over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for ideas on how to decorate his helmet to make it cute and not so weird looking and I have just found the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;absolute&lt;/span&gt; greatest site in the world for this!!! I am so excited now, seriously I am kinda excited to get this helmet process started! The site is &lt;a href="http://www.blingyourband.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;blingyourband&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; first of all LOVE the name, and second, look at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; cute designs! I am going to keep the design that we are going to use for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Korbin's&lt;/span&gt; helmet a secret until we get it, but I am sure some of you can guess what we are going to go with. It shouldn't be too hard :) . So I am hoping that with his helmet all decorated instead of getting weird looks from people while we are out in public, we will get some smiles, and maybe some questions about why he is wearing it. It would be awesome to bring more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;awareness&lt;/span&gt; to this condition and maybe just maybe by making more people aware of it insurance companies will start to cover the cost of these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;' things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-9034049646312163556?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/9034049646312163556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=9034049646312163556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/9034049646312163556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/9034049646312163556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-flippin-excited.html' title='So Flippin&apos; Excited!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6558573986617666139</id><published>2010-02-16T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:28:07.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a couple of months since I have last updated the good ole' blog. I don't really have an excuse because I get on here every couple of days and look at everyone else's cute blogs! I have just been lazy! But I could not find the battery charger for our camera for the longest time so my camera has been dead so I have not really taken a lot of pictures lately. Anyways here is an update on what we have been up to and how are crazy kids are doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas was awesome! Peyton was so much fun this year! Last year was great but she definitely understood more and got more excited about things this year. She got a lot of fun new toys and a ton of books and some clothes. My favorite present that she got was this bad boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438954333323212242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sMJjtNNdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Rv7jo0OG9B8/s320/tag-junior-leapfrog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My parents got her the Tag Jr. and she loves it! She got a ton of books to read and it is the perfect thing to take on car rides! She got some new babies and baby clothes and a toy vacuum that she drags around behind me when I vacuum. Every time we asked her where Jesus was she would tell us " he workin!" same with Santa they were both always workin! She loved all the lights and decorations but her favorite was probably all the candy and treats that were all over the house. Korbin was just happy to be around, he had no idea what was going on but he was still a lot of fun. He got a few toys and a bunch of new clothes! My parents got Deven a ton of cool stuff, he got a bunch of toys and stuff that a 10 year old kid would want which is perfect :) ! He got a wrist rocket and a blow dart gun, and a huge nerf sword and some books that teach him how to make back yard bombs and stuff. I got this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438956138122355394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sNynG2osI/AAAAAAAAAwA/w_Mqvq9axmA/s320/nativity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love it!! This is by far my favorite nativity set and I love all Willow Tree stuff so I was super excited! I was also completely surprised, usually I snoop around and find out what all of my presents are before Christmas but this year my parents were able to keep this one from me! For New Year's we just hung out with some friends and lounged around the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now for some updates on us and the kids! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dev and Amy&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothing too exciting is going on with us! Dev bought me a tanning pass for Christmas and I am loving it! I love being tan, it certainly helps the winter blue's being able to escape for some warm artificial sunlight! Dev is still working For Handy Trucking in Ogden but he is hoping to go to school soon and get a criminal justice degree and become a cop. We are both really anxious for spring to come along so we can spend more time outside with the kids! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Peyton&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton will be 2 1/2 on March 5th, and she is a crazy wild animal most of the time! Potty training has come to a halt for now. Most people told me that I should just put her in panties and when she wets herself she won't like it and that will help her to learn how to use the potty. Nope! Not with Peyton I put panties on her and whenever she would pee she would just strip herself naked and that would be that. She could care less if she was naked or not. So once the weather gets warmer I am going to attempt it again and if she is naked most of the day it won't matter because it won't be 30 degrees outside! She is one stubborn little girl! She is talking more and more and it is so much fun hearing all of the stuff that comes spilling out of her mouth! She &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; Disney movies, her favorites are Cars and Finding Nemo. So we are working on adding to our Disney Movie collection because I can only watch Cars and Nemo so many times before I start to go crazy! She would rather have the Cars tooth brush than the Disney Princess one so she is kind of a tom boy but she loves to have nail polish on so she is a nice mix of both. She is constantly moving so and is always into something. We have a door knob cover over the inside knob on her bedroom door so that she can't escape in the middle of the night and get into stuff. But the sneaky little girl that she is, she had hidden a flat head screw driver in her room and whenever she would get put in her room she would pull it out an use it to pry apart the cover and get out! What a little stinker! It is hard to get mad at her sometimes because while the things she does can be pretty naughty she is so cute and smart about how she goes about it! She has completely stopped taking naps, which has been a bit of a pain because I miss that few hours in the middle of the day that I was able to get things done and not have to worry about what she was getting into or doing. But she is going to bed about an hour and a half earlier than before so that is nice. I know that she is looking forward to spring so that she can go run around outside and play. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438961454535112130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sSoESbdcI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wi2Py1pECw0/s320/peyton+m1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Picture may be blurry since it was taken on my phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438961607902693314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sSw_oHB8I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qBX4ZWiTiFA/s320/winnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Winnie and Peyton were made for each other, they both do a bunch of things they are not supposed to. I am still not sure how Winnie got up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438963777370113954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sUvRhcx6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/CCRG14Jq7WM/s320/peyton+high+heels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Naked, wearing red high heels, and scratching her butt. I love my little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Korbin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Korbin will be 5 months on the 1st and he is gigantic! I am not used to having a big baby, Peyton was always so small so he is totally different. At his 4 month checkup 2 weeks ago he was 15 lbs (66th percentile), 28.6 inches (99th percentile) and his head was 42 cm (88th percentile). So he is tall and fairly skinny with a nice big head! His is wearing 9 month or 6-12 month size clothes and I am sure he will be out of those soon. He has the longest toes and fingers! He is still a relaxed chill baby and not much bothers him. He doesn't cry a lot, he is an excellent sleeper and his loves to smile! He has been getting 2 bottom teeth for the last week or so. I can see the very tip of them but they have not quite broken through yet. So he is very very drooly, I change his outfit a few times a day because he drools through his shirts all the time! He had a pretty bad cold/cough a couple of weeks ago but thankfully it didn't develop into anything serious and now he is over it and is back to his happy self! He loves to roll all over the place, and grab onto things. His favorite is probably my hair or earrings :( ! At his 2 month appointment his pediatrician, Dr. Strasser at the IHC clinic in Layton I love her, told me that it looked like he had a condition called torticollis. Since he was so long while I was pregnant with him, his head was kinked to one side which cause one of his neck muscles to be underdeveloped. So he preferred to turn his head to one side because the other side caused his underdeveloped neck muscle to stretch and it wasn't comfortable. So because he favored looking one direction he developed a flat spot on the back of his head. So we spent the last few months giving him more time on his stomach and when he slept he was always propped on the his side so that his neck muscle would stretch out and not be so tight and hopefully his flat spot would round out. Well at his 4 month appointment his neck muscle has stretched out and is not as tight anymore but his flat spot has not rounded out. So we are going to have to get him fitted for a helmet :(! Major bummer!!! I had to take him to the cranio-facial plastic surgeon up at Primary Children's, and this guy has the personality of a wet rag, big jerk, and he told me in the 5 minutes that he spoke to me that Korbin would wear this helmet for about 3 months. So we have to take him to this clinic in Holliday that makes the helmets next week to get it made and hopefully he will be out of it by the middle of June before it gets too hot. He has to wear the stinkin thing 23 hours a day! I can take it off to clean it and give Korbin a bath, that's it. Every couple of weeks I will take him back to the clinic and get the foam inside the helmet shaved down to fit that changing shape of his skull. This helmet, made out of some plastic and foam is going to cost $2000!!!! Are you freakin kidding me! Oh it totally suck and I am bummed that he has to wear it all day everyday! But at least he won't need surgery to loosen his neck muscle, and at least he only has to wear it for 3 months. I am also grateful that we are in a position to pay for the stinkin thing! Hopefully our insurance will cover some of the cost, but I am not too optimistic since most insurance company consider it to be a cosmetic thing and not medically necessary. But I am happy that Korbin is healthy and developing well and hopefully we can just get this over with and get the problem fixed! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438969439094426690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sZ41FtzEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/IhqlXTIklbY/s320/Korbin+m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoying some tummy time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438969529062212514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sZ-EPtQ6I/AAAAAAAAAwo/ICVjBRnmVD4/s320/korbin+m1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He did not enjoy the rice cereal so much, so we have skipped it and moved onto baby food and he likes it much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now that I have found the battery charger to the camera I am hoping that I will not be so lazy and update the blog more. But don't hold me to it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6558573986617666139?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6558573986617666139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6558573986617666139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6558573986617666139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6558573986617666139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S3sMJjtNNdI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Rv7jo0OG9B8/s72-c/tag-junior-leapfrog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5073488637048426150</id><published>2009-12-13T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:57:59.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Slacker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really sucking at this whole blogging thing lately! But that seems to be the case with most everyone else so I don't feel so bad. It is just a busy busy time of year! So bear with me as I play catch up on what has been going on. First off I would just like to mention that the New York Yankees won the World Series this year!! I must say that it is about freakin time! I have had to deal with 8 heart breaking seasons so it was nice for them to finally be back on top! So way to go Yankees!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414969445690825250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXWBWf-2iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ITivSJOWJ4E/s320/Yankees-Win-2009-World-Series.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Thanksgiving was awesome! We went up to Cache Valley and spent the day with Deven's family and all of the cousins, which Peyton loves because she has so many people to play with. We had an awesome dinner, watched some football, and we even took Peyton on her first 4 wheeler ride. She is hooked, she loved it and kept asking us to take her back out for the rest of the day. We got home, and Deven and I went through the Black Friday ads to see if there was anything we wanted to fight some people to get. I went out with my mom and dad at about 2:30 Friday morning while Dev stayed home with the kids. I went to Old Navy and got some clothes for Deven and I, and I went to Carter's and bought a ton of new clothes for Korbin, and went to Kohl' and got some stuff for Peyton. It was a very successful couple of hours and I got everything that I wanted so that was nice. All of our Christmas shopping is done and I am way excited for Peyton to open her presents and play with all of the new toys that she is going to get. We are having a hard time keeping her out of the presents that are underneath the tree, she is very excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Korbin had his 2 month checkup on the 1st and this kid is growing like crazy! He is already wearing his 6 month clothes and he fits into them perfectly! He is going to be in 9 months clothes in a couple of weeks I am sure! He is in the 98th percentile for his height, and our doctor told me that at his next appt. he will probably be off the chart! It is crazy that we have teeny tiny little Peyton who was always at the bottom of the scale and now we have Korbin and he is all the way at the top. He is going to be bigger than her pretty soon. But he is still such a good baby, and I am so relieved because Peyton keeps me plenty busy so it is nice that Korbin is so relaxed. He is sleeping all the way through the night, awesome, he eats a lot and is talking up a storm! I laugh all the little noises he makes, and he is always so happy and he loves to smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peyton is a wild animal! I do not know how so much energy and life comes out of such a tiny little body! I am running after her all day long it seems! Potty training is not going to well but we will keep trying and hopefully she will get the hang of it soon. I am convinced she doesn't want to take the time out of her crazy play time schedule to go sit on the potty! We have moved her out of her toddler bed and into a big girl twin sized bed. She looks so so small sleeping in it but she loves it! She can fit all of her stuffed animals (babies) on her bed with her at night. I swear she learns 10 new words a day, and she is so so funny. She picks up on everything, nothing gets past her. She is not afraid to put me or Deven in our place if she feels we have wronged her in any way. We are in trouble wen she becomes a teenager because this little girl has an ATTITUDE! But her new favorite thing to say is "I love your stinking guts", or "mommy you're crazy". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deven turned 26 on the 29th of November! We had a small little get together with our families and just hung out and ate lasagna and pie! He also got a vasectomy on Friday! So no more babies for us, a lot of people think we are crazy for not wanting any more kids and doing something so permanent while we are still so young. Dev is 26 and I am 23 and we are done having kids! I don't like being pregnant and having been pregnant for about the last 3 years in a row was rough! I feel like right now our family is complete, and in the future if we decide we want more kids then we will adopt. There are tons of kids out there that need good homes and loving families and adoption is something that I have always wanted to do. It won't be any time soon but I definitely see it happening in the future. So he had his "procedure" on Friday and he has spent the weekend recovering. He is doing great, he is a little sore but other than that he says he feels just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are excited for Christmas and I can't believe how fast it is coming! I am loving all this new snow that we got this weekend, yeah it is a pain in the butt to shovel it all of the driveway but it does not feel like Christmas to me unless we have a good amount on the ground. This past week we were able to take the kids down to Kiddie Kandids to get there pictures taken. I love the way they turned out! I was really worried that Peyton was not going to cooperate at all but she did awesome! So thank you Grandad and Debbie for letting us use your points to get some pictures taken! I will try and do a better job at keeping this updated! I hope everyone is enjoying their holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414977608412832754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXdcfAkI_I/AAAAAAAAAto/kW5a0Ma_hdY/s320/005261656_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Korbin and his cousin Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414977828021211346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXdpRHSENI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yJ8WbiDz0IU/s320/005261656_22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peyton and her cousin Haley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414977968150169634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXdxbIoSCI/AAAAAAAAAuA/EsX15LtOf8I/s320/005261656_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978076547132450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXd3u8erCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/XZc4rvJwhhY/s320/005261665_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978203858455906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXd_JN3TWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UHtxZ-me1Pc/s320/005261665_05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978283920694338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeDzeMHEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/59g-ePoiH0g/s320/005261665_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978377789263554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeJRKMzsI/AAAAAAAAAug/TPFJHe42RxY/s320/005261665_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978468829379250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeOkT2urI/AAAAAAAAAuo/WLFxWgBYl5Y/s320/005261665_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978555090310210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeTlqEFEI/AAAAAAAAAuw/4LQQztzjzfM/s320/005261665_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978663850690114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeZ60jxkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/VJ_JkT4UAGQ/s320/005261665_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978747349882354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXeex4UVfI/AAAAAAAAAvA/AYKQffLfg-E/s320/005261665_20.jpg" border="0" /&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/5509404288844430482-5073488637048426150?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5073488637048426150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5073488637048426150' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5073488637048426150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5073488637048426150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-slacker.html' title='I am a Slacker!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SyXWBWf-2iI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ITivSJOWJ4E/s72-c/Yankees-Win-2009-World-Series.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2732531269122769952</id><published>2009-11-10T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:19:28.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween has come and gone, I can't believe how fast time is going now that I am not pregnant anymore! We had a lot of fun this year and Peyton loved trick or treating! She was so much fun this year, last year she really didn't know what was going on but this year she was walking around the neighborhood shouting "Happy Halloween" every 5 seconds. She loved all the candy that got but I think her favorite part was being able to talk to a new person at each house that we went to. She can be very social when she wants to be. This year Peyton was a monkey, I got the costume at Old Navy again this year, I bought her skunk costume there last year and loved it, they were cheap but really well made and they kept her warm so they were perfect! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; was a banana and he was very cute, I don't think he liked being in his costume though. We are now looking forward to Thanksgiving, I love Thanksgiving, a day filled with awesome food and football and lounging around with family, its awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have spent the past few weeks hanging around the house. I am still adjusting to being a mom to 2 kids. We have our routine down fairly well now but things change everyday so we just take everything one day at a time. I was planning on getting Peyton potty trained once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; was born but that still hasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;. She was pretty much ready to go a few weeks before I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; but I held off because I wanted to wait until I wasn't pregnant anymore and she got used to not being the only child anymore. Oops! Now that I am not pregnant and I am ready to get her out of diapers she has decided that she is no longer interested in using the toilet! So we have gone backwards on that but I am sure she will want to try again soon, I hope anyway :) ! She is doing so good with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt;, she loves to help feed him and give him kisses. So far there has not been any jealousy issues, she is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; so if we are busy doing something with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; she will find something else to occupy her time. She is not very good at understanding what "no" means, she loves to push her limits on things and see just how much she can get away with before mom and dad get mad. She also knows how to turn on the charm when we do get mad so she gets away with a lot. She is also talking so much more and we love listening to all the new things that she says everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; is growing like crazy! He fit into his newborn clothes for about 2 weeks and by then he had grown out of them! He is now in his 3 month clothes and he will probably grow out of those before Christmas! I am going to go broke trying to keep clothes on this kid! With Peyton she was always so small so we never had to worry about her growing out of her clothes within weeks of buying them. It is a different story with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt;, I love shopping for kids clothes though so I guess this just means that I will get to shop more though! He is in the 91st percentile for his height, the 75&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; for his weight and the 82&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; for his head size. So while Peyton was down at the bottom of the spectrum for her size (except for her head :) ) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; is up at the top. He is very alert and he eats a ton. He does fairly well sleeping at night. He wakes up about once at night to eat and then goes back to sleep so we are really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402614493964804754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SvnxQgsmIpI/AAAAAAAAAsI/aotHib2-Hhc/s320/halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Haley, Adam, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; and Peyton on Halloween! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402614837014950226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SvnxkeqH8VI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZdviHxsAg3U/s320/peyton+rootbeer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton helping Grandpa make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rootbeer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402616137679544914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SvnywMAuolI/AAAAAAAAAsY/KyoEjdcW0WM/s320/deven.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; going out to shoot a dry ice bomb that wouldn't go off in the backyard with his BB gun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402617504752418194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Svnz_wwTPZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lcsss-pnxGc/s320/korbin+and+adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Korbin&lt;/span&gt; and Adam in their matching P.J.'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2732531269122769952?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2732531269122769952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2732531269122769952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2732531269122769952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2732531269122769952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SvnxQgsmIpI/AAAAAAAAAsI/aotHib2-Hhc/s72-c/halloween.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5211513463637842018</id><published>2009-10-19T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:09:48.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holy cow life is a bit crazier now with 2 kids! But as crazy as it is I wouldn't trade it for anything. Korbin is such an easy baby (knock on wood)! Peyton is a typical 2 year old and she is into everything and likes to test her mom and dad's patience with everything! We like to call her our little 2 year old terrorist. But she is adjusting to life as an older sister very well and she definitely loves her little brother, sometimes she love him a little too much but at least she loves him! She is getting ready to start potty training, so things are going to get even crazier but I will be very grateful once she gets the hang of it and I only have to change 1 kids poopy diapers! Korbin is getting bigger everyday! He is not getting chubby he is just getting longer. There are a few of his Newborn outfits that he only got to wear a couple of time before they got too small for him. He has the biggest hands and feet his toes and fingers are super long! We have also discovered that he snores like a freight train! We can't really decide who he looks like, one minute we will look at him and he looks just like Deven and the next he will look like Peyton and the next he will look like me. So he is a mixture of all 3 of us I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we went to the Pumpkin Patch with my family, Korbin of course slept through the whole thing, and Peyton ran around the field and asked for every pumpkin she saw. It was a lot of fun and the weather was perfect! I am looking forward to snow though, which is weird for me because I hate snow, except for on Christmas. Later on Saturday we went to Black Island Farms in Syracuse with some friends of ours. We did the hay ride and Peyton got to pick out another Pumpkin, so she has 2 pumpkins to carve for Halloween. I am way excited to get Peyton and Korbin dressed up for Halloween, I have both of their costumes ready to go, hopefully the weather will be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435114471132722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/StziJ9nyDjI/AAAAAAAAAro/kTXB_qiLBU8/s320/DSCF1440.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton and Korbin relaxing in Mom and Dad's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435352270747106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/StziXzfoNeI/AAAAAAAAArw/0ff07PoEnyc/s320/DSCF1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korbin enjoying Pumpkin Hunting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435575319568882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/StzikyanIfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/_5H0KCRnOL0/s320/DSCF1450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton running through the Pumpkin field.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394436260188579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/StzjMpwG5hI/AAAAAAAAAsA/gJDO7jClF-c/s320/DSCF1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton, Addison and Hannah getting ready for the hay ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5211513463637842018?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5211513463637842018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5211513463637842018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5211513463637842018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5211513463637842018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/StziJ9nyDjI/AAAAAAAAAro/kTXB_qiLBU8/s72-c/DSCF1440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6338134328222974819</id><published>2009-10-04T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:17:45.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is Finally Here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; My attitude has totally changed since the last time I posted and that is obviously because the baby is here!!! Korbin Scott Sorensen was born on October 1, 2009 at 3:50 p.m., he weighed 8 lbs. 4 oz. and was 21 in. long. We are so so happy that he is here and that he is healthy! It was a long time coming but the pregnancy is finally over and now we can just enjoy our new baby boy. So be prepared for a long post with lots and lots of pictures because we are so excited! Some of the pictures will be different sizes and the quality might not be great because we have a mix of pictures from a few different cameras and camera phones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was scheduled to go into the hospital Wed. the 30th to be induced. So I got up really early that morning, I really didn't sleep much the night before, and got showered and ready to go. I had my bag all packed up and Peyton's bag all packed and I was just waiting until 7 am so that I could call the hospital to make sure that it was still ok for me to come in. Well I called and they told me that they had a huge rush of people come in that went into spontaneous labor and that they were currently all full and that I needed to call back at 10 and see if a room opens up. So I was super bummed out, and we sat around until 10 and I called again and they told me it was still super busy so they wanted me to call back at 11:45 and if they didn't have a room by then, then I would be pushed back until the next day. So we waited some more and I called back and they told me that I would not be able to get in that day so to plan on coming in the next morning. BUMMER!! I was so mad! But oh well there was nothing we could do so we went out to breakfast and then spent the day hanging around and trying to relax. So Thursday morning I wake up early again and I call the hospital at 7 and thankfully they told us to come on in! So we got everything loaded and Bryan and Hollee came up to watch Peyton and we headed off. Since we live in Layton and our hospital is in Sandy we hit a little bit of traffic and we got to the hospital at about 8:30, I got all checked in and we got our stuff into the labor and delivery room and I got changed into my lovely hospital gown and sat on the bed and waited to get hooked up to the Pitocin. Right as I sat on the bed I started having contractions on my own! Figures! So our awesome Sara came in and we got my IV in and by that time I was having contractions about every 5 minutes that were lasting about a minute each. My Dr. came in and broke my water and we got the Pit., started just to get things moving a bit quicker. My contractions started to get really close together and they were lasting a long time so at around 12 I was dilated to a 6 so I decided to get my epidural because things were moving a lot faster than I thought they would. When I got my epidural by blood pressure tanked so I had to get a quick shot of who knows what to get it to come back up but the shot made me sick to my stomach and I had to lay on one side for the rest of the labor. By about 2:50 I was fully dilated and ready to push and by 3:50 he was here! So the labor went really quick and smoothly which was awesome, with Peyton I was hooked up to the Pitocin by 8 am and I didn't have her until 7:56 pm so I was nice having him during the afternoon. He was crying really well, and he was nice and pink and his cord was really thick so he was totally healthy. I was shocked that he weighed as much as he did, I didn't think he would weigh more than about 7 lbs. 6 oz and he came out at 8 lbs 4 oz so no wonder I was so uncomfortable! After we got him all cleaned up and I got all cleaned up they gave Korbin his first bath in our room so we could all see, and then after that they moved me to my recovery room. They made Dev and I a nice steak dinner that night which is something we didn't get with Peyton so that was awesome. Later on that night my grandparents and aunt and cousin came out to visit, both of my sisters, and Bryan and Hollee came down with Peyton so that she could see her little brother for the first time. I don't think she really understood what was going on but she was excited to see another baby! The next morning I got up and showered and got all of our stuff ready to go and we hung around in the room for awhile and then they discharged us around 2. So we were in and out of hospital less than 24 hours after Korbin was born, which was awesome. They gave us the choice to either leave early or stay the extra night and we both wanted to go home so we got our of there as quick as we could. This weekend we have just been relaxing and getting used to having another member of the family. Peyton loves Korbin, sometimes a little too much but she is doing really well adjusting to having to share the attention. She has her moments but she is only 2 and those 4 teeth are still trying to push their way out so she is doing awesome all things considered. So far Korbin is a very low maintenance baby. He only cries when he is hungry and even then it is not really crying. He lets out 1 cry to just tell us that he is hungry and then waits for the food to come. So hopefully he stays so easy for awhile because Peyton is a very active and crazy little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so so happy to have Korbin here and we love him so much already! We are very excited for the holidays that are coming up and we feel like our family is complete with him. We are going to go to the pumpkin patch in a couple of weeks which will be tons of fun, and I am super excited for Halloween this year because Peyton will understand more of what is going on. Thanks everyone for the well wishes and kind thoughts, you guys are great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388866164730814578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskZObLm4HI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7Sviw142APo/s320/DSCF1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388866537709959154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskZkIow9_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/Q8IWT25pxgw/s320/DSCF1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388866769658760386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskZxotqzMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/U0yNiQ22vqM/s320/DSCF1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388867020780362562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskaAQNuW0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/1iF81ih1AwI/s320/Korbin+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388867213976255858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskaLf7NvXI/AAAAAAAAAqw/IogPSLBG7Ow/s320/Korbin+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388867565325839490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sskaf8ze7II/AAAAAAAAAq4/XjchyRS8omE/s320/DSCF1432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388867928279643538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sska1E6adZI/AAAAAAAAArA/DFwLLEj6roI/s320/Korbin+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388868265430487282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskbIs5cEPI/AAAAAAAAArI/KNQx8AwD0Sk/s320/Korbin+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388868488702888610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskbVspuiqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/fpA7rpYP3X8/s320/DSCF1437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388868931256217778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskbvdSqcLI/AAAAAAAAArY/WYtVA9UN5iU/s320/DSCF1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388869150069506722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sskb8Mb0QqI/AAAAAAAAArg/5jltStL6bjU/s320/DSCF1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5509404288844430482-6338134328222974819?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6338134328222974819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6338134328222974819' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6338134328222974819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6338134328222974819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-is-finally-here.html' title='He is Finally Here!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SskZObLm4HI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7Sviw142APo/s72-c/DSCF1421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1274085112781791719</id><published>2009-09-18T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:56:28.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Attitude....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am grouchy and bitter and I have not posted anything new because of it! I want to have this baby already!!!! A few weeks ago I went from being at risk for pre term labor and told to go on bed rest for 2 weeks and now nothing has changed! Despite the fact that I completely ignored that whole bed rest crap and I have been on my feet all day everyday cleaning, and walking up hills and lifting heavy objects, you know things that you would think that would cause a pregnant woman to go into labor! Nope nothing! I had my 37 week appointment yesterday and I was 2 1/2 cm dilated and 85 % effaced, so nothing has changed in 3 weeks! Ahhh!!!! So I have not posted anything because I was hoping that my next post was going to be about our new baby. Everyone has been saying " well the baby will just come when he is ready" alright people, not to be rude but save it! I don't want to hear comments like that right now! So as of right now I am scheduled to be induced on the 30th, yeah that got pushed back a week but don't ask because it just makes me mad :) . So in the meantime we are just waiting and hoping that something will happen but we are planning on having to be induced again, which sucks big time but oh well. We are trying to figure out what we are going to name this stubborn little boy but I think we are going to end up waiting until we actually see him to decide. The middle name will for sure be Scott, after Dev's dad, but as for the first name we have a few choices. Turner, Corbin, Urban (Dev likes this one), and Jeter (I like this one). So we will have to wait and see what we come up with when he finally decides to show up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the 5th it was Peyton's 2nd birthday! Holy cow I have a 2 year old, it still is crazy to me that she is that old already! For her birthday we went with a bunch of family and friends to the zoo. Peyton loves animals so it was perfect. We got to see all the new baby animals, except for the baby elephant she wasn't out yet, so that was a lot of fun. The baby tigers were very cute and the giraffe was adorable! After the zoo we all came back home and had a BBQ and opened presents and had cupcakes. She had a lot of fun opening her presents this year and she had no problem making a mess of herself with the cupcakes. Last year she wanted nothing to do with her cake which was disappointing but she made up for it this year. Of course the candles had to be blown out first, she wanted nothing to do with those, which is a good thing. She has been so much fun and we feel very blessed and lucky to have her in our lives, she definitely keeps things interesting and very busy! The next big thing for her is going to be meeting her new little brother, hopefully she does ok with not being the center of attention all the time. Once we get her used to being a big sister and get our routine squared away it will be time to start potty training. I think she is ready now but things are going to be so crazy right after I have the baby I am going to wait until things settle down to really get going on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much else is going on with us. Dev is going turkey hunting this weekend and we are sitting around waiting for baby. I have the Halloween costumes ordered and we are looking forward to fall and pumpkin hunting and of course football and the baseball playoffs! Hopefully the Yankees will keep it up and go all the way this year! So stay tuned who know maybe I will post real soon about a new baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382911255695680498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPxRGUxY_I/AAAAAAAAApY/1XjfeJWa9z0/s320/DSCF1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Having fun at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382911655203284274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPxoWmzpTI/AAAAAAAAApg/NocGUxsN2XU/s320/DSCF1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The freakin cute baby giraffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382912251618662322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPyLEbUF7I/AAAAAAAAApo/FhCGCVvMDAI/s320/DSCF1414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready to blow out her candles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382912533253251042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPybdmO3-I/AAAAAAAAApw/6aLWZGKB-4k/s320/DSCF1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Digging in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382912833907598866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPys9n0JhI/AAAAAAAAAp4/zCwHIZQm91c/s320/DSCF1399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We have been going to the Ogden High football games this year, since Dev went to school there. Peyton loves it! This is her all dressed up and ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1274085112781791719?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1274085112781791719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1274085112781791719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1274085112781791719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1274085112781791719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-attitude.html' title='Bad Attitude....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SrPxRGUxY_I/AAAAAAAAApY/1XjfeJWa9z0/s72-c/DSCF1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-184702329594525833</id><published>2009-09-03T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:14:22.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth Hope Sorensen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you Lizzie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377336859249858450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SqAjYhUz15I/AAAAAAAAApQ/DRGohB6atBs/s320/greg_olsen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elizabeth Hope Sorensen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;September 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5509404288844430482-184702329594525833?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/184702329594525833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=184702329594525833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/184702329594525833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/184702329594525833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/09/elizabeth-hope-sorensen.html' title='Elizabeth Hope Sorensen'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SqAjYhUz15I/AAAAAAAAApQ/DRGohB6atBs/s72-c/greg_olsen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4929712271017723336</id><published>2009-08-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:22:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hello again! Deven was just telling me last night that I have not updated the blog in a long time so I thought I should get on and at least fill people in on what has been going on! We went up to Bear Lake a few weekends ago with Deven's family and had a blast! My camera was being weird so unfortunately I did not get any pictures : ( , major bummer! We went hiking in Minnetonka Cave, which was way cool, I don't really recommend doing it if you are 31 weeks pregnant though, there are a lot of stairs! But the inside of the cave was really cool. Deven has discovered a new hobby that he loves, paint balling. So he bought himself a new paintball gun and has been going every weekend that he can! My older sister Darcy had her baby! She was not due until September 6th but she decided to go into labor a few hours after her baby shower her little boy was born on August 16th! His name is Adam Lawrence Beech and he is so so cute and is such a good baby so far! She had him at 37 weeks but he weighed 7 lbs. 3 oz. so it is probably a good thing that he came early or she would have been pushing a much larger baby out! Peyton's birthday is not this Saturday but the next, and I can't believe it! It seems like just yesterday that I was planning her 1st birthday party and now she is going to be 2! Where has the time gone? So far the plan is to take her to the zoo on her birthday to see all the new baby animals and to have cake and ice cream later on when we get back. We are not doing anything fancy or big this year, there is just too much going on to have a big blowout party. But Peyton loves animals and she loves going to to zoo so she should enjoy what we have planned. She is also getting 4 new teeth all at the same time again, so she has not been her usual happy self. Hopefully they will come in fast and she can get to feeling better. I finally ordered and received my baby bedding! It took me forever to decide what I wanted. But I found it on Ebay and I got a smokin' deal on it so that is awesome! It just came on Tuesday and I love it! It is so nice and soft so I know I made the right choice! I finished up buying all the rest of the stuff we needed for the baby so we are set to go. Which is a good thing given the news that we got today! I am currently 34 weeks pregnant and over the past few days I have been having some contractions and things have begun to feel a little off. On Sunday I had contractions strong enough to wake me up out of a pretty deep sleep (which totally sucks because I don't really get good sleep now anyway) and they lasted for a good 3 to 4 hours and happened every 10 t0 15 minutes. I didn't call my Dr. or go to the hospital because now that we live in Layton and my Dr. is in Sandy I want to make sure that when I go in it is the real deal, because with all of the construction that is going on it would be a pain in the butt to drive all the way out there for nothing! So I waited until my appt. today to talk to her, and she decided that just to be on the safe side, to check to see if I am dilated at all. Surprise! I am dilated to a 2 and 80% effaced which is more than I ever got when I was pregnant with Peyton and she was born at 40 weeks and 2 days! So apparently I could go into labor anytime and if I do they are going to try and stop it because I am not 36 weeks yet. So hopefully I can make it to 36 weeks but I am kinda getting the feeling that we will be seeing this little guy soon! So that is what is new with us! I will try and get some good pictures in the next little while and post them, and I will for sure get some good ones of Peyton's birthday! Who know maybe next time I post it will be announcing the birth of our little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374741553476689762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Spbq916CX2I/AAAAAAAAApI/qZOH5HlLe1g/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the bedding set I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4929712271017723336?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4929712271017723336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4929712271017723336' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4929712271017723336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4929712271017723336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Spbq916CX2I/AAAAAAAAApI/qZOH5HlLe1g/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7054226221274703306</id><published>2009-08-03T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:54:44.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quick update to fill everyone in on what has been going on with us lately! We have moved into my parents house while our house is up for sale. It was a sudden decision but so far everything is going awesome! Deven got a new job and he started 2 weeks ago. He works for a trucking company up in North Ogden so yet another reason for the quick move back up to Davis County. So far he is loving the job and we are very grateful that he was able to find a job with the way the economy is right now! Our house is up for sale and we are hoping that someone buys it quick! We have left some of our furniture in the house to make it look nice and organized, and hopefully not living there while it is on the market helps. I know it will help me because I really did not want to have to worry about keeping it in pristine condition while being 8 months pregnant and chasing around a very messy 2 year old! So we will be living with my parents for while the house is on the market and then we will find an apartment for a little bit and hopefully buy another house in a year or so. We want to get all of our debt paid and off and ave up a nice big down payment so that we can get the house we really want and in the location we want this time! Peyton is talking up a storm, she is loving living with her grandpa and grandma and she likes having a yard to run around in. Luckily my parents basement is about the same size as our condo so he has her own room that we have filled with her toys. I think she likes it here more than our house! Deven and I sleep in my old bedroom which is fun and weird at the same time, my old room is huge though so we can fit all of our furniture in there with plenty of room to spare. We are working on getting the baby's room set up and there has been lots of debate going on about his name. We were originally set on the name Turner Scott Sorensen, but the more I thought about it the more I wanted something else. Being the huge Yankees fan that I am like the name Jeter Scott Sorensen. But Deven doesn't like it so now we are back to the drawing board and we are still trying to figure out a name. We need to hurry though because since we now live a good hour or more depending on the traffic away from my dr.'s office and hospital I am going to be delivering at, my dr. has decided to induce me 2 weeks early in the hopes that I do not go into labor on my own and get stuck in traffic trying to make it to the hospital! I did not want to switch dr.'s because my dr. is pretty much amazing! So now I will be having the baby no later than September 23rd, which is perfectly fine by me! Although I have a funny feeling I still might go in to labor earlier than that, I have been having contractions a lot lately and with this being my 3rd pregnancy in 3 years I think my chances of going early are pretty high! So things are going good for us, we have a family reunion up in Bear Lake this weekend and my mom is getting her new puppy on Friday so hopefully I will have some good pictures to post soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7054226221274703306?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7054226221274703306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7054226221274703306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7054226221274703306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7054226221274703306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-8491616598110955856</id><published>2009-07-15T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:31:46.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo and Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Friday we went to the Draper Days rodeo. I have lived in Utah since 96' and I have never been to a rodeo before so Deven was pretty excited to take Peyton and I. Things started off with mutton bustin', which was hilarious! I want Peyton to do this when she gets older, I think that she would do an awesome job riding a sheep! Then they had bare back bronco riding, which was really cool, I don't know how those guys can stay on the horses for that long. I enjoyed every single event, it was so much fun! Peyton loved seeing all of the animals but she had more fun entertaining the people that were sitting around us. She is definitely a people person! At the very end of the rodeo they did the bull riding and the first guy got flipped off the bull and then stepped on, and then the second person got flipped off and his bull went crazy and job the fence into the crowd! It was crazy! This bull was huge, but thankfully no one got hurt. We had an awesome time and we are planning on going to a few more rodeos this summer. We didn't get home until about 11:30 and Peyton stayed awake the whole time and she had not had a nap that day so he was pretty tired the day after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was my 28 week check up. I am so ready to be done being pregnant but I still have a ways to go! The baby looks great still and e has a very strong heartbeat which is always reassuring to hear. Over the past few months Deven and I have been talking about maybe electing to have a c-section and getting my tubes tied at the same time. We are also planning on moving back up into the Ogden area before the baby is born, so driving from Ogden to my Dr.s office up on the East Bench of Sandy once a week would be a pain in the butt! I talked about all of this with my Dr. and here is what we have decided. I am not going to have a c-section unless I absolutely have too, and my Dr. doesn't like to do a tubal ligation right after delivery due to a risk of infection. So instead we are just going to have Deven get snipped, since it is a less invasive and cheaper procedure. Also my Dr. is going to induce me 2 weeks early so I don't have to worry about going into labor at home and then have to drive 45 to an hour to the hospital. my Dr. is awesome I love her! So my due date was October 7th but now I will be induce no later than September 23rd. So here comes another September baby which is awesome because my older sister is due September 6th so our baby's will be even closer in age!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358756059411608114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sl4gPn8zcjI/AAAAAAAAApA/nWNvp35EQOw/s320/DSCF1343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton getting ready to go to the rodeo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-8491616598110955856?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8491616598110955856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=8491616598110955856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8491616598110955856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8491616598110955856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/07/rodeo-and-baby-update.html' title='Rodeo and Baby Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sl4gPn8zcjI/AAAAAAAAApA/nWNvp35EQOw/s72-c/DSCF1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6432621959141401872</id><published>2009-07-07T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:25:46.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the 4th this year we spent the day up at my parents house. We got up really early and left our house and headed up to Clearfield to watch the parade with Hollee. Peyton had a lot of fun watching all of the floats go by, she got a little nervous when the emergency vehicles went by blasting their sirens, but she got over it pretty fast once she saw her uncle Bryan driving one of the firetrucks. After the parade we went up to my parents and spent the rest of the day up there relaxing and stuffing our faces with tons of food! Peyton thankfully went down for a nap, I was worried she would stay up all day and then by the time we were ready to light fireworks she would be a grouchy beast! But she went down and did really well all day long. She got to eat lots of junk food and run around and do whatever she wanted. We were worried that she would be afraid of the fireworks but she did awesome, as long as someone was holding her she was fine. We didn't get home until late on Saturday night and Peyton did not wake up on Sunday morning until 11 am, o she was pretty wiped out. On Sunday we headed up to Logan to have another party at Deven's uncle's house with all of his family. So Peyton got to do the whole thing over again, only this time she was surrounded by all of Deven's cousins, so there was a ton of kids for her to play with! We didn't get home again until late so we were ready for a break on Monday. We spent the day relaxing and have no big plans for the rest of the week. We hope everyone had an awesome holiday weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355858088249068530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPUjgF9C_I/AAAAAAAAAno/DPUfyRDulsM/s320/DSCF1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was taken a couple of weeks ago, we went to the gateway with Bryan and Hollee and Peyton decided to put Bryan's hat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355858230133954498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPUrwp8l8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/mJEcRNeMhao/s320/DSCF1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton showing us her extreme love of lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355858377547380290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPU0V0C9kI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UmTBI5Km-oA/s320/DSCF1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Eating her yummy food on the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355859511504647250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPV2WIhtFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/HZ7CHsxXak8/s320/4th+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Loving her chocolate covered pretzel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355859135818758434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVgemB-SI/AAAAAAAAAog/PxjUIrMtvVU/s320/4th+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Taking a nap on Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355859252607683762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVnRqrjLI/AAAAAAAAAoo/mjQHlRs6ihE/s320/4th+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haley and Peyton getting ready to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355859428129488242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVxfiVvXI/AAAAAAAAAow/PHMI0a59h9k/s320/4th+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thom and Deven having one of many Roman Candle fights of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355858698641760434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVHB-6YLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/3DfSoVcGVfU/s320/DSCF1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The huge sparklers that we bought. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355858905618444770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVTFB_8eI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/rYLAs29D8Pc/s320/DSCF1340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355859029494089362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPVaSgQRpI/AAAAAAAAAoY/P7StPjgUlI4/s320/DSCF1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sleeping on the way to Logan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6432621959141401872?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6432621959141401872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6432621959141401872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6432621959141401872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6432621959141401872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SlPUjgF9C_I/AAAAAAAAAno/DPUfyRDulsM/s72-c/DSCF1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3255840155644787339</id><published>2009-06-24T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:42:32.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week Deven went and stayed up in Logan to help out his uncle' at their furniture store. I hate staying home alone so Peyton and I headed up to my parents and stayed with them. On Monday Hollee and Bryan went with Peyton and I to the zoo. The weather was perfect! It was not raining and it was not hot so all of the animals were out. Peyton is a lot more fun to take to the zoo now that she is older, she actually likes to look at the animals instead of all of the kids that are running around. She had a lot of fun watching the elephants, the bears, and the orangutans. Plus Hollee and Bryan were there and she loves to be with them! The rest of the week we hung out at my parents house, it rained almost everyday so we didn't get to spend a lot of time outside. We went for a walk with my mom down at the nature park in Syracuse, but the rest of the week Peyton had fun running around Grandma and Grandpa's house and getting into everything that she could. We came home on Friday and we spent the day Saturday hanging around the house. Deven and Peyton were both worn out from the week so they fell asleep on the couch together. On Father's Day we went up to see my dad for a little bit and then we headed back up to Logan to hang out with Dev's side of the family. Peyton loved jumping the trampoline and we had a hard time getting her off to eat dinner. This week we are hanging around at home, yesterday we went and bought Deven an I Phone, that he loves! He has never had a nice phone because he always breaks them but now that he is not working in a warehouse he can have a nice phone and not have to worry about breaking it the next day....I hope. Peyton is learning new words everyday, her new favorites are, "Awesome", "Oh Geez", "Holy Cow", and "I'm Crazy". She copies everything so we have to watch what we are saying or she will pick it up and add it to her ever growing vocabulary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Dr.'s appointment last week and the baby is doing great. He is kicking my butt, but at least he is healthy! He is very big, I am measuring 2 weeks ahead of my due date but my Dr. does not think that my dates are wrong she just thinks that I am going to have a big baby boy, so lucky me! I am a human garbage disposal, I am eating everything I come in contact with it seems! I feel so gross and huge so to make myself feel better I eat some more, I know it doesn't make any sense! Oh well though, this is our last baby so I am going to just try and enjoy the rest of the pregnancy and worry about losing the weight after he is born! My niece Haley has her 5th birthday this week so we are looking forward to her birthday party on Saturday, and the 4th of July is coming up! I love the 4th of July it is one of my favorite holidays so I am way excited! Since Bryan is a fireman with Clearfield city we are going to take Peyton to the parade again this year so she can see her Bryan on the firetruck. It has been nice having Deven at home with us, granted its not the best situation to be in, but we are enjoying spending time with him. He is still out looking for jobs, but there is one thing in particular that he is looking into. We still don't have all the information on how things will play out so I am going to wait to announce what it is. But it's something that will create a huge change for us so it is pretty exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350948665033018642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJjddakzRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0LG54UfEldI/s320/DSCF1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton trying to find the tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350948785886296050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJjkfoPd_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/C6KRU8PuDUk/s320/DSCF1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The baby orangutan came right up to the window in front of Peyton and just sat there looking at her. It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350948932111920786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJjtAXJbpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lBVFFr1zx4Q/s320/DSCF1320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350949056338903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJj0PJKwGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/oVItFMYQtwg/s320/DSCF1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were tons of baby ducks at the nature park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350949163196122626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJj6dN6hgI/AAAAAAAAAng/xc8wjW2swiU/s320/DSCF1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Deven and Peyton asleep on the couch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3255840155644787339?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3255840155644787339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3255840155644787339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3255840155644787339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3255840155644787339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-week.html' title='Last Week....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SkJjddakzRI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0LG54UfEldI/s72-c/DSCF1316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3587870436106936313</id><published>2009-06-10T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:09:49.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Show, Tinkerbell is in Trouble and Big Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past weekend we headed up to my parents house to watch the air show. My parents live in the neighborhood that is right next to the runway so we could see everything from their front yard. I didn't really want to fight the crowds on base so we decided it would be better to watch it from there. We got up really early so that we could get there before the traffic got too bad. Both of my sisters and their husbands came over and we just hung out all day long eating junk food and getting sunburned. Peyton had a lot of fun watching the planes and playing in the front yard, she especially liked drawing on her uncle Thom with the sidewalk chalk. After the air show got over we packed up the car and headed home and spent the rest of the weekend relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345770826460725314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Si_-PlnWgEI/AAAAAAAAAmw/k_LAAJzNl2A/s320/DSCF1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to get some better pictures, the jets were flying right over the house but my camera would not take the picture fast enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, Peyton was just playing around the house and sometimes when she starts to act up I tell her that if she doesn't stop she will have to go in the corner. Well Deven was walking back to our bedroom and he tells me to hurry and come look at something Peyton had done. I am thinking the worst because Peyton loves to make huge messes, but I pleasantly surprised at what I saw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345773031219217618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SjAAP6-vRNI/AAAAAAAAAm4/NV0NKAmaqQQ/s320/DSCF1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Apparently Tinkerbell had done something wrong and it landed her in the corner. Peyton was very pleased with herself for doing such a good job at disciplining her doll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The big news of this week is that Deven and I both got laid off from our jobs on Monday! We knew it was coming so we were not too surprised, but it is still a hard stressful thing to go through. We are lucky to have great family and friends to help us get through everything and we are much better off than a lot of people that go through losing their jobs. Deven is filling out job applications like crazy and has a couple of things going on that are looking pretty promising. We are just sitting tight and hoping that he finds something soon. I am trying to get all of my Medical Transcription school stuff done as fast as I can so that I can get looking for a job doing that soon. I am about halfway finished so hopefully I can find a job that will allow me to work from home, since having to pay for day care for 2 kids will be super expensive. So keep your fingers crossed for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are looking forward to the rest of the summer, I am especially looking forward to the 4th of July! It is one of my favorite holidays and I am anxious to see how Peyton reacts to the fireworks this year, since last year she was too tired to stay up and watch! My niece's 5th birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks so we are excited for that, and my uncle Jon, who I have not seen in years, is flying out from Illinois in the middle of July so it will be way fun to see him again. Peyton is getting sick of being cooped up in the house because of all the rain and thunderstorms so hopefully we will get a break soon so I can take her back to the pool. I am already dreading being pregnant for the rest of the summer I wish that I was farther along than I am but oh well. This baby boy is kicking my butt already and I am terrified that since he is already measuring big that he is going to be huge by the time I am ready to deliver him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3587870436106936313?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3587870436106936313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3587870436106936313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3587870436106936313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3587870436106936313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/06/air-show-tinkerbell-is-in-trouble-and.html' title='Air Show, Tinkerbell is in Trouble and Big Changes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Si_-PlnWgEI/AAAAAAAAAmw/k_LAAJzNl2A/s72-c/DSCF1299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5264380202832886164</id><published>2009-05-28T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:00:08.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summer Time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memorial Day weekend to me is always the kickoff to summer! Dev went up to Idaho on Friday and spent a couple of days fishing with his dad while Peyton and I headed up to my parents and spent the weekend at their house. Peyton had a lot of fun playing outside and getting really really dirty. On Friday night she decided that she wanted to help my mom pull some weeds and proceeded to throw dirt everywhere and on everyone. My mom got the brunt of it but when I took Peyton inside to give her a bath she left a nice layer of dirt on the bottom of the bathtub after I got her all sprayed off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday I went shopping at Carter's for the second time this month! I think I may have a problem. I found so much cute stuff, too much maybe, so I went a little overboard and left the store with a heaping bag of clothes! We now have a good start on clothes for the baby, thankfully Carter's is starting to put some winter clothes out, not a lot but I am sure as the summer goes on there will be more and more to choose from. Peyton cleaned up, she got so much stuff, she is set for summer I should not have to buy her anymore unless it's too cute of an outfit to pass up!! My little sister Katy bought Peyton a little pink tee-ball set and so we spent the weekend watching her play with it. She knew exactly what to do and she can hit the ball really well, which is awesome! Dev came back from Idaho on Sunday so we loaded up the jeep and headed home and spent the rest of the day relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday we had Deven's mom and little sister's Dancee and Hollee come down to our house to go swimming. We have lived in our house for 2 1/2 years and this was the first time that we have used the pool! Last summer it seemed like we were never home so we never used it. But we were excited to see how Peyton would react to being in a pool for the first time. The pool was of course packed since everyone had the day off, so when we got there and headed into the water I think Peyton got a little overwhelmed with all of the splashing and water flying around. So she was not having very much fun at first and wanted to get out. We headed down into deeper water and Dev held her in his lap on the edge of the pool for a little bit and then he got in with her and she was fine. By the time we were ready to go she was jumping off the edge of the pool into Dev's arms. I am mad because I forgot to bring the camera and take pictures, but we have all summer to keep going back so I will get some pictures soon. This Saturday my family is all coming down to swim so I will get some good pictures then hopefully! We are excited for all the fun stuff that is sure to happen this summer, and it is nice to have warm weather and being able to take Peyton outside to play and get all of her energy out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340917037483640482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh6_v4oLRqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Nxa7yOeNBCU/s320/DSCF1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Playing tee-ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340917166109000722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh6_3Xy2hBI/AAAAAAAAAlg/fxGXLslfMJ4/s320/DSCF1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Getting ready to throw some dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340917286343767090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh6_-XtDdDI/AAAAAAAAAlo/dSCB8NK7kK8/s320/DSCF1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus enjoying being outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340917427555039986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh7AGlwcevI/AAAAAAAAAlw/gg8EEI1Jnp4/s320/DSCF1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocking her new sunglasses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340919305044748050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh7Bz3835xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jFw8gy7P_JE/s320/DSCF1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Katy having some fun with some very big bubbles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340919417633877874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh7B6bYNr3I/AAAAAAAAAmA/_gon6G2mcPg/s320/DSCF1276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready to go play outside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340919565002294946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh7CDAXlRqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/woytvGJQybc/s320/DSCF1277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5264380202832886164?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5264380202832886164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5264380202832886164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5264380202832886164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5264380202832886164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-summer-time.html' title='It&apos;s Summer Time!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sh6_v4oLRqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Nxa7yOeNBCU/s72-c/DSCF1262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3041633423073717710</id><published>2009-05-18T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:28:27.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks a little uncomfortable....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holy cow it's hot today! Our a/c at our house is still broken and we are being cheap and have not gotten it fixed yet, I am sure that we are going to break down and do it soon though. I don't know how we can hold out for much longer, especially when the temp.'s get into the 100's! Today I had my 20 week ultra sound and everything looks great! The baby is still a boy, which is a good thing considering all the clothes that we bought for him last weekend in Park City. He was moving like crazy throughout the entire ultrasound, so it was hard to get any really good pictures of him. But we are so happy that he looks healthy and he is measuring a week bigger than he should be so my dates are either off or we are going to have a big boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past week we moved Peyton out of her crib and into a toddler bed. I was worried that she would just stay up and play all night long but I was wrong. She loves her bed! We have moved the crib and changing table into the third bedroom that we had been using as Peyton's playroom. She was a little worried while we were moving all the furniture out she seemed pleasantly surprised to see us moving all of her toys into her room. Now all of the old furniture is sitting in the middle of the empty room while we wait to figure out how we are going to paint the new baby's room. Once we put Peyton in her bed at night she only gets up a couple of times but we just have to poke our head in and tell her to get back in bed and she does. So we are very happy that she has transitioned so well, hopefully she does this well once the baby comes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324099028186002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH7_V2085I/AAAAAAAAAko/_n3FT3sjjzc/s320/DSCF1261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324312386204034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH8LwrV8YI/AAAAAAAAAkw/xA0GSCt7ytk/s320/DSCF1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of where and how she fell asleep yesterday while Dev and I were watching the playoff basketball games. I thought it looked really uncomfortable but she didn't seem to mind. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324539873639906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH8ZAIkveI/AAAAAAAAAk4/pMXLmLvF0YE/s320/DSCF1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324616645136114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH8deIUzvI/AAAAAAAAAlA/jjXILHMmvBA/s320/DSCF1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324703317193218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH8ihAjcgI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JinQ7R0APDw/s320/DSCF1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337325030658771794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH81kc3i1I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/imLpWYAxhpA/s320/DSCF1257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3041633423073717710?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3041633423073717710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3041633423073717710' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3041633423073717710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3041633423073717710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/looks-little-uncomfortable.html' title='Looks a little uncomfortable....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/ShH7_V2085I/AAAAAAAAAko/_n3FT3sjjzc/s72-c/DSCF1261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7626288944888227146</id><published>2009-05-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:49:42.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A date?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deven and I are supposed to be burning up in the hot Las Vegas sun right now but we decided at the last minute not to go. The money for the trip can be better spent on other more "practical" things. Being an adult with responsibilities can suck sometimes! But we are still going to have a fun weekend. Tonight Dev's mom is going to watch Peyton and we are going to head out for dinner and a movie! Not that big of a deal to some people, but we haven't been to a movie in a long long time so it's a huge deal for us! We are going to try and go see a movie every Friday for the next 3 weeks, simply because there are 3 movie that are coming out that we want to see. So tonight it will be the new Star Trek movie. We are not huge Star Trek fans but the movie looks awesome so we figure why not go see it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333492284342081378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SgRe-Xx_F2I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AO3fBdv5uUQ/s320/new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tomorrow we are going to head up to Park City with my sister Darcy and her hubby Thom to do some baby clothes shopping! Since we both had girls first we have plenty of little girls clothes to go around, but now that we are having boys we are starting from scratch. Everyone says that finding little boys clothes is hard so I am hoping to find some cute stuff, the biggest problem is that my baby is due the first week of October, and all of the stores have their summer clothes out! But I figured I can stock up on lots of onsies and p.j.'s and buy some clothes for next summer and hope that he fits into them next year! When Peyton was first born she wore onsies all the time because she had a ton of them and she was constantly spitting up so those were the easiest thing to change her in and out of so I figure you can never have too many of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333493604167806418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SgRgLMg9bdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ZYDn2aZkzeo/s320/carters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love this store!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am trying to figure out how to decorate the new baby's room. We have a black crib and changing table, and I have already decided on the room being a New York Yankees theme. I just am not sure how I want to paint it. So the next few weeks we will be brainstorming on how we want to get that room painted. Also Peyton is probably going to be moving into a toddler bed this weekend! I want to get her in it and use to it before the baby comes so we are just going to bite the bullet and get it done now! Hopefully she will like it and want to sleep in it and not just stay up at night and play with all of her toys. I bought a new diaper bag today and I am way excited about it! It looks huge so I am hoping that I will be able to fit everything that I need for Peyton and the new baby in it with no problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333495772419458402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SgRiJZ4cBWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/kl5pkL40QmM/s320/be_smart_sporty_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;New Diaper bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We have decided on some possible names for the baby. We are pretty sure that we have one picked out but I want to do a little poll and see what everyone else thinks. So be sure and vote for your favorite name, up on the right side of the blog! The choices are Turner Scott Sorensen, Turner Jack Sorensen, or Sterling Scott Sorensen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5509404288844430482-7626288944888227146?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7626288944888227146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7626288944888227146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7626288944888227146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7626288944888227146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/05/date.html' title='A date?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SgRe-Xx_F2I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AO3fBdv5uUQ/s72-c/new-star-trek-poster_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1149170268243948403</id><published>2009-04-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:33:27.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my last post I mentioned that we had a new addition to the family. A dwarf hamster that we have named Skylash Cupcake or just Cupcake as we call her. She seems to have adjusted from her move from the pet store to our house just fine. Gus is still not quite sure what the heck she is but he does pretty well with her. Peyton would spend all day watching her, even though she sleeps most of the day Peyton finds her to be incredibly interesting. She doesn't make a lot of noise, she doesn't require a lot of attention, she is the most low maintenance pet ever. So we are loving her so far and hopefully she is happy with us, she is spoiled and gets a lot more treats than she should but I can't help it and Peyton loves to watch her eat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327718405154534210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se_bqXqL80I/AAAAAAAAAjs/F7B3Kid6XZg/s320/DSCF1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is not the greatest picture, it is hard to get a good one since she is so small and I don't want to blind her with the flash on my camera. Yes that is a toilet paper roll behind her, she uses it as her house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are hopefully going to be going on a trip to Vegas in a couple of weeks. Dev's sister Hollee and her hubby Bryan are going for their anniversary and they were nice enough to invite us to tag along! I wanted to go on a trip so so bad, so when they called and asked if we wanted to go I jumped right on it. We will be gone 5 days, and we are leaving Peyton behind so it will be hard to be without her but I needed to get away somewhere so this will be perfect. Peyton will be staying with my sister Darcy so Peyton will get to be with her cousin Haley the entire time so she probably won't even notice that we are gone, she didn't last summer when we were in New York for a week. So I am sure it will be harder for Dev and I to leave her than it will be for her. But I am looking forward to sitting by the pool, even though I will look like a beached whale in my maternity swimsuit, and shopping and eating, and just having fun with Dev. So thank you Bryan and Hollee hopefully you won't regret inviting us :) !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also I went to my Dr.'s appointment today, and so far so good, the heartbeat sounded great! I took my blood test and will get the results for that in about a week, so hopefully everything comes back clear and there are not any problems. The only bad news is that I do not get my ultrasound for another 3 weeks!!! Major bummer! So after the dr.'s appointment we went over to the mall to grab something to eat and so that I could buy a swimsuit for Vegas. Well next to the Motherhood Maternity store there is a fetal photos studio, pretty convenient huh? So we decided that we would go see how much they charge to just get a quick look at the baby and try to see what is it was a boy or a girl. The price was right so we decided to go for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's a BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We are so so excited! The dr. said he was 200% sure that is was a boy and he took some pictures of the area between his legs and it is pretty obvious. Also he took a good profile body shot and none of the indicators of the problems that Elizabeth had were there. So we feel so much better, we have our official ultrasound in 3 weeks and they will measure everything and check for problems but from what we saw today the baby looks perfectly healthy. So that is the big news of the week! Now we just have to wait for forever for him to get here, but I have a lot to do in the meantime. I need to go buy baby boy clothes and get his room ready. So as much as I wish he could just be here now, we are no where near ready, but at least we can call the baby a boy and not an it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327722818479503074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se_frQk2tuI/AAAAAAAAAj0/4Mz3KrKaptM/s320/DSCF1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These pics are not going to be great since they are pictures of a picture. But this is the body profile shot. The head is to the left and the legs are to the right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327723291800285250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se_gGz1UsEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/9JgKpTg4qC8/s320/DSCF1244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a face profile, it's a little hard to see but he is looking up, and his nose and mouth are right in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327723637883539778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se_ga9GAEUI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BZ58rUUiDaU/s320/DSCF1245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here are his man parts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1149170268243948403?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1149170268243948403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1149170268243948403' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1149170268243948403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1149170268243948403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-addition.html' title='New Addition'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se_bqXqL80I/AAAAAAAAAjs/F7B3Kid6XZg/s72-c/DSCF1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6933994247484290219</id><published>2009-04-20T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:42:12.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulip Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we headed out to Thanksgiving Point with my family to go check out the Tulip Festival. I had never been to Thanksgiving Point so I wasn't sure what to expect. That place is gorgeous! Peyton loved being able to run around as much as she wanted, we had to keep her from picking all of the flowers but she still had fun. There was a big grassy hill that Deven and Thomas and even my mom thought would be fun to roll down. My mom only made it about half way down but it was still funny to watch, Dev and Thom rolled down a few times and they had quite the audience watching them. After we walked around the gardens, headed over to the Dinosaur Museum, which was really interesting and they had a lot of cool stuff there. Today we added a new member to the family. We went out and bought a Chinese dwarf hamster for Peyton, we are trying to teach her to be softer with things so hopefully the hamster will help. I think Dev loves the hamster more than she does though. We have named her Sky lash Cupcake, but we just call her Cupcake, my sisters daughter Haley wanted to name her new sibling Skylash Cupcake so we borrowed the name since my sister is having a boy! Thanks for the name Haley! I will post pictures of her later. This weather is awesome so far and we are thoroughly enjoying it hopefully it stays like this for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326993661185577826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se1Igt-5U2I/AAAAAAAAAjU/pVtrpqKzuYg/s320/April+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dev and Thom rolling down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326993796097553026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se1IokkasoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Il3IH81ZAhU/s320/April+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peyton pushing her stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&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/5509404288844430482-6933994247484290219?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6933994247484290219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6933994247484290219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6933994247484290219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6933994247484290219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/04/tulip-festival.html' title='Tulip Festival'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Se1Igt-5U2I/AAAAAAAAAjU/pVtrpqKzuYg/s72-c/April+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1670556367909471374</id><published>2009-04-11T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:00:00.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Animal Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So today we went up to the American West Heritage Center in Wellsville and took Peyton to Baby Animal Days. Peyton is obsessed with animals so we figured we couldn't go wrong taking her somewhere with lots of baby animals. We stayed up at my parents house last night so that we didn't have to get up super super early to drive all the way up to Cache Valley. We still got up earlier than we usually do on weekends but it wasn't bad, my sister Darcy and her Husband Thom came with us so we picked them up and then headed out. Our first stop was the restaurant Angie's in Logan, I love that place the food is awesome and cheap and they have the best breakfast! After we stuffed our faces we drove up to Smithfield City Cemetery to put some flowers on Elizabeth's grave and then it was off to see the animals. Peyton had a lot of fun and she got to see baby rabbits, chickens, ducks, goats, sheep and cows. She tends to be a little rough with just about everything she comes in contact with so we had to be really careful when she pet all the animals so that she didn't love them too hard. But it was a fun day and we have decided that next year we are coming up again and we will have Peyton and Haley as well as the 2 new babies so it will be an even bigger adventure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624911074796306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFQpp4IoxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/CYwcZctS3Jw/s320/DSCF1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Having some fun at Grandma and Grandpa's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323625468903836786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFRKH88THI/AAAAAAAAAiM/mqphfmsIuwg/s320/DSCF1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bath time fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626076028805122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFRtdq0IAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Y72Rmf_i7LY/s320/DSCF1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A freaking cute baby goat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626674273943762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFSQSTkgNI/AAAAAAAAAic/RkUUACbbV70/s320/DSCF1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby cows &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626950158034754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFSgWDdp0I/AAAAAAAAAik/9qU_vZO4p2g/s320/DSCF1220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323627914215373218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFTYdcpOaI/AAAAAAAAAis/siqwB0okd-s/s320/DSCF1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Baby Turtles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323628336170606194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFTxBWnHnI/AAAAAAAAAi0/txiDknAt4As/s320/DSCF1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A nasty rattlesnake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The biggest thing that happened this week was that we bought a new car. Deven's truck was about ready to die so we decided to trade it in and get something new. We drove over to Car Max, and looked around for awhile and we found 2 cars that we really liked. Deven wanted a truck and we found one that he fell in love with. It was a huge 2007 Dodge Ram 2500 with an extended cab. It had everything that he could want in a truck, I was ok with buying it but it was a huge truck and I was not really comfortable with the idea of driving it. Also the previous owner was a smoker so the inside of the truck stunk like old cigarette smoke so that made me not like it as much. We were going to buy it and were about 5 minutes away from signing all the paperwork but them there was some problems with the title of our old truck and the dealership was closing so we went home and were going to go back the next day and sign the paperwork and take it home. Well that night we got to talking and decided that we didn't really need a truck that big and that we should get something a bit more practical. So the next day we went and bought the other car we were looking at and this is what we got....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323630889996975762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFWFrGQ_pI/AAAAAAAAAi8/S63nQaXeTCU/s320/DSCF1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a 2006 Jeep Grand Cherokee and we absolutely love it! It has all the space that we need for when the new baby comes, and it drives great and I think it looks pretty great too! So far so good, if anyone needs to buy a car I highly recommend going to Car Max they have a ton of cars to choose from and they were so nice and extremely helpful. This week is full of birthdays for our family and this next weekend we are planning on going to the Tulip festival at Thanksgiving Point so hopefully the weather stays nice so there will actually be flowers to look at! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A quick little side note, so far the pregnancy is going great! I am starting to feel better and I have been enjoying being able to eat again! I still get sick in the mornings but it is not too bad. My next Dr.'s appt. is on the 22nd and I am pretty anxious for it. This will be the appointment where they will draw my blood for the quad screen test. This test was the one that first alerted us to the fact that Elizabeth had some problems. So I am anxious to get the results from this test, I will also get my paperwork to schedule my ultrasound where we find out the sex of the baby! We can't wait to find out what we are having, my sister is having a boy so we are anxious to see if we will be giving him a girl or boy to pal around with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1670556367909471374?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1670556367909471374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1670556367909471374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1670556367909471374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1670556367909471374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-animal-days.html' title='Baby Animal Days'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SeFQpp4IoxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/CYwcZctS3Jw/s72-c/DSCF1200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7694335524872345081</id><published>2009-04-03T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:09:42.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night Deven and I were just hanging out in the living room watching Peyton run around like a crazy woman, which has become a part of our nightly routine now for some reason. She ran off to her toy room and we just assumed that she was in there occupying herself with her toys. Things were a little to quiet, so I went back there to check and see what was going on and this is what I found...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320527489041588594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SdZPj9oGYXI/AAAAAAAAAh0/wk7EPNuimJg/s320/DSCF1197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320527573855400898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SdZPo5lSc8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/LYSHg_-ZWq4/s320/DSCF1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She had pulled the drawers out of this storage cabinet that holds all of her play food and play kitchen utensils and decided to climb in. I am still not sure how she did it but she did and it took us a few minutes to get her out. We are having an Easter Egg hunt and are dying Easter eggs tomorrow for her and Haley since Haley is going to California over Easter weekend with my parents. So I will have lots of pictures to upload this weekend! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7694335524872345081?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7694335524872345081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7694335524872345081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7694335524872345081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7694335524872345081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuck.html' title='Stuck...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SdZPj9oGYXI/AAAAAAAAAh0/wk7EPNuimJg/s72-c/DSCF1197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1327542343397422195</id><published>2009-03-24T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:47:24.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Carpet...Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much has been going on the past week, Dev and I have both been super busy with work but it is something that we are grateful for considering how many people out there do not have jobs. So we are very happy that we both have good jobs, especially with my job being so flexible that I can work from home and be with Peyton all day long! We have really been enjoying the nice weather that we had this past week, we went on walks every day and tried to teach Peyton how to ride her tricycle. She likes it better when we just push her on it, why peddle yourself when mom and dad will do all the work for you. She loves to be outside, every time we go on a walk she stops every 2 seconds to look at what is on the ground, she is constantly asking us "What's this?". She is learning new things everyday and she has been so much fun to watch. We are teaching her the ABC'S right now and so far she is doing pretty good. She likes to repeat everything that people say, so we are having to be extra careful with what we say around her because we never know what she will pick up on. Peyton has also become very helpful around the house. She loves to help take the dishes out of the dishwasher, and help me fold the laundry, and she is getting better at picking up her toys. She also loves to make sure that the toilet seat lids are down, which is great except since I have been so sick she tends to slam the lid down on my head when I am throwing up which is not so pleasant. But she is just trying to help. She loves to play with toy babies, so for Easter we are most likely going to be getting her a baby and a baby stroller and things to play with. Hopefully it will help her get somewhat ready for the real baby that will be joining her later on this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The biggest thing that has gone on for us recently is we finally got our new carpet!! When we first moved into our house in Dec. of 2006, we had a lovely little Rottweiler named Harley. He wasn't so little, he was 6 months old and he was a very active puppy. One day when Dev and I got home from work, we walked into our house and Harley had decided to rip up a huge chunk of carpet right just on the other side of the tile entry way. It was horrible, we ended up giving Harley away because he was just to big of a dog to have cooped up in our condo. But we have lived with our carpet ripped and dirty ever since then and this weekend we got it fixed!! It looks so much better, we only replaced the carpet in the hallway and the living room/dining room. We tried to get the color to match the carpet that we have in the 3 bedrooms and we got really close but it's not a perfect match. So in the next few months we are going to replace the carpet in the bedrooms as well. The house feels so much better and roomier with new carpet I love it. I am starting a new rule of no shoes in the house because and we are going to be feeding Peyton in the kitchen more often because I don't want it to get messy. Peyton is still in the habit of throwing any food that she doesn't want to eat to Gus. We don't have much planned for the next few weeks, I am going to be doing some major spring cleaning and working on getting things de cluttered. Over the Easter weekend we are going to be taking Peyton up to Cache Valley for baby animal days, and to do some Easter egg hunts up there. Hopefully the spring weather decides to come back soon so Peyton can spend some more time outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808296756208450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckY-esA40I/AAAAAAAAAg8/StkWVJz3S88/s320/DSCF1188.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had to rip out the old carpet and pad the night before, I couldn't believe how much dirt and dust was underneath it. You can see all the dirt floating around in the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808544481436594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckZM5iT47I/AAAAAAAAAhE/W5Fi2TzEm58/s320/DSCF1189.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was about 10 at night when we ripped all the old stuff out and Peyton slept through all the noise we were making. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808648190090850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckZS74YXmI/AAAAAAAAAhM/d7rikuQKLaY/s320/DSCF1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316809001630176322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckZngjEFEI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ejgiTEsPLKg/s320/DSCF1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gus was trying to figure out what was going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316809106517583330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckZtnSK5eI/AAAAAAAAAhc/iX6P2NKn3Vg/s320/DSCF1193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peyton enjoying the finished product. We had to move all of the furniture into her playroom, and the couches were standing on end in the kitchen so it was nice when it was all finished and we could move everything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316809219036057874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckZ0KcqkRI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ny-5ofdop88/s320/DSCF1194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my super cute friend &lt;a href="http://corandmeg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;, nominated me for a blogger award! Thanks Megan! It has been so much fun seeing her family grow this past year, and to look at pictures of her new baby boy Hayden! He is so adorable and she is such an awesome mommy and every time you read her blog you can see how much she loves her son and husband. She has also been such a great example to me about staying positive about every obstacle that may come her way! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808013083832002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckYt97P7sI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3y3AbWRdBUo/s320/sister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the logo in your blog or post.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nominate 5 blogs which show great attitude and/ or gratitude&lt;br /&gt;3. Be sure to link your nominees within your post.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they have received this award by commenting on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;5. Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to pick just 5 people but here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://aktlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.bsatkinson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://bryanandhollee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hollee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://moyesfamilymoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dee Dee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://danyelleandmikael.blogspot.com/"&gt;Danyelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/5509404288844430482-1327542343397422195?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1327542343397422195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1327542343397422195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1327542343397422195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1327542343397422195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-carpetfinally.html' title='New Carpet...Finally!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SckY-esA40I/AAAAAAAAAg8/StkWVJz3S88/s72-c/DSCF1188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7056379158105942499</id><published>2009-03-09T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:48:33.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Month Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Peyton's 18 month check up and everything looks good. The doctor said that she is developing perfectly, which is always nice to hear. She did pretty good, she was not shy and she was very talkative. She showed the Dr. all of her books, and she of course had to show him her belly button. He said that it is pretty obvious that she likes to be the center of attention, and he got quite a few laughs at the things she was doing. She let him check her ears, and her heart and lungs and nose but when it came time to check in her mouth she was not having it. I had to hold her head still and he had to open her mouth and when he got done she let him have it. She pointed her finger at him and started yelling "no no no" he quickly apologized and she was over it like nothing had ever happened. He told me not to worry about potty training and that she will let us know when she is ready. After he left the nurse came in to give Peyton her shots. She only had to have 2 this time so that was nice. She did ok, she cried as she was getting them but once I picked her back up she was fine after she yelled at the nurse. So we are done with her checkups for another 6 months when she goes in for her 2 year appointment which is crazy, I can't believe she is a year and a half! Here is how she measures up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Weight: 21 lbs, 15th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 31 inches, 30th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head Circumference: 19 inches, 91st percentile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So she is still small but her head is still pretty big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7056379158105942499?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7056379158105942499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7056379158105942499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7056379158105942499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7056379158105942499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/03/18-month-checkup.html' title='18 Month Checkup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6799371781411703425</id><published>2009-03-04T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:45:11.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When is it going to end!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was hoping maybe this pregnancy would be different than my other 2, so far it is slightly different but not in the way that I wanted. I was hoping that I could just skip the morning sickness this time but it was just not to be. With Peyton I was throwing up pretty much after every meal, but once I threw up the nausea went away. With Elizabeth it was the same way. But with this baby I am throwing up a little less but I feel sick all day long, and it's to the point that nothing sounds good so I am hardly eating anything. Also I have not had a Dr. Pepper in about a month now because the thought of drinking one makes me sick, so that is a bummer! I have been drinking a lot more water so that is a plus, but everything gives me heartburn already so it has been a rough few weeks. I am hoping that all of this will go away in the next few weeks because it will suck if it is like this the whole pregnancy! We are still trying to get Peyton to understand that there is another baby coming but so far she is oblivious that anything new is happening. She has however picked up a new habit, she has noticed that I am throwing up a lot so she has been walking around the house making gagging noises which is pretty funny. I am debating on what to do the next few months with her, she is starting to show an interest in getting potty trained, she definitely loves to show us that she can sit on her potty on her own. But I don't know if she really is ready and I don't want to force it on her. I will ask her if she has to go potty but I don't really get a response and she doesn't really notice when she goes in her diaper. Also I am debating whether or not to move her to a toddler bed right now, I like having her in her crib because she can't get out. I know that when I move her to a toddler bed she is going to get up and start playing in her room instead of going to bed. But I think that getting her out of a crib now will be easier than after the baby is born because I will already be up at night with a baby I don't need to add Peyton being up late to that as well. So we have a lot of things to decide on and luckily we still have a long time before the baby gets here to get them done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309388585459308354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sa68ycLQ10I/AAAAAAAAAgU/tfcVIEb6TAk/s320/DSCF1177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309388706070133426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sa685dfH-rI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uI6okJTNcDo/s320/DSCF1175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309389040145576898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sa69M6A6s8I/AAAAAAAAAgk/ZD-xVJm5J9I/s320/DSCF1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This was taken a few weeks ago at my parents house, this is the first time she really went out and played in the snow. She was not really a big fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6799371781411703425?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6799371781411703425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6799371781411703425' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6799371781411703425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6799371781411703425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-is-it-going-to-end.html' title='When is it going to end!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/Sa68ycLQ10I/AAAAAAAAAgU/tfcVIEb6TAk/s72-c/DSCF1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4380909094003032166</id><published>2009-02-24T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:30:49.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Summers in a Row!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after the past 2 summers of being pregnant and all the loveliness that goes along with it, I vowed to never be pregnant in the summer again. Well that did not last long!!! We are having another baby!!!! This was definitely not planned but then again Dev and I don't really plan things any way so why plan a pregnancy! I am 8 weeks and we had our first Dr.'s appointment today, so far everything looks great, the baby is due on October 7th, which seems forever away! We were not going to tell anyone for awhile because of what happened with Elizabeth but we are way too excited to keep it a secret, we know it is really early but we are being as optimistic as we can that everything is going to go awesome. My older sister is also pregnant and she is only 4 weeks ahead of me so we are way excited to be pregnant together and that our babies are going to be so close together in age. I am pretty sick right now and extremely tired but hopefully that goes away soon. Peyton has no idea what is going on but hopefully once I start to get a belly she will start to understand a little better. So this will make 3 summers in a row that I have been pregnant but, oh well I am pretty used to it by now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4380909094003032166?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4380909094003032166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4380909094003032166' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4380909094003032166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4380909094003032166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-summers-in-row.html' title='3 Summers in a Row!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2635916431804637172</id><published>2009-02-17T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:12:51.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Craziness that is Peyton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZyOKPcaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ognuP6R9FM8/s1600-h/DSCF1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861336744096162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZyOKPcaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ognuP6R9FM8/s320/DSCF1171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZt_QfNyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OnCF9En-KBk/s1600-h/DSCF1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861264024287010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZt_QfNyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OnCF9En-KBk/s320/DSCF1170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having some fun before bedtime showing off her belly button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZnAojZqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/nbArtdjtEm0/s1600-h/DSCF1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861144134575778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZnAojZqI/AAAAAAAAAfs/nbArtdjtEm0/s320/DSCF1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZjWdNKLI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DJOGFanpeFY/s1600-h/DSCF1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861081273084082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZjWdNKLI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DJOGFanpeFY/s320/DSCF1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with Daddy's hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2635916431804637172?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2635916431804637172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2635916431804637172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2635916431804637172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2635916431804637172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/02/craziness-that-is-peyton.html' title='The Craziness that is Peyton'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZsZyOKPcaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ognuP6R9FM8/s72-c/DSCF1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4523251158472490726</id><published>2009-02-15T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:51:31.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing to exciting going on with us. The past few weeks we have just been hanging out at home. We got our tax return a week ago and we have already spent it! Deven's truck got fixed, that was a pretty expensive fix but we are back to 2 working vehicles which is always nice. We got our carpet ordered and it should be installed in the next few weeks, and we bought a new TV for our living room. So it was money well spent but it is still crazy how fast is goes! Peyton is still teething, it seems like every time I get a good look inside of her mouth I see another new tooth coming in. She is talking a lot more and she loves to blow kisses. Her 18 month check up is in a few weeks so it will be interesting to see how much she weighs now. For Valentine's day we stayed at home and relaxed all day long. On Friday night we went to dinner with our friends Alex and Kelsey to Flemming's Steak House in Salt Lake. It was expensive but it was worth every penny, the food was so so good! I am very anxious for spring, I bought Peyton a ton of new clothes for spring and summer but it is still too cold for her to wear them so hopefully that changes soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303174586900728850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZipMHoYzBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AHA_NZO7M4I/s320/DSCF1146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peyton's new favorite thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303174045746388450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZiosnrI3eI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WHWJ4ituna0/s320/DSCF1159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of her finished masterpieces :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303174161922902722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZiozYdxysI/AAAAAAAAAfE/sSnlL6UZXoU/s320/DSCF1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The new TV&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303174417634906098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZipCRERT_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/OOq0duBuNYI/s320/DSCF1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her new clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303174974849467730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZipis2kxVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Smxd1LMq_uI/s320/DSCF1150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4523251158472490726?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4523251158472490726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4523251158472490726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4523251158472490726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4523251158472490726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SZipMHoYzBI/AAAAAAAAAfU/AHA_NZO7M4I/s72-c/DSCF1146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2466519714067045972</id><published>2009-02-02T20:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:53:21.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Picture!</title><content type='html'>So this past weekend was a lot of fun, my little sister got married on Friday, and the Superbowl was on Sunday so lots of parties! I just wanted to post a picture my Aunt Kris took of Peyton at the wedding! I will post more when I get copies of the edited pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298429392335063810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYfNdcWeywI/AAAAAAAAAe0/fIUmpeNFsyw/s320/Peyton-+Feb+09+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2466519714067045972?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2466519714067045972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2466519714067045972' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2466519714067045972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2466519714067045972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-picture.html' title='Quick Picture!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYfNdcWeywI/AAAAAAAAAe0/fIUmpeNFsyw/s72-c/Peyton-+Feb+09+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-8401487017078635203</id><published>2009-01-28T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:40:50.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tonight the plan was to go to the gym and then come home and watch the Salt Lake auditions. Well I am sitting around the house in my gym clothes getting everything ready to go just waiting for Dev to walk through the door so we can leave. Well I get a phone call from Deven and he tells me that there has been a change of plans. His uncle Travis had some extra tickets the the Jazz season ticket holders appreciation night. So I had to hurry and change out of my grimy gym clothes get Peyton's diaper bag packed and we had to rush out the door. But it was all worth it, we had a ton of fun! Our friends Alex and Kelsey came with us and after we waited forever to get some autographs but we got them! Dev had his Harpring jersey signed and I waited in 1 line to get William's autograph on Peyton's jersey. Afterwards we went with Alex and Kelsey to The Melting Pot for some awesome fondue dessert! It was so so good! So it turned into a really fun night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296770965181747522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYHpIRxC0UI/AAAAAAAAAeU/dQI-z17Jfwc/s320/DSCF1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton eating her 2nd bag of chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296771068190914514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYHpORgV99I/AAAAAAAAAec/1yiZ5yghTVs/s320/DSCF1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton trying to attack the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296771141245684578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYHpShp9S2I/AAAAAAAAAek/rEKQ70QPeqA/s320/DSCF1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296771242706130546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYHpYboA1nI/AAAAAAAAAes/MW-6UfQ1Y6Y/s320/DSCF1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-8401487017078635203?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8401487017078635203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=8401487017078635203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8401487017078635203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8401487017078635203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-night.html' title='Fun Night!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SYHpIRxC0UI/AAAAAAAAAeU/dQI-z17Jfwc/s72-c/DSCF1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3058996840778985875</id><published>2009-01-25T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:24:47.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimmer Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Dev and I have been going to the gym lately and our gym has a lap pool that I have been taking full advantage of. Yesterday while we were getting ready to head out Peyton decided to get into my gym bag. While she was digging around in there she discovered my swim cap and goggles. She brought them over to me and I decided to try and put them on her and here is what we ended up with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295360738737469778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SXzmiS3_OVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/aqseH-7121k/s320/DSCF1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-3058996840778985875?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3058996840778985875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3058996840778985875' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3058996840778985875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3058996840778985875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/01/swimmer-baby.html' title='Swimmer Baby'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SXzmiS3_OVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/aqseH-7121k/s72-c/DSCF1126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2117325415154571999</id><published>2009-01-17T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:53:16.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Might Have Been....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Elizabeth's due date. The day has come and gone and there were no tears and no breakdowns so that is good. It was hard and my thoughts always seemed to wander to how I should either have a brand new baby or getting ready to welcome a brand new baby into the world. But when you have a half crazed bubbly little red head keeping you busy all day you don't have to sit around and feel bad about things that were supposed to be happening. Things would be so much harder if we did not have Peyton, she is such a blessing in our lives and while we will always be sad that we lost our baby we have our other little girl that puts things into perspective. We love you little Elizabeth and we miss you every day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Makes A Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought of you and closed my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And prayed to God today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked, "What makes a Mother?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know I heard him say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Mother has a baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This we know is true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, God, can you be a mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your baby's not with you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can he replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With confidence in his voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give many women babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When they leave it is not their choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some I send for a lifetime &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And others for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And some I send to feel your womb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's no need to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just don't understand this God &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want my baby here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a breath and cleared his throat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I saw a tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could show you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What your child is doing Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you could see your child smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With other children and say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We go to earth to learn our lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of love and life and fear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but My mommy loved me so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to come straight here!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned my lessons very quickly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mommy set me free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my Mommy oh so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I visit her each day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she goes to sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On her pillow is where I lay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And whisper in her ear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mommy, Please don't be sad today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm your baby and I am here" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see my dear sweet one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your children are okay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your babies are here in My home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is where they'll stay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll wait for you with Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until your lessons there are through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on the day that you come home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they'll be at the gates waiting for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What makes a Mother &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the feeling in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the love you had so much of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right from the very start &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Author Unknown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2117325415154571999?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2117325415154571999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2117325415154571999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2117325415154571999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2117325415154571999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-might-have-been.html' title='What Might Have Been....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5192496028009062964</id><published>2009-01-06T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:37:30.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not too much has been going on lately, we had a good New Year's Dev went up to Idaho to go hunting with his Dad and I stayed down at my parents house with my mom. Nothing really eventful but it was a good weekend. Peyton has been pretty grouchy for the past few days but she is getting some teeth so that is what is causing it. I am not sure how many she is getting because I can never get a really good look inside of her mouth, I can see 2 new ones for sure but I get the feeling she is getting more than just those 2. Here are some pictures that I have taken of her the past few days just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419092005419122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9JRpgeHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/MeUEu0uIoz4/s320/DSCF1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419184089086786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9Oor9u0I/AAAAAAAAAb8/LAwK03zqCwo/s320/DSCF1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288421415007257346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ_QfgTgwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jb4fCDVsPSA/s320/DSCF1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419320731068578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9Wlt86KI/AAAAAAAAAcM/p3w-MpYbW3Q/s320/DSCF1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought the tree in my parents yard looked cool with all the snow on it so I took a picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419409968435186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9byJzD_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/pAqbhXASpTQ/s320/DSCF1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her new favorite place to hang out is in our dryer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419532022658690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9i41ytoI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3W65TL8g3Vo/s320/DSCF1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419617052545250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9n1mf0OI/AAAAAAAAAck/ccZJXrFD5Bw/s320/DSCF1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419693805428098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9sThz3YI/AAAAAAAAAcs/LFs04-tvjNI/s320/DSCF1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teething sucks! It doesn't help that she has a mean mom that makes her get out of the dryer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288419887048449394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ93jaiXXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/x17wgj7v0mA/s320/DSCF1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She really likes the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5192496028009062964?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5192496028009062964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5192496028009062964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5192496028009062964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5192496028009062964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SWQ9JRpgeHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/MeUEu0uIoz4/s72-c/DSCF1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-993778871869179941</id><published>2008-12-29T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:06:58.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas was awesome this year! Even though it was Peyton's 2nd Christmas it was the first one where she was excited about presents. Dev was off on Christmas Eve so we packed up the car and headed up to my parents house. We went out to do some last minute Christmas shopping with my mom and it was nuts! There were so many people out and traffic was crazy! But we finished up our shopping and headed back home. We played some games until it was time for Dev, Peyton and I to head down to Syracuse for the Sorensen's Christmas party. It was such a blast! Santa stopped by and gave out presents to all of the kids, Peyton was not quite sure what to make of him but she didn't cry. We hung out there for awhile and Dev played Rock Band a few times, it was really funny to watch. We headed back up to my parents and got Peyton all ready for bed. I bought her some Yankees pj's to wear and they looked really boyish but oh well, I have to get her cheering for the right team! She went to bed really easy, I didn't give her a nap that day so that she would be really tired and it worked, it also helped that she spent a few hours running around with Haley! Christmas morning I didn't roll out of bed until about 8:30, I went upstairs brushed my teeth then went and had to wake Peyton up, I am sure it will be different next year when she has a better idea about what happens on Christmas! Peyton was not sure what was going on but she seemed to enjoy, we would give her 1 present and she was perfectly content with just that one she didn't even care that she had more to open. Gus loved his stocking, he was more excited than Peyton was, he kept running around and had to play with each of the new toys we bought him. After we opened presents we had breakfast and then headed down to Dev's parents house and did the whole present opening all over again. After that we went back up to my parents for an awesome prime rib dinner! Then we played some games and sat around and talked for a while. The next morning we got up early and went and picked up Thom and Haley and headed out to Smith and Edward's all Deven wanted for Christmas was a pistol so that's what he got now he is going to get his concealed weapons permit and he will be all set. After we bought the gun, we headed back to Bluffdale and went to the mall out by our house, again it was pure craziness, lots of people were out shopping. I bought some new clothes and then we headed home and relaxed. Saturday brought more shopping, and while we were out we decided to get Peyton's ears pierced. We have been debating whether or not we wanted to get it done but we finally just decided to do it. She did so good! She cried for about 5 seconds then they handed her a sucker and she stopped. So it was probably more traumatic for Dev and I then is was for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got a lot of awesome things for Christmas so thank you to all of our family for the great gifts! My mom and and dad got us a few cases of food storage, and Dev 's parents got us a little camp stove thing to go with it. Peyton got a potty, lots of books, some crayons and markers and a big coloring book, some new toys, and this awesome chair and couch set which she loves! Dev of course got his gun, and he got me this awesome new coat that I freaking love! So it was a good Christmas this year and we are looking forward to starting off 2009! Dev is going to head up to Idaho to go hunting with his dad this weekend and Peyton and I will be hanging out up in Layton with my mom, since my Dad will be heading out to New Orleans to see the Utes play in the Sugar Bowl. I hope everyone had a great Christmas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285301391211319186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkpnNIHT5I/AAAAAAAAAac/P5JelRn4AHs/s320/DSCF1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Christmas Eve morning while I was getting her ready to go, she was very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285301500259614642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkptjXQP7I/AAAAAAAAAak/oh_dcBGUGNg/s320/DSCF1052.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here she is with Santa trying to figure out what this strange man is holding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285301634821580562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkp1YpU5xI/AAAAAAAAAas/TTZWUWdB4SY/s320/DSCF1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready to open some presents, she has some pretty sweet bed head going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285301777153930066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkp9q4AM1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/aa9SGb6NvSg/s320/DSCF1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Loving her new crayons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285301898565706498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqEvK04wI/AAAAAAAAAa8/p0iM8awKEMs/s320/DSCF1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gus inspecting all of his new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302002465693250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqKyOg3kI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pu5JurREXVg/s320/DSCF1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sitting in her new chair trying to decide what ornament she is going to steal next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302131494458850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqSS5XleI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kYhO0oROG7o/s320/DSCF1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She gets pretty mad when Haley goes into the bathroom without her so she sits by the door and puts her hands through the crack at the bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302219646022482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqXbSVs1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/8ayIuVrx71I/s320/DSCF1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a picture outside of my parents front door on Christmas night when that freak storm came in. Dev and Kyle tried to ski up the road hanging onto the back of Thom and Darcy's car, it didn't work to well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302296908447682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqb7HIv8I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FyUdIe99HEU/s320/DSCF1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton's new potty that I am anxious for her to start using, but I am pretty sure I am going to be waiting awhile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302370411822498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqgM7tPaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/JNM_P6U6WwA/s320/DSCF1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her new chair that she likes to read books in, she has a couch to go with it but we couldn't fit it in our car with all the other stuff so it will come home later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285302524998756434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkqpM0GqFI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QKKmGxl4GIA/s320/DSCF1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom and dad got her this toy, and it plugs into the the TV and she sits on the horse and she can play games, so it's kinda like her first video game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-993778871869179941?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/993778871869179941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=993778871869179941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/993778871869179941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/993778871869179941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SVkpnNIHT5I/AAAAAAAAAac/P5JelRn4AHs/s72-c/DSCF1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2179937908602226612</id><published>2008-12-18T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:27:34.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Deliciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for some reason I decided that today I was going to do some baking. A huge mess and a few hours later I am all done. I have made homemade oreo's, Peanut Butter cookies with Hershey Kisses, fudge, caramel, and chocolate chip cookies. I have a ton of dishes to do, and I am not sure what to do with everything that I have made but oh well it was fun! Nothing says Christmas better than lots of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281352664400188690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUsiRDci1RI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LHIhmdbY3iw/s320/DSCF1037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is some of the stuff I have made, I still have to get the fudge cut up and put onto plates. If you want any of the recipes let me know everything was really easy to make, especially the caramel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2179937908602226612?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2179937908602226612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2179937908602226612' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2179937908602226612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2179937908602226612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-deliciousness.html' title='Holiday Deliciousness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUsiRDci1RI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LHIhmdbY3iw/s72-c/DSCF1037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5311994633176355520</id><published>2008-12-14T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:25:01.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Snowing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I was very happy yesterday to wake up and see snow on the ground! It doesn't really feel like Christmas to me unless there is snow on the ground. This past week I have been staying up at my parents house because Dev had to go to Phoenix for work and I hate being alone at my house at night so I packed some stuff and headed to Layton. Dev left on Tuesday morning and he got back home on Friday and he has to leave for Denver on Monday so we decided to just stay up here until he is back for good which should be on Thursday. So it has been a crazy week for us. My parents house is not as baby proofed as ours so the days are spent telling Peyton to stay out of the cupboards and to stop stealing the candy canes off of the Christmas tree but it has been a lot of fun staying up here and it is better than being at my house alone! Once Dev got back on Friday we went out to the mall to get some Christmas shopping done and then on Saturday we just lounged around the house, we didn't really have anywhere to go and it was snowing so we watched some movies and we watched Peyton run around the house like a wild child. Peyton got sick this week with some weird viral rash thing, she was covered in red spots. She didn't itch them, and she acted like she had no idea that they were even there but they looked really bad and she had a runny nose a was really grouchy so I took her into the Dr. but he said that there was nothing I could do but just wait for it to go away. But she is now spot free and is in much better mood so hopefully it is gone. We have also decided that our next big vacation is going to be to Florida to go to Disneyworld. We are hoping to go in January of 2010, yeah that is an entire year away but it gives us time to save up money so it can be a fun trip. We are going to go with Bryan and Hollee so it should be a lot of fun. Peyton will be almost 2 1/2 so hopefully she will enjoy it. This year we are most likely not going to go anywhere, we are going to focus on getting our house sold and our new one built so we can be up closer to our families. I still have a little bit of Christmas shopping to get done but we usually wait until the last second to get it all done so I will be one of the crazy people out shopping on Christmas Eve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d710328d2cd7860b" 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://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd710328d2cd7860b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330131175%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1516C793CA9F5B809C6764D720373925A65E6EE5.5CF04B7FAD36177A494F8966569B655B68A934D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd710328d2cd7860b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcC_txambDVWaVD8Xt39u1k5OVcM&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://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd710328d2cd7860b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330131175%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1516C793CA9F5B809C6764D720373925A65E6EE5.5CF04B7FAD36177A494F8966569B655B68A934D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd710328d2cd7860b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcC_txambDVWaVD8Xt39u1k5OVcM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a video of Peyton attempting to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279755435701092642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV1mG3mwSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/BinznUrzKx8/s320/DSCF1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eating at the mall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279756197211402866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV2Sbtz8nI/AAAAAAAAAZk/SZVc7Zg09yk/s320/DSCF1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Giving me a dirty look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279756724841242930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV2xJSkYTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/isPR0VCaHFA/s320/DSCF1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gus wanting to come in the house after playing in the snow. I think it's funny that all the snow sticks to his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279757236284418002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV3O6kH59I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eQWzeOtN55g/s320/DSCF1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The snow in my parent's backyard this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279758323865097906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV4OOHkFrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/G-7nPgrju1Q/s320/DSCF1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate having to brush my car off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279758877132683522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV4ubM1eQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tAB7vglYJPA/s320/DSCF1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton loves to look outside when it's snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5311994633176355520?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d710328d2cd7860b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5311994633176355520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5311994633176355520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5311994633176355520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5311994633176355520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s Snowing!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SUV1mG3mwSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/BinznUrzKx8/s72-c/DSCF1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-445195663711810019</id><published>2008-12-07T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:05:28.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we took Peyton to Hogle Zoo to see the lights. We went with Darcy, Thom and Haley and Hollee and Bryan and had a ton of fun! The it wasn't too cold so it was pretty nice walking around and looking at the lights and the few animals that we could see. I was pretty surprised how many lights they had, they had just about every animal. It was really really crowded though, the regular parking lot was full so we had to park across the street at the This is the Place state park so we had to hike down to the zoo. Peyton did pretty good, we got to the zoo at about 6:30 and she usually goes to bed at 7 or 7:30 so we were a little worried she would be grouchy since it was so close to her bed time. She got a little upset that we didn't take her out of the stroller very much. She wore her new coat for the first time yesterday and it is a little big on her. I got her an 18 month size coat thinking that it would fit her just fine with some room to grow into for the rest of the winter. Well it is bigger than I expected and when its on she can't put her arms down because its poofy and her arms are a lot shorter than the sleeves so her hands are stuck inside of them. She looked a lot like the kid off of The Christmas Story who couldn't put his arms down but at least she was warm. Every animal that she saw was a kitty, so we will have to work with her on the different types of animals there are. At the end of the night we tried a deep fried s'more and it was not too bad. It's definitely not something that I would eat everyday, but it was interesting to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also bought Peyton her new car seat this weekend. She is much happier facing forward! She talks a lot more and she likes being able to look out the windows and see everything that she was missing out on before. I spent about 45 minutes standing in front of the car seat display at Babies R Us trying to figure out which one to buy, I researched the some online and figured out what ones I wanted to get a better look at. But I was pretty surprised by how big they are the one I ended up buying is huge! But it is nice and it looks pretty comfortable and it must be because Peyton falls asleep a lot easier than she did in her old car seat. The only problem that I have with it so far is how big it is, it takes up a ton of room in my backseat, if I had a car with a bigger backseat it would not be that big of a deal, but if we had to fit another car seat back there with this one it would be impossible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262444604118114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STyaO7UjVGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/W8V0JmiDfyk/s320/pTRU1-4527677dt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; This is Peyton's new car seat, you can't really get a good idea of how big it is from this picture so I will have to get a picture of it in my car. But she loves it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262645875806850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STyaapHdkoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/MeddUhHj1kI/s320/DSCF0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Having some fun at Chili's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262699298119890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STyadwIVYNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/FK1e3CgEKbc/s320/DSCF0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She kept stealing Bryan's hat and she thought she was pretty funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277262837630993730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STyalzddhUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-j-5svncNDw/s320/DSCF0990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263173173185746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STya5Vc9DNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AggAwyTDiNg/s320/DSCF1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All bundled up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277263373483274482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STybE_qmcPI/AAAAAAAAAYk/_ZyzCIkF-9s/s320/DSCF0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-445195663711810019?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/445195663711810019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=445195663711810019' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/445195663711810019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/445195663711810019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo Lights!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STyaO7UjVGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/W8V0JmiDfyk/s72-c/pTRU1-4527677dt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6559819365023469550</id><published>2008-12-01T17:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:33:41.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend, Deven's Birthday, and 15 Month Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend was crazy but it was a ton of fun. I have been so excited for Thanksgiving because I love eating, so a holiday completely based around eating is freakin awesome!! We had dinner this year at my parents house. The only bad thing about Thanksgiving is that you have to smell the turkey cooking all day long and it's torture! Deven got up early and took my mom and brother in law Thom out skeet shooting. My parents put their Christmas tree up the day before and Peyton had a lot of fun putting up the ornaments and then taking them back down again. Unless we have the baby gate put up blocking her way into the front room where the tree was she was in there all the time stealing ornaments and candy canes. Peyton decided that right around the time we sat down to eat dinner she wanted to take a nap so she was pretty grouchy but she seemed to enjoy all the food that we gave her. She has discovered that her nose has 2 holes in it that fit she can fit her fingers into so most of the time we were eating we were pulling her fingers out of her nose. But the food was great and and other then Peyton being grouchy it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked through all the Black Friday ads and didn't see anything that I really wanted go out and get. But Old Navy had a pretty good sale going so my sister Darcy and I decided that we would get up early and see if we could get some clothes. I wasn't expecting to see a lot of people with the economy being so bad so I was pretty surprised to see a line outside of Old Navy and really long lines out in front of Toys R' Us and Target. Office Depot even had a line outside of their doors. Hollee and Bryan came with us too so we stood outside in the rain and waited for until 5 am when they opened the doors. I originally went to look for clothes for me since I don't have a good winter wardrobe but I didn't find all that much. I got some shirts and got Dev a pair of jeans, Peyton got a ton of stuff though. She got a few new sweaters and shirts, a couple pair of jeans and a cute little sweat suit, I could shop for clothes for her everyday and never get sick of it! We were in and out in an hour and I was back in bed by 6:10, so it was a pretty successful trip. Dev got up early that morning to head up to Idaho to go hunting with his Dad and a bunch of other guys and he was gone until Saturday evening. He got a pheasant and on Friday but was not very successful Saturday morning when he went goose hunting, but he is going up again a few more times this year so maybe he will have better luck next time. Saturday was Dev's 25th birthday and that night we went to Maddox with some of his family. It was a lot of fun to get together with everyone and Peyton loves going to restaurants because she gets to see a bunch of people and she loves talking to everyone she sees. She ate everything in sight and talked to everyone so she was a lot of fun to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Peyton's 15 month check up. I am really anxious get her in a forward facing car seat so I was hoping that the Dr. would tell me that she weighs 20 pounds, she was 17 pounds at her 12 month checkup. So we got all checked in and stripped her down and stuck her on the scale and she is at 19 pounds! So stinking close!! Oh well we can flip her around soon I was just hoping we would get the go ahead today. So she is now 19 lbs. which puts her in the 8th percentile which is up from the 4th from last time, she is 31 inches long which is the 79th percentile, and her head is 47 cm around which is in the 88th percentile. So she is tall, skinny, and has a big head but her head size is going down which is nice. She did really good at her appointment, she held still while her Dr. gave her her exam and talked to him and was all smiles. He told me that she has excellent social skills and is developing perfectly which is always nice to hear. Then the not so fun part came, the nurse came back in to give Peyton her shots which is always hard to watch. She was just talking away and when she got the first shot her face got really red and she started screaming! She got 4 shots today, and once they were all done and I sat her back up she pointed her finger at the nurse and shouted "NO NO NO!" It was really funny and once she yelled at the nurse she was fine and was back to talking and laughing. This weekend we are going to go by her a new car seat so she won't be so scrunched up in her old one. Hopefully she won't get sick from her second dose of the flu shot she got today, so far she seems just fine. We are looking forward to Christmas, I still have some Christmas shopping to do and lots of baking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275010955964252210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSahCiLADI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5m9Ihz_f5J4/s320/IMG_0938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am making the mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011048764907810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSamcPkoSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/d4jsZnUaIFQ/s320/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The beautiful turkey my mom made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011130727964642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSarNlFn-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/yAdXG1Ul9bk/s320/IMG_0934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275010833192880402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSaZ5LMiRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PH9QQSacH8g/s320/IMG_0932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peyton getting ready to stuff her face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011270642309906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSazWzRGxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/EY23b11HZcE/s320/IMG_0942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haley having fun with Olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011198046241234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSavIXBAdI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FNzk7I4N2nQ/s320/IMG_0937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Deven in his turkey coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011387933726274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSa6LvuFkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bgjF1QnyFLc/s320/DSCF0978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture was taken about 1 minute before the next one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011453862613410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSa-BWZEaI/AAAAAAAAAXE/XuUwXvtv1sI/s320/DSCF0980.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tired baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275011561384760994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSbER5q1qI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JcU8BaycBRs/s320/DSCF0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready to leave for her Dr.'s appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6559819365023469550?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6559819365023469550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6559819365023469550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6559819365023469550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6559819365023469550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-weekend-devens-birthday.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend, Deven&apos;s Birthday, and 15 Month Checkup'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/STSahCiLADI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5m9Ihz_f5J4/s72-c/IMG_0938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1028510607629077146</id><published>2008-11-24T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:21:20.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My house is still standing and there has been no smoke damage, my turkey cooking was successful!! I am far away from being an expert and there were frequent trips to my computer to look up things on the internet and lots of phone calls to my mom, but it turned out. It was actually really good so I was pretty excited, my kitchen looked like a bomb went off in it and cleaning up the mess sucked big time. I definitely have a huge appreciation for what my mom has gone through every Thanksgiving making all that food. I didn't make everything that she usually makes and I was running around like crazy trying to get it all done. I made turkey, mashed potatoes, peas, and gravy out of a package. I was going to try and attempt to make homemade gravy but I chickened out and went with the just add water stuff instead. So all in all it was a pretty good weekend. We ate turkey and watched the BYU vs. University of Utah game which was a big disappointment. We had fun watching it because Peyton got pretty into it, granted she had no idea what was going on. She was screaming at the TV whenever we would scream at the TV, and clap whenever we clapped. We taught her to throw her hands up in the air whenever we said touchdown which sadly we did not get to say very often for BYU. But oh well this years game is over and hopefully Max Hall will learn from his HUGE mistakes and play better next year! Now we are getting ready for Thanksgiving, it is going to be a busy week but we are excited. Dev's birthday is on Saturday and he going to go hunting Friday afternoon and early Saturday morning so he is super excited. Peyton and I will probably be doing some shopping and seeing if we can find Christmas presents for the last remaining people on our list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272413663355001346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SStgStkw2gI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9ret8B0hMLw/s320/DSCF0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There it is, I had to make Dev stop cutting into it so I could get a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272413801586301474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SStgawhrGiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/wP3E_Cd1IxA/s320/DSCF0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272413894710363938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SStggLcLhyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dt6annqqeio/s320/DSCF0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the carcass, we had lots of leftovers which is awesome, turkey leftovers are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1028510607629077146?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1028510607629077146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1028510607629077146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1028510607629077146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1028510607629077146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey.html' title='Turkey!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SStgStkw2gI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9ret8B0hMLw/s72-c/DSCF0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-3022001888979910631</id><published>2008-11-19T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:26:44.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I caved in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I usually wait until the day after Thanksgiving to start ramping up for Christmas. I usually get annoyed when I hear Christmas music right after Halloween or Christmas decorations in stores on Labor Day. This year things are different. As you can see I have put up a Christmas background and there is Christmas music playing a full week before Thanksgiving. Deven and I put up Christmas lights last night and we are trying to decide when we are going to get our tree and if we will keep getting a real one or just buy a fake one. I am still trying to figure out what has changed my attitude I think it might be because the weather has been so warm and it doesn't feel like it normally does or what. But I am ready for the snow, and the cold weather. I love being warm and being able to have my windows open during the day but give me a break its a week before Thanksgiving and we have had 1 good snow storm and it the snow melted the next day! I got Peyton's big winter coat a week ago and she has no need for it because it is still 60 degrees outside! So bring on the snow we are ready for it! I say that now but once the snow comes and stays you will see a post with me complaining about how cold it is outside, but for now I am ready for the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we painted our master bedroom, so now every room but the laundry room is painted. I am very happy with how it turned out and now all we have left is to replace some carpet and the house will be ready to put up for sale and we can hopefully get out of here and into the new house! This weekend is the big BYU vs. University of Utah football game and Dev and I are just going to stay home and watch it. A few weeks ago Dev went hunting a few weeks ago and shot a turkey that has been sitting in our freezer waiting to be cooked. I am going to attempt to cook it on Saturday while the game is on and I am very nervous about it. I have never cooked a turkey before let alone a wild turkey so things could get interesting! I will take some pictures so you can see how big of a mess I make and hopefully it will at least come out somewhat edible, if not we will just have to order pizza I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton is still as crazy as ever. I can see 1 new tooth coming in on the bottom of her mouth but I am thinking that there are a few more that are working their way out. So she has been a little moody but it doesn't stop her from creating a path of destruction. We changed the 3rd bedroom in our house that used to be an office/ room we stuffed all of our junk into, and made it her playroom. Her toys were slowly taking over her room and our living room so we decided that giving her a playroom was the best idea. That room is constantly messy, I will go in and pick up the toys at night when she goes to bed and the next morning she runs in there and makes an even bigger mess than before. But she sure has fun doing it, she talk more and more each day so she is in there having conversations with all of her toys, it is so much fun to listen to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270479391421758290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSBFRG1-1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5PeUcFgl11o/s320/DSCF0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Toys everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270479570376188706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSBPrw54yI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YrUM7Vdn3k0/s320/DSCF0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Her p.j.s are a little to big so her bottoms fall off and she ends up walking around the house without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270480334292604162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSB8JkxVQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Z0Zdu1G0VA0/s320/DSCF0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is our room before we painted, remember that one of my quirks was hating folding and putting away laundry here is the evidence, laundry is everywhere just waiting to be folded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270480510343388082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSCGZajG7I/AAAAAAAAAUs/gTxy_xafGvw/s320/DSCF0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here it is all finished and painted. The picture doesn't really do it justice, it looks and feels way different. The color is called grasland, its a sage green Now we just need to get some new bedding and bedroom furniture and it will look awesome! A flat screen TV would look pretty good too :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482555656344786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSD9czKFNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FxCoLeMeWkA/s320/DSCF0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is just for fun!&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/5509404288844430482-3022001888979910631?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3022001888979910631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=3022001888979910631' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3022001888979910631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/3022001888979910631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-caved-in.html' title='I caved in.'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SSSBFRG1-1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/5PeUcFgl11o/s72-c/DSCF0969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6203847402604098736</id><published>2008-11-13T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:17:55.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Peyton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton is nuts! How so much energy and personality can be packed into that tiny body is beyond me. She does something new everyday, and is running and climbing on things from the second she wakes up to the time she goes to bed. She is very independent, she likes to do things on her own and gets mad if I try to help her out. She is perfectly content entertaining herself all day long, especially now that she has her toy room. I will get her up in the morning and feed her breakfast and then let her loose and usually she heads straight for her playroom and stays in there for hours! I can't go in there and play with her unless she hands me something that I can play with, and whatever it is that she hands me that is it, I can't touch anything else unless she feels like giving me permission. We are going to have to work on her sharing skills, although she has no problem sharing with Gus. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268173306668929954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxPtd8yU6I/AAAAAAAAATY/LHGh-8jQ5cY/s320/DSCF0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268173390363464258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxPyVvHkkI/AAAAAAAAATg/O9fzhQgq6J0/s320/DSCF0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So yesterday we didn't have to go anywhere, on days like that I usually just let Peyton run around in her p.j.'s all day long. Well I had to run to Wal Mart just to grab some milk and I decided that instead of leaving Peyton at home with Dev I would take her with me, and this is the outfit that I picked for our 10 minute trip to get milk. A little too over the top but I think it is stinkin cute so I couldn't help but get her all dressed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268173617920278946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxP_lc5AaI/AAAAAAAAATw/ZJWYsvXh98o/s320/DSCF0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268173716850850898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxQFV_xvFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cKkdkemZRas/s320/DSCF0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who knew that the belly button could be so much fun! Peyton has discovered her belly button and she loves pulling her shirt up and poking it and it keeps her occupied for hours. She also like to pull up my shirt and Dev's shirt and play with our belly buttons. However Dev and I both have innie belly buttons and Peyton has a pretty extreme outtie at the moment so she finds her belly button much more entertaining. So if you ever want to see her belly button just ask her where it is and she will be more than happy to give you a look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268173902455239826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxQQJbT9JI/AAAAAAAAAUI/KASI6WCCcIg/s320/DSCF0957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture makes me laugh because of the story behind it. Dev and I are sitting on the couch right next to this one so we can see every move Peyton makes. Well she tends to think that she is pretty sneaky and she likes to climb on the couches and inch her way to the TV remotes or Deven's laptop. So anytime that Deven catches her doing this he says "No No" and every time Peyton's instant reaction is to drop to the couch in the fetal position and hide, until she thinks it is safe to try again. It has become a regular occurrence each night now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6203847402604098736?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6203847402604098736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6203847402604098736' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6203847402604098736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6203847402604098736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-peyton.html' title='Crazy Peyton'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRxPtd8yU6I/AAAAAAAAATY/LHGh-8jQ5cY/s72-c/DSCF0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1691748425393732310</id><published>2008-11-07T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:39:37.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So we are all recovered from a pretty nasty week! On Monday Peyton started getting sick with the flu, she was throwing up and had horrible nasty diapers, it was just a mess! By Tuesday she was throwing up even more, and by Tuesday evening I was getting it. Ever since I got pregnant with Peyton the only time that I have thrown up was because of morning sickness, I have not had the flu for a long long time, so I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. I hate throwing up, I am sure everyone does but I really really hate it, so spending the entire night hugging the porcelain god sucked big time! By the time early Wednesday morning rolled around poor Deven was starting to get it too! But we are finally feeling better, Peyton is taking a little bit longer to get back to normal but she is doing much better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is my Dad's birthday today, so Dad if you read this Happy freakin Birthday! We love you! It is also our crazy little dog Gus' birthday today. He is now 2 years old and he has been so much fun, he was teeny tiny when we got him and he has not gotten to much bigger. He has the personality of a crotchety old man sometimes but we still love him, and he has been so good with Peyton. She will spend all day getting in his face and tugging on his fur and smacking him and stealing his toys, but he puts up with it and is always be the first one to give her kisses when she gets upset. So happy birthday to our crazy little dog Gus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266109086200055042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRT6UBdpRQI/AAAAAAAAATA/78CSolwCSl4/s320/DSCF0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is never too sick to make a mess, she is in her new Curious George p.j's I probably buy her new p.j.'s every time I go shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266109934312280962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRT7FY7W04I/AAAAAAAAATI/JBXrH73i2OE/s320/DSCF0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266110094646277442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRT7OuN9dUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gQ1mLA1eNLo/s320/DSCF0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We decided to go out to dinner and we got Peyton all dressed up since she has been in p.j.'s all week, this is the coat her Aunt Hollee bought her I think it's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5509404288844430482-1691748425393732310?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1691748425393732310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1691748425393732310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1691748425393732310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1691748425393732310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu.html' title='The Flu'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SRT6UBdpRQI/AAAAAAAAATA/78CSolwCSl4/s72-c/DSCF0931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6944681171627810120</id><published>2008-11-01T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:31:35.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday went great! The day started early, we drove in with Dev to work and dropped him off and then Peyton and I headed to my mom and dad's so we were up and out the door by about 6:15. Peyton stayed up all day long, she maybe got about a 45 minute nap yesterday so I was worried that she was going to be a grouchy beast by the time we got out to do trick or treating. But she did really well, she had endless amounts of energy all day long, I don't know if she knew that yesterday wasn't a normal day or what. We spent the day getting the food ready and doing some last minute grocery shopping. At about 6:00 people were already showing up at the door. Peyton got excited every time the doorbell rang, she would take off towards the door and would scream and laugh while all the other kids were getting candy. We went out to do some trick or treating at about 6:30 I could not believe how warm it was outside. I felt bad for Peyton a little bit because her costume was so warm I am sure she was cooking inside of it. Getting her costume on was much easier this time around, and she was not mad at me for putting it on her either which was nice. She tried to walk into every house that we went to but that's ok it was so much fun watching her walk around and get candy. It is crazy how much difference a year makes. Last year she was almost 2 months old and she just laid around and slept most of the time. This year she is running around, climbing onto everything, and talking up a storm! I am excited for next year because she will understand even more about what is going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now we are looking forward to Thanksgiving, which is pretty much my favorite holiday!! There are lots of things going on with us right now. Everyone knows how much we want to move back up to Davis County to be back up by our family and friends. We were stuck though because with the housing market the way it is we would have a very hard time selling our house. However we found a housing company that we want to build a house through out in Clearfield that will sell our house for us! So we are hoping to get things moving and hopefully by this time next year we will be in a new house up in Clearfield!! Keep your fingers crossed for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738752306860578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyOgbm1UiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZGhSnwK_v6Q/s320/DSCF0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton and Haley having fun making root beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738932134888786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyOq5hLRVI/AAAAAAAAARY/ufBgQJilA58/s320/DSCF0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Haley kept sticking her hands in the mist that the dry ice made and Peyton copied her every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739103042705026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyO02MxloI/AAAAAAAAARg/P3VCMJsu-fU/s320/DSCF0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Haley was a very cute BYU cheerleader this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739235725340594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyO8kex77I/AAAAAAAAARo/v_vCa3Vp2O0/s320/DSCF0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton getting ready to go out trick of treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739347440627378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPDEpx7rI/AAAAAAAAARw/LcJhQSnYdR0/s320/DSCF0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Having some fun with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739449855740690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPJCLcixI/AAAAAAAAAR4/gyRX6QH5njQ/s320/DSCF0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The butt of her costume, I loved it, it says "Lil Stinker"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739577822312370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPQe5Dd7I/AAAAAAAAASA/G-C4EeVLWq4/s320/DSCF0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We decided to spray paint a line down Gus' back to make him a skunk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739667469610418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPVs2orbI/AAAAAAAAASI/z_Z6MhPd1XE/s320/DSCF0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Haley and Peyton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739859849902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPg5hq-BI/AAAAAAAAASY/5fbLvgCslb8/s320/DSCF0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing for pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739752609600162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPaqBl0qI/AAAAAAAAASQ/wt9Qp2rIKOY/s320/DSCF0925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739968317926642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyPnNmdrPI/AAAAAAAAASg/ixqG81YtFEU/s320/DSCF0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6944681171627810120?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6944681171627810120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6944681171627810120' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6944681171627810120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6944681171627810120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQyOgbm1UiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZGhSnwK_v6Q/s72-c/DSCF0910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4740770408873745081</id><published>2008-10-26T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:24:32.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jungle Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow our house has turned into a jungle gym. Peyton is now tall enough to pull herself up onto just about anything in our house. If there is something that she cannot get up on by herself she will find something that she can step onto so that she can. So the days are spent chasing her around as she climbs on everything in sight. She has been a little sick this week with a cold but it does not seem to have slowed her down much, she is still running around like crazy. She has learned that when I hold a tissue up to her nose she needs to blow, however most of the time she blows before the tissue gets there which creates quite the nasty, snotty mess :(. But at least she is learning . I am getting way excited for Halloween and getting her dressed in her costume. We are going to take her trick or treating up in my parents neighborhood so she can go with Haley. I am hoping the weather is not too cold so that she can stay out for awhile, last year she was only 2 months old so we just kinda hung out at my parents, but now that she is walking it is going to be so much fun taking her out. I am sure she is going to invite herself into some people's houses but she should do pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261637430814505282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQUXXbCY-UI/AAAAAAAAARE/KWlDA1GSCYM/s320/DSCF0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was very frustrated that her blanket was stuck in her crib and she couldn't pull it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261637303625372402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQUXQBOI0vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dTUW2-ZmI6k/s320/DSCF0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing on the end table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261637210951486306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQUXKn-9i2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NHbBkDp4h8I/s320/DSCF0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261637123090347090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQUXFgrO9FI/AAAAAAAAAQs/EjlgkNxDzGA/s320/DSCF0898.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to figure out how to get off the couch. Dev's mom bought her these cute Halloween p.j.'s so since she was sick this week she stayed in her p.j.'s most of the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4740770408873745081?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4740770408873745081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4740770408873745081' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4740770408873745081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4740770408873745081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/jungle-gym.html' title='Jungle Gym'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SQUXXbCY-UI/AAAAAAAAARE/KWlDA1GSCYM/s72-c/DSCF0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2655585146280976622</id><published>2008-10-22T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:31:11.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Getting Colder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am excited for winter but more for the holidays than the actual season. I have never been a fan of cold weather so I usually dreaded it when winter would roll around. I am excited this year because Peyton is older and she can realize more of what is going on. But I am excited to play with her in the snow and dress her up in cute winter clothes. So the other day we went out to buy her some winter P.J.'s. All summer long she just slept in a onesie since our air conditioner was broken and our house was so hot, and she has gotten into the habit of kicking all of her blanket of and they usually wind up in a ball underneath her or somewhere else in her crib. Now that is is a lot colder at night she needed something to sleep in that would be warmer than a onesie. So we got her a couple pairs of pajama's and we love them! She looks so cute running around the house, they make her look so much older for some reason! Now we just have to break her of the habit of kicking her blankets off, because even though we have our heater turned on at night we don't have it up to high so it still gets fairly cold in our house. She has gotten a runny nose again and I am not sure if it is her getting sick or if she is getting some more teeth so we will just have to wait and see. The other new development this week is that she has learned how to climb out of her crib. When Dev gets up in the morning for work her goes and shuts her bedroom door so that he doesn't wake her up and Gus likes to go in her room to try and wake her up to play so we have to shut the door in the morning before he can get in there. So the other morning things we pretty quiet and I assumed that she was still sleeping so I went to open the door to check on her. As I was opening the door her cute little face popped out from around the corner. So somehow she had climbed out of her crib and was just playing on the floor in her room until I came to get her. She hasn't done it since so we are hoping that maybe it was just a one time thing for now but I don't think we will be that lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260031428619231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP9ityo9YkI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q7xOGQ7gvfI/s320/DSCF0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260031565384815074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP9i1wIakeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/trNX2acdR4A/s320/DSCF0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260031708129041906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP9i-D5SnfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Cp5G0dSLR3g/s320/DSCF0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260031825738419266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP9jE6BjTEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/y4P-eyruWwU/s320/DSCF0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2655585146280976622?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2655585146280976622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2655585146280976622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2655585146280976622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2655585146280976622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-getting-colder.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Colder'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP9ityo9YkI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q7xOGQ7gvfI/s72-c/DSCF0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2770009959226995986</id><published>2008-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:54:04.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So this past week we stayed up at my parents house while they were in California going to Disneyland. It's nice staying up there because everyone we know lives up there and we get to see everyone a whole bunch more than we usually do. But it just makes us want to get the heck out of our house even more than normal which sucks. My parents house is not baby proofed nearly as much as our house is. So the week was spent chasing her around the house as she moved from cabinet to cabinet getting into everything. She also has discovered that she is big enough to climb onto things that she could before, so anything that she could climb on she was all over, and the things that she couldn't get onto by herself would find something to stand on so she could. It has been crazy all day everyday chasing her around but it is a lot of fun watching her. She has also developed quite the attitude, she used to yell no to the dogs whenever they did something that made her mad but now she has turned on Deven and I. So when she gets angry at something that we are doing she gives us a dirty look points her finger at us and yells "no no no!" As frustrating as it can be sometimes I can't help but laugh at her when she does things like that, she loves to act like she is the boss and really she pretty much is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259448185348264402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1QQkJBkdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/S4NtMEfjrd8/s320/DSCF0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you tell it's almost bed time &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259448316572271570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1QYM_RA9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/KMklV_ZrkN0/s320/DSCF0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She sleeps all over the place &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259448485583142482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1QiCmmPlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VjDkwB_4RaE/s320/DSCF0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She likes to inspect her food before she eats it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259448638837269234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1Qq9hOovI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bcv4yRPvASQ/s320/DSCF0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once she is done inspecting she wastes no time shoving it in her mouth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259448768707977202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1QyhU0X_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/mEcb58Ao87o/s320/DSCF0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gus has been loving getting all the attention &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2770009959226995986?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2770009959226995986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2770009959226995986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2770009959226995986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2770009959226995986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-again.html' title='Home again!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1QQkJBkdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/S4NtMEfjrd8/s72-c/DSCF0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-8677569434708223148</id><published>2008-10-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:12:19.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tag</title><content type='html'>So I got tagged by Kelsey so here ya go! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rules are: go to your pictures file, pick the 4th folder, pick the 4th picture and describe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438389881840674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1HWZL1pCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XHB0HEInPHs/s320/Westover+Family+Pictures+1396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it figures that it happens to be a not so great picture of myself! This was the Summer of 2004 right after I had graduated from high school and my parents and my little sister went to Disneyland. I am in line for the car ride and my dad decided to snap a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag: Sara, Carissa, Danyelle, and Marci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-8677569434708223148?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8677569434708223148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=8677569434708223148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8677569434708223148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8677569434708223148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SP1HWZL1pCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XHB0HEInPHs/s72-c/Westover+Family+Pictures+1396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1231089814012259407</id><published>2008-10-16T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:07:14.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Last Saturday we decided to go bowling, we were going to go pick out pumpkins but since the weather was bad we chose bowling instead. We went to Fat Cats down in Ogden and it was way nice. I had been to the new movie theater down there before but I had never been to the bowling alley so I was surprised at how big it was! It was Dev, Peyton and I and my sister Darcy her husband Thom and her daughter Haley and my other sister Katy and her boyfriend Kyle. So there were quite a few of us. I had not been bowling since high school so I had prepared myself to suck big time! But since we had Haley with us we decided that we would get the bumpers so I did not suck nearly as bad as I would have had they not been up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents and my little sister Katy are in California this week so Dev and I decided that we would come stay up at their house while they were gone since all of our friends and his family live up here. My parents house is definitely not baby proofed so it has been interesting staying here so far. Peyton is into everything and she has discovered lots of new things to climb on. So my days are spent chasing her around as she tried to open all of the cupboards and climb onto every piece of furniture she can get to. We also decided this week that we needed to find our Yellow Lab Cooper a new home. He just needed more attention than I could give him so if he wasn't getting it he decided to instead chew on everything that he could, so now hat the majority of the base boards in our house have been chewed and all of my flip flops have been destroyed as well as most of the show laces on my shoes. He was a good dog but he needed someone who could devote a lot more time to him than I could since I am so busy with Peyton. So one of our friends sisters has taken him in and so far things are going well. So now I can repair the damage that he caused and we will be not be getting another dog until we have moved into a bigger house that has a yard! We miss him but it is a lot easier to get things done now that he is gone, Peyton is not getting run over by him all the time and she doesn't have to fight him for her stuffed animals anymore and Gus doesn't have to get attacked by him every 5 seconds or fight him for my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257845300239099522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SPeecXy1ZoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_1ArLzBIk6A/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257843796135777938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SPedE0kqFpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/xpLXeYXHFj8/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257843502487618834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SPeczupexRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Ex8EHbqKoMc/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257843162862304674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SPecf9cfvaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VrQWpmIpnwI/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1231089814012259407?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1231089814012259407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1231089814012259407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1231089814012259407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1231089814012259407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SPeecXy1ZoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/_1ArLzBIk6A/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4364668060977521978</id><published>2008-10-10T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:35:25.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am not too much of a morning person, and I am especially not an early morning person. But for some reason my cute obnoxious little baby is and when I say early I mean &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt;! It is now a little after 3 am and I am sitting on the couch watching her run around the living room destroying everything in her path and laughing while she does it. This is the second night in a row that she has woken up at 2 am and decided that she wants out of her crib to go play. I am hoping that this does not become a new nightly thing for her but I am worried that it might. Now I know that I should not give in and go in her room and get her out of bed at night when she wants but it is so much easier to do than to listen to her scream like crazy for a half an hour straight, I think our neighbors appreciate me getting her out as well. So who knows maybe I will just have to adjust and become more of morning person, I have a fridge loaded with Dr. Pepper to help if it has to come down to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, or yesterday I guess, Dev and I went to the gym together for the first time in a couple of years. Our gym has a little day care area that we can let Peyton go play in while we work out. I was a little worried that she would not like being dropped off and left for an hour and half while mom and dad work out but she handled it just fine. I on the other hand was much more nervous about it than she was. Luckily for me they have cameras in the day care center and they broadcast it on some TV's hat they have all around the gym so I can work out and watch her run around a play at the same time which was way nice. So from now on Dev and I will be going to the gym together instead of switching off nights like we used to. So far the working out again has gone pretty good. We are both a little sore but its a good sore so we'll take it. Our gym has a pool so while I am running on the treadmill I am watching the people swimming wishing that I could just get in there and swim laps for a few hours. Doing so would require me to get into a bathing suit and that thought makes me a little nauseous. But I have decided that I would enjoy my time at the gym much more if I was swimming so I am just going to deal with it and get in the pool! I am going to blind quite a few people in the process due to my glow in the dark white body but oh well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255455305412792738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SO8gwXQSUaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2OF5v7wjGpk/s320/DSCF0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton has decided that lifting weights at the gym is not enough for Deven, he has to come home and lift her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255455408365986306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SO8g2WyPYgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8MXXW-sF_N4/s320/DSCF0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves talking on her cell phone, should we be worried that she has started so young? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255455494006595298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SO8g7V0jXuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/j7fVDXBgOcg/s320/DSCF0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4364668060977521978?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4364668060977521978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4364668060977521978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4364668060977521978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4364668060977521978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/morning-person.html' title='Morning Person?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SO8gwXQSUaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2OF5v7wjGpk/s72-c/DSCF0837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7488405773265375733</id><published>2008-10-07T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:45:08.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dog</title><content type='html'>Deven and I are thinking about getting another dog, only this one will be for one specific purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254499400667093346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="340" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOu7XYlD2WI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tfM4-idsWww/s320/948006.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;If the print on the bottom is too small for anyone to read it says "Stay on your diet or lose your hand fat ass!" We are starting to go back to the gym and it is not going to be easy because I really enjoy being lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7488405773265375733?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7488405773265375733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7488405773265375733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7488405773265375733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7488405773265375733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-dog.html' title='New Dog'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOu7XYlD2WI/AAAAAAAAAN8/tfM4-idsWww/s72-c/948006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2764343348805169846</id><published>2008-10-07T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:06:56.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Weekend</title><content type='html'>So there is not much going on with us but I thought I would post some pictures of Peyton since it is always fun to look at pictures!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254440941679420178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuGMn4SIxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sdgzkD-IVpA/s320/DSCF0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254441164304663474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuGZlORw7I/AAAAAAAAANE/kOAnqvN7Tw4/s320/DSCF0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254441361174472690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuGlCnsp_I/AAAAAAAAANM/ZoBltbPmp04/s320/DSCF0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254441821227229794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuG_0c0omI/AAAAAAAAANU/iLJBitLlx8w/s320/DSCF0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254443156303106850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuINh_t0yI/AAAAAAAAANs/F3oSjnYOz_I/s320/DSCF0831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254441995583533970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuHJ9-ms5I/AAAAAAAAANc/SGI9SP_AfOo/s320/DSCF0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254443258217406450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuITdp-n_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/z-RhQ-G7IMk/s320/DSCF0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2764343348805169846?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2764343348805169846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2764343348805169846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2764343348805169846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2764343348805169846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/wet-weekend.html' title='Wet Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SOuGMn4SIxI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sdgzkD-IVpA/s72-c/DSCF0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-929686199127563022</id><published>2008-10-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:56:41.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Wonderfully Weird Things About Deven</title><content type='html'>Alright enough depressing blog entries for me, onto happier thoughts! So when I got tagged to list 6 random facts about myself I enlisted the help of Deven to come up with 6 things. While we were coming up with the 6 things we kept rattling off the weird things about Deven. So I decided that I would dedicate a post to Deven's odd behaviors! Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- He puts clothes in the freezer. For example, a while ago he was asking me one night where his black basketball shorts were so that he could wear them to bed. I replied that they were in the dryer and that they are probably already dry but they are going to be really hot so just wait about 20 minutes and you can put them on. Well that was not the right answer, he walks into the laundry room grabs his basketball shorts out of the scalding hot dryer, and runs them to the freezer and shoves them in. Then he waits a few minutes, all the while standing in the kitchen in his underwear, pulls them out of the freezer and puts them on. He has now decided that slightly frozen clothes feel awesome on a hot night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- His sandwiches have to be cut in a certain way, but not all sandwiches can be cut the same . I found this out a few months ago, I guess I had apparently been cutting his sandwiches wrong the entire time that we have been together, silly me! So if he is having a peanut butter and jelly, tuna, egg salad, and chicken salad sandwiches they cannot be cut. Grilled cheese sandwiches can be cut either straight down the middle or diagonally but if he has 2 both sandwiches need to be cut the exact same. Any deli type sandwich (defined by Deven as any sandwich that has miracle whip and mustard) can also be cut down the middle or diagonally but if he has 2 one needs to be cut down the middle and the other has to be diagonal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- He will not sleep with his hands or feet hanging off of the side of the bed because he is afraid something will reach up and grab him. Now Deven is a big guy, and he is really strong so I just think it is funny that he is still afraid that something is going to grab him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- He has to have his car keys in his front left pocket, his cell phone has to be in his front right pocket, and his wallet has to be in his back right pocket. It can not be mixed up at all or it bugs him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- He will never sleep with his back towards the door in his room, so we always have to arrange our bed so that his back will not be towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- If he is in a bathroom that has a shower with a shower curtain he always has to pull the shower curtain open, because again he is afraid that someone can jump out and get him. He says he is not afraid he just has to be prepared. :) right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go that is just a taste of all the craziness that goes on everyday in our lives! I am sure Peyton is going to develop some weird habit of her own and we are very excited to see what they are!! So if anyone wants to write down some weird things about your significant other feel free it is a lot of fun and Dev and I have had a good time laughing at ourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-929686199127563022?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/929686199127563022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=929686199127563022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/929686199127563022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/929686199127563022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-wonderfully-weird-things-about-deven.html' title='6 Wonderfully Weird Things About Deven'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5411577754085213861</id><published>2008-10-03T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:02:06.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today marks the one month mark since little Elizabeth died. I told myself that I wasn't going to post anything more about it for a long time or not until we got the headstone placed on her grave site. But I just felt like I had more to say or more to get off my chest about the whole thing. The first couple of weeks after were probably the hardest, I would be able to hide the crying from everyone, but as soon as I was by myself or if it was just Deven and I around I would break down, it seriously felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. I seemed like everyone I knew was pregnant or just had a baby and it was so hard to watch how happy and excited that they were. I was was also trying to fight back feeling like it was my fault that she had dies, that there was something that I could have done to prevent it even though I knew that there wasn't. When I first found out I was pregnant again I was so shocked, and I don't want to say that I wasn't happy about it or that I wasn't excited about it but I wasn't &lt;strong&gt;as&lt;/strong&gt; excited as I had been when I found out I was pregnant with Peyton.  So when we found out that Elizabeth had problems I kept thinking if only I had been more excited then maybe this would not have happened and then she died and it was hard to not feel responsible, like maybe she felt like I didn't love her as much. The hardest part for me was the timing of the whole thing, I knew that it was going to be hard no matter when we lost her but the week that it happened hit me so hard. When I was pregnant with Peyton she was due on Monday September 3, 2007, which was labor day that year, well the 3rd came and went and the next day, Tuesday, I ad a Dr.'s appointment and she told me that she was going to induce me the next day. So Peyton was born on Wednesday September 5, 2007. Well this year Labor Day was on Monday September 1, 2008 it came and went again without any big surprise or change. Again the next day Tuesday September 2, 2008 I went into the Dr. and she again told me that I would be coming in the next day to be induced. Only this time it was because my little girls heart had stopped beating. So Wednesday September 3, 2008 I was again in the hospital on the labor and delivery floor but that is where the similarities end. This time I wasn't going to be welcoming a new life, but instead mourning the loss of one that had gotten cut short. So the first week in September is always going to hold a place in my heart for 2 completely different reasons. Despite how it sounds I am really doing much better, the crying has ended and life has gone on. I told myself that I wasn't going voice my thoughts about any of this but now I just feel that if I had kept them inside it would have eaten away at me. Sorry to be so depressing trust me the next post will be much happier and should cause some of you to laugh at how odd my husband is since it will be his turn to have 6 weird things about himself revealed! Thanks every one for the  support throughout this past month it has helped a ton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5411577754085213861?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5411577754085213861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5411577754085213861' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5411577754085213861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5411577754085213861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2148525287178278433</id><published>2008-10-02T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:00:22.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Random Things Tag</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Megan, and I am having a hard time thinking of 6 weird random things about myself! But here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Write 6 random things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag more or less 6 people at the end of your post.&lt;br /&gt;5. Let each person know he or she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I do not eat &lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;fruits or vegetables! I can not stand the texture of any of them, especially banana's! I gag any time I try eating them, my friends would bribe me in high school with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slurpee's&lt;/span&gt; if I would eat a fruit or vegetable. I realize how healthy they are for me but I still can't bring myself to eat any. I can drink fruit juice, and I love tomato soup but I can't eat the real things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; loves fruits and vegetables so hopefully Peyton will take after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- In my mind every wild animal has rabies! I don't know if this has been brought on by my dislike of camping or what, but they have rabies and I don't want them to get to close to me. Raccoons are especially disturbing, they may be cute but they have rabies and they are garbage diggers and are just disgusting. So I am not sad to hear that the new Legacy Highway is being bombarded raccoons getting hit by cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- When I get mad all I want to do is clean. I get my best cleaning done when I am pissed off. So whenever I am cleaning a lot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; is always asking me if he did something wrong or if I am upset about something. If I get especially mad that is when I break out the toothbrush and bleach and do the deep cleaning, like scrubbing the base boards or cleaning the blinds and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- This seems to be a common one with people but I love popping zits as well, disgusting as it is I can't help it.  Also if Dev's eyebrows start to form a uni-brow I love plucking it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- This has gone on all my life, if someone farts around me I will laugh hysterically. I can't help it, it was really bad if someone would do it in class while it was all quiet. Once I would finally calm myself down if I even think about it for the rest of the day I would bust up laughing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; farts around me all the time now so the laugh factor has died somewhat when I am with him but he can still get me going sometimes with an especially loud one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-I hate folding clothes, I don't mind doing laundry but when it comes to getting the clothes out of the dryer and folding them I hate it. If I don't get them out and fold them right away they will sit in the dryer forever or sometimes I will put them in a basket to get ready to fold and I will just go onto something else and leave them in the basket. So if you see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; walking around with wrinkly clothes it is because they were sitting in the dryer or a laundry basket. This also applies to ironing I am not a fan of that as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go some random things that I do, I am sure that there are stranger things that I do but I can't think of any at the moment! So if you can think of some other things don't hesitate to remind me, I won't mind! I think for fun I will post later 6 weird things about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Deven&lt;/span&gt; because I can think of tons of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; stuff that he does and since he doesn't blog I will do it for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I now tag: Kelsey, Sara, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Neisha&lt;/span&gt;, Jennifer, Katy and Melanie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2148525287178278433?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2148525287178278433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2148525287178278433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2148525287178278433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2148525287178278433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-random-things-tag.html' title='6 Random Things Tag'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2386048412734872563</id><published>2008-09-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:38:19.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Skunk I Will Ever Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peyton's Halloween costume showed up yesterday!! I was so excited to get it, but I was nervous that it wasn't going to fit her. I got her the 12-24 month size and since she is so small I was scared that it was going to be too big. But luckily when I put it on it fit, it is still big on her but it is not too bad and she can walk around in it just fine! She is so cute in it, I laughed so hard watching her walk around the house in it. I don't think she appreciated that I put her in it but she got used to it after awhile. It didn't help that when the UPS man rang the door bell it woke her up, so she was a little grouchy. I kept her in it until Dev came home so she was walking around in it for about a half an hour. Th only problem that I can see with it is that when she falls down she has a hard time getting back up, and when she falls and rolls onto her back she can't roll back over. But that is super funny to watch and she doesn't seem to mind too much. The costume is super warm so that will be good if it's cold on Halloween. So now that the costume is here I am that much more excited for Halloween to get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369203856739778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0O-SeIDcI/AAAAAAAAALM/X4zDkMSmPl8/s320/DSCF0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369405362528370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0PKBI2YHI/AAAAAAAAALU/79m0K48xujI/s320/DSCF0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369548819848546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0PSXjvXWI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZwgahAr6yYM/s320/DSCF0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369702811420322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0PbVOMRqI/AAAAAAAAALk/mqikG1r4dH8/s320/DSCF0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250369847618666930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0Pjwq7gbI/AAAAAAAAALs/phqjjX3q4O4/s320/DSCF0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture I added just for fun, Deven was feeding her oreo's and she made a mess!&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/5509404288844430482-2386048412734872563?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2386048412734872563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2386048412734872563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2386048412734872563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2386048412734872563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/only-skunk-i-will-ever-love.html' title='The Only Skunk I Will Ever Love!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SN0O-SeIDcI/AAAAAAAAALM/X4zDkMSmPl8/s72-c/DSCF0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4393831231392872556</id><published>2008-09-25T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:47:45.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm Crazy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNwCeXrQMLI/AAAAAAAAALE/oKMuZdbxglU/s1600-h/Triathlon%2520logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250073986381918386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNwCeXrQMLI/AAAAAAAAALE/oKMuZdbxglU/s320/Triathlon%2520logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my very best friends Jace has convinced me to do a triathlon with him next summer! I am nuts! But I agreed to do it, we are supposed to start training in November. So I am going to start going to the gym on Monday so that I can train to start training, if that makes any sense at all! It is not until July so I have plenty of time to whip my butt into shape but I am still nervous about it. It is a sprint Triathlon so the distances are not bad which is good. I am not too worried about the swim and the biking part but the running is going to kick my butt, I hate running so that is what I am going to have to work the hardest on. Deven is going to do the training with me too but he doesn't want to do the actual race which I am hoping he will change his mind because it would be nice to do it together! Altogether it is only a 1/2 mile swim, 12 mile bike ride, and a 3.2 mile run. Wish me luck, I am going to need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4393831231392872556?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4393831231392872556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4393831231392872556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4393831231392872556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4393831231392872556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-im-crazy.html' title='I think I&apos;m Crazy!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNwCeXrQMLI/AAAAAAAAALE/oKMuZdbxglU/s72-c/Triathlon%2520logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-8915213723703272545</id><published>2008-09-24T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:09:48.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNpzkuSaBcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CCWtwO4MOAw/s1600-h/6548001-R1-008-2A_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249635390391453122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNpzkuSaBcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CCWtwO4MOAw/s320/6548001-R1-008-2A_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this on a friend's blog and people are always asking how Dev and I met so here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did you meet your Love?Answer all the questions HONESTLY . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where did you meet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So Deven's amazing little sister Hollee and I were friends in High School, and in the Summer of 2004 some of our friends went over to her house to go swimming in her pool and Deven had come down for the 4th of July from Logan where he was living, I think he was raiding his mom's fridge when we walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He's hot!! There were other things that I was thinking but I don't think that I am going to post those!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Do you remember what she/he was wearing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not the first time I met him, he did get in the pool and he wore swim trunks, but on our first date he wore a yellow button up shirt and a pair of jeans, he looked pretty dang good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Where was the first time you kissed this person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ha on our first date! In my parents basement, we were watching a movie (wink, wink).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. How did he/she ask you out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just asked if I wanted to go out on a date, I think it was over the phone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Where did you go for your first date? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We went to the Athenian in Ogden for dinner and then we went and played miniature golf, then we went back to my parents house and watched a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. How long did you know this person before you became a couple? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We met in July and we went out on our first date on August 14, 2004 and we were a couple like a week later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Has this person ever proposed to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yep, on January 10, 2005 in my parents kitchen while I was making grilled cheese sandwiches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do you and this person have kids together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We have a 1 year old little girl named Peyton, and we had another little girl who was stillborn named Elizabeth Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Have you ever broken the law with this person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't think so.... but who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. When was the first time you realized that you liked this person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The first time we met, we went to the Clearfield City fireworks, but we didn't go out for another month, what can I say I know what I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Do you get along with any of the ex's of your partner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Umm, he doesn't really talk to any of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Do you trust this person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Do you see your partner in your future? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. What’s the most expensive thing this person has given you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My wedding ring, he let me get the car I wanted to does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When he shaves his face he leaves his little hairs plastered on the sides of the sink!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. What is the thing you do that gets on his/her nerves? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh I am sure that there are a lot, you would have to ask him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Where do you see each other in 15 years from now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Raising our kids and still being crazy about each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.Will this person re post this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No he says that blogging is my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I tag everyone, I want to hear how everyone met!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-8915213723703272545?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8915213723703272545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=8915213723703272545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8915213723703272545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/8915213723703272545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-tag.html' title='Love Tag!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNpzkuSaBcI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CCWtwO4MOAw/s72-c/6548001-R1-008-2A_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2818611585385621643</id><published>2008-09-22T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:21:44.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Day of Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's the first day of fall!! I am actually excited for fall this year which is pretty strange for me. I usually hate it when it starts getting cold and the days get shorter, but this year I am excited. I think it is because this year Peyton is older and will be more aware of what is going on. So instead of sleeping when we go get pumpkins, or just laying there in her Halloween costume she will be up walking around! She is changing everyday it seems like, while she is getting taller she is still not getting any fatter. She eats a lot though so I am not too worried about it. Also her hair is really starting to come in, I am way excited for that except that attempting to do anything with her hair is next to impossible at all times. She does not like to sit still and she is always running around and getting into things! She is talking all the time and she is picking up more words. We have picked out her Halloween costume, she is going to be a skunk this year! I found the costume at Old Navy and really the only we decided to buy it is because on the butt of the costume it says "Lil' Stinker" and we are calling her that all the time. But it is cute, and it looks like it will be really warm so she won't freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248908268730029906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfeQrBDl1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ADtOOk0TlRY/s320/on581597-00vliv01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248910001078824610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNff1ghMbqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/f2juAJLSxpo/s320/turkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dev has been enjoying the change in the seasons as well. But he has some different reasons last weekend he went up to Idaho to go Turkey Hunting with his dad. He went in the Spring but they didn't get anything, this time he was successful. He got his turkey, I would have taken some pictures but I was not up there with him, so by the time I saw the turkey it was gutted and de-feathered so it looked like a turkey you would buy at the store, not a very exciting picture. But he got his turkey and he was quite proud. He also shot some Doves, a couple of rabbits and a pigeon. He is now looking forward to going Duck and Goose hunting in a couple of weeks, and the deer hunt opens soon as well but for now he says that he doesn't want to go deer hunting. I think that that will change next year. He keeps asking me to come up with him, but sitting in the dirt, hiding in bushes and keeping totally silent for hours in the freezing cold weather before the sun comes up does not sound even a little bit fun to me so no thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248910213033642402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfgB2HKSaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/a8DGmm2pGQk/s320/DSCF0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is a picture of her new kitchen that she got for her, the drawers of to the right are full of play food and kitchen utensils, they are usually on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248911115646953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfg2Ym8aBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/4HoSE2EbI6M/s320/DSCF0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Peyton loves the vacuum at my parents house, she thinks that she can ride on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248911539521864562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfhPDqmQ3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2aN0IkV6ezw/s320/DSCF0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here she is reading reading Sporting News, that's my girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-2818611585385621643?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2818611585385621643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=2818611585385621643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2818611585385621643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/2818611585385621643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-first-day-of-fall.html' title='Happy First Day of Fall!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfeQrBDl1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ADtOOk0TlRY/s72-c/on581597-00vliv01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-7224608760044948798</id><published>2008-09-22T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:29:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to a Piece of History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was the final home game in Yankee Stadium. Being a Yankees fan it was a sad day! I am so glad that I got to go to a game there this year. On TV they were showing clips of some of the great moments that took place there, and I am left thinking about how horrible it is that they have to tear it down! Leave it standing, make it a museum, there have been so many great things that have happened there, its freakin YANKEE STADIUM! Babe Ruth, Lou Gehrig, Yogi Berra, Roger Clemens, Derek Jeter and Alex Rodriguez and many more of baseballs greatest players have called that place their home! Its just sad to see it all go away, no doubt that the new stadium will be great we saw it when we went out there in July and this place is massive! But it won't be the same, a new history will have to be written. So farewell Yankee Stadium, you will live on in our memories! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248896530744431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfTlbnNVTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TpyWc-2N40g/s320/DSCF0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248896706908330642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfTvr39GpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nFefMj6D3LM/s320/DSCF0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248896879883273746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfT5wQZRhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/94KeT-Mf3rI/s320/200809220005003027553-p2-660x660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248897007872573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfUBNDbANI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lFJNmpm-CU8/s320/mlb_a_yankees1_sw_412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248898874179851618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfVt1lwFWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5MoFW4w64qY/s320/800px-Yankee_stadium_exterior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899020502016530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfV2WrrIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Jqcl7KMJXxQ/s320/Yankee_Stadium1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7224608760044948798?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7224608760044948798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7224608760044948798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7224608760044948798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7224608760044948798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/farewell-to-piece-of-history.html' title='Farewell to a Piece of History'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SNfTlbnNVTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TpyWc-2N40g/s72-c/DSCF0613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-4314930383983754238</id><published>2008-09-12T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:12:38.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peyton's Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrMy5tie1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Jx-M65jpzlE/s1600-h/DSCF0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So last Sunday was little miss Peyton's birthday party. Everything went great, the weather was perfect and we had a great turn out! We had it at the West Point City Park and had a bunch of friends and family come for a BBQ. Peyton got a lot of presents but really all she was interested in was playing in the sand and on the swings. When it came time for her to eat her cake things didn't go as planned. We had her in her high chair and the cake was in front of her and once the candle got blown out she wanted nothing to do with the cake. She would touch it get a little bit of frosting on her finger and then taste it but then she would shake her hand trying to get the frosting off. So for all the messes that she makes at home with her toys and when she rubs strawberry jello all over her body she would not get herself messy with the cake!! Dev and I tried to get her to stick her hand in it and she would not have it, I smeared some cake on her and myself trying to show her that it was ok if she got dirty and that the cake tasted good but it didn't help. So after about 10 minutes of trying to get her to eat we just gave up and let her loose. First we had to rinse her off, and that involved us stripping her down and washing her off at the drinking fountain which she did not appreciate. After we got her rinsed off she took off butt naked running through the park with her hands thrown up in the air laughing away. So while her cake didn't go over as planned she made us all laugh by doing something unexpected. She got some cute new clothes, and some new toys Dev and I bought her a big play kitchen and my parents got her a shopping cart to put all of her play food and things in. She has also discovered a love for purses lately she got a new purse and a toy cell phone and keys to put in it. Her birthday has come and gone and it is crazy to think that she is a year old already. This past year has been a lot of fun watching her grow and see her personality develop. We feel so blessed and grateful to have her and are looking forward to many more birthdays, but the running naked through the park has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrMky1AYAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/N8Q2KrddEQQ/s1600-h/DSCF0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrMSsE-hlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iEG47FRZ8ZI/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245229337468110418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrMSsE-hlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iEG47FRZ8ZI/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrLVNl2fYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/awH-bjpo7OE/s1600-h/IMG_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245228281312476546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrLVNl2fYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/awH-bjpo7OE/s320/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245228506633858146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrLiU-p7GI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-z0bgvBVMuk/s320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245228807684007314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrLz2empZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EWD7TIMA2_c/s320/DSCF0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245229101033292546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrME7ShgwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fNVMvcltXQM/s320/IMG_0066-1.jpg" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-4314930383983754238?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4314930383983754238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=4314930383983754238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4314930383983754238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/4314930383983754238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/peytons-birthday-party.html' title='Peyton&apos;s Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMrMSsE-hlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iEG47FRZ8ZI/s72-c/IMG_0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-341573991133169790</id><published>2008-09-12T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:37:55.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; 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We chose to have her buried in the beautiful Smithfield City Cemetery up in Cache Valley. Deven's little brother Steven who died of SIDS is buried up there and he and Elizabeth are now sharing a plot. It helps to know that she is by family. Driving up the it was raining and I was worried that it would be like that all day but thankfully it stopped and it was bright and warm while we were at the cemetery. Deven's dad made her casket and it turned out beautiful, I could not believe he only made it 4 days! Deven's step dad made the vault that the casket went in and that turned out awesome too, it weighed a ton, it took about 5 people to get it into the back of Dev's truck so he could drive it up to the cemetery. The people at the funeral home wrapped her up in the blanket that Dev's mom made and put her in this tiny dress that the hospital gave us and Deven and I put a picture of us and Peyton in there with her. The funeral itself was really short, which was to be expected, my Dad gave a beautiful dedicatory prayer and we gave Peyton a handful of balloons to let loose. After that Deven and his dad lowered the casket into the ground and his step dad sealed up the vault. Everything went great and it was the closure that Dev and I were looking for. It has been a hard crazy busy week, that had us experiencing every emotion that we could think of. But we are grateful for all of the love and support that our family and friends have given us, and even though no one was able to get to know this special little girl she was very loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244572433212793074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMh211B0YPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nRkJ7SoqpNY/s320/DSCF0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244572603534598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMh2_vhs4mI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0Yb4UFIcy6U/s320/Picture014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244572720311176434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMh3GijaDPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JGkTAmWClF0/s320/Picture015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244572889302044850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMh3QYF-ELI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XttE5pMPMrA/s320/Picture019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-7197922291964591284?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7197922291964591284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=7197922291964591284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7197922291964591284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/7197922291964591284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/final-resting-place.html' title='Final Resting Place'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMh211B0YPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/nRkJ7SoqpNY/s72-c/DSCF0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6090938039336609422</id><published>2008-09-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:17:34.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Check Up</title><content type='html'>So today was Peyton's 1 year check up! I can't believe that she is a year old already, it has gone by so fast! Well things are pretty much the same as they have been at every other check up. She is skinny, average height, and has a big head! She weighs a a hefty 17.5 lbs, which put her in the 4th percentile for her age! But no worries the Dr. says that she is perfectly healthy is just means that she is a very active little girl. She is 29 inches tall, that puts her in the 65th percentile, so average on that one. Her head is still big she is in the 93rd percentile for that, I like to think that it just means that she has a very superior intellect :) ! But he said that she is healthy and is doing great so that was awesome news to hear! She was talking up a storm the entire time she was there so the Dr. was thoroughly entertained. She did pretty good with her shots she cried for a minute but once I picked her up and gave her her blanket she was fine. The Dr. was nice enough to only do half of her shots today, the other half she will get at her 15 month appointment, but she does have to get the other half of her flu shot in a month but hopefully it will keep her from getting really sick this winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday party went really well yesterday but I will post more on that later on and get some pictures up. She took a nice run through the park completely naked with her hands thrown in the air so I will have quite the story to tell! She is a little wild woman, so Dev and I are in for it! Tomorrow is little Elizabeth's funeral so we are getting ready for that. I am anxious to get her in her final resting place it has been a long hard week but hopefully tomorrow will help give us the closure that we are wanting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-6090938039336609422?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6090938039336609422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6090938039336609422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6090938039336609422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6090938039336609422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-year-check-up.html' title='One Year Check Up'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-9176546178963242658</id><published>2008-09-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:16:21.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yesterday was a hard day, there is no other way to say it. But we got through it and now we are left with trying to deal with what is next. We knew that it was going to be hard to go through no matter when it happened, but in my mind if there was going to be one week that would be the harder than the rest it would have been this one. This time last year Dev and I were in the hospital marveling over our beautiful baby girl Peyton. Fast forward one year and we are getting over the loss of another beautiful baby girl. The tears come and go as I am sure they will for awhile. But being able to have Peyton has helped us a lot, I am not sure how we would be doing if we did not have her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Elizabeth was delivered we were able to be with her and hold her for about an hour, and all of our family that was there at hospital were able to come in and see her. It was surprising to me how perfectly formed she was. She had little fingers and toes, and a little mouth, eyes and nose and little tine fingernails and toenails. While she was small and the problems that she had made her look a little different than most babies would at 20 weeks, she was and is our perfect little girl. Our nurse at the hospital and my Dr. are amazing, they are both so nice and we couldn't have asked for anyone better. After we were done holding Elizabeth our nurse took her to go get weighed and measured and to try and get some hand and foot prints made. When she came back she had this little heart shaped box full of things for us to remember our baby. On top of the box, instead of hand and foot prints she had made perfect clay molds of Elizabeth's hands and one of her feet. It was the nicest thing that anyone could have done for us and it is something that we will always treasure. We will be having a burial for Elizabeth on Tuesday of next week up in Smithfield, she will be buried next to her Great Grandpa, and her Uncle Steven. Now we face the task of moving on. Peyton's 1st birthday is tomorrow, so we are going to spend the day with her and take her shopping and we will also be getting things ready for her big birthday party Sunday. We want to thank everyone for their kind and thoughtful comments and phone calls, we really appreciate everyone and we would not be able to get through this without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Hope Sorensen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;September 3, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;04:01 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 ounces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Let thy child rest in hope, and rise in glory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242368887045227970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMCiuj3kBcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cYHEm74IM24/s320/DSCF0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242368784687043266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMCiomjeEsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/febY4VozBeU/s320/DSCF0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; These are the little molds of her little hands and her foot. They did such a good job with them, you can see her little finger nails and toe nails on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242369317250486818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMCjHmgfUiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jW_AG4VAmJE/s320/DSCF0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the blanket that Dev's mom made for her, and the one that she will be buried in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-9176546178963242658?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/9176546178963242658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=9176546178963242658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/9176546178963242658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/9176546178963242658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SMCiuj3kBcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cYHEm74IM24/s72-c/DSCF0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1742568674170272121</id><published>2008-09-03T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:28:56.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth Hope Sorensen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SL9x7Ho32xI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T4JQ7CVyGUk/s1600-h/Sunset-Shot-R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242033751759248146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SL9x7Ho32xI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T4JQ7CVyGUk/s320/Sunset-Shot-R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth Hope Sorensen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 3, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5509404288844430482-1742568674170272121?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1742568674170272121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1742568674170272121' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1742568674170272121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1742568674170272121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elizabeth-hope-sorensen.html' title='Elizabeth Hope Sorensen'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SL9x7Ho32xI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T4JQ7CVyGUk/s72-c/Sunset-Shot-R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-1161585168853065382</id><published>2008-08-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:51:58.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snotty Baby and Laundry Baskets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So only a few hours into the day and it has already been crazy! For the past few days Peyton has had a pretty bad runny nose and I am not sure if it is because she is getting a new tooth, or if she has a cold. Unfortunately for us either of those things there is really nothing that we can do to get rid of it so we are kinda stuck until the tooth comes through or her cold dries up! One of the few things that makes me gag happens to be snot, gross I know! I handled the spitting up and with Peyton there was a ton of that and diarrhea while not pleasant is not horrible but snot grosses me out. So this week has been pretty bad for the both of us because Peyton so far has had a never ending supply!! When you go to wipe her nose she puts up a big fight and if you are holding her she pulls away and buries her face in your shoulder wiping off most of it on your shirt. So I am hoping that she dries up soon! She woke up in a bad mood this morning and she is usually really happy in the mornings so I know she is not feeling good. I walk into her room to get her out of bed and the first thing that hit me was the horrible smell coming out of the corner of the room where her crib is. Then I see Peyton standing there waiting for me with her nose just running like crazy, so this morning got off to a not so great start! After changing the most disgusting diaper that I have seen from her, and wiping her nose I had to get her breakfast ready. She recently has discovered a love for oatmeal, so while I made her breakfast she is screaming like crazy. Once the oatmeal is done she proceeds to take a handful a throw it at the dogs, great for the dogs not so great for me. So she refused to eat oatmeal so I tried some fruit baby food she didn't want that either. So I just took her out of her high chair and set her down and he was fine with walking around the house playing. That lasted for about an hour and then she started to get mad again, most of it because I kept prying her away from the TV. She has now discovered the TV has buttons that are conveniently located within her reach, so she spends the day turning the TV on and off and the volume up and down, I am sure our neighbors love us! Again there is a horrible smell coming from my sweet little baby, so off to the bedroom for another diaper change. Changing her diaper used to be easy now not so much. You know how when you pull a fish out of the water and they flip around like crazy, yeah that is how it is changing Peyton's diaper! When she has a nasty poopy diaper like she has been having lately trying to hold her still long enough to get her cleaned up and the messy diaper out of the way before she can flip around and create an even bigger mess has become a bit of a challenge. So after that diaper is finally cleaned up and its back to bed so that she can get more sleep and hopefully turn back into my sweet happy little baby, and not a snot filled, poopy diaper little terror!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another new development from Peyton this week is that she has now realized that when she flips over an empty laundry basket it makes a great platform to stand on. She has been pushing around an empty laundry basket all through the house and she likes to gather things from each room and put it in the basket. Well yesterday I was doing the dishes and Peyton is pushing around her laundry basket and I look over across the counter and there is Peyton's smiling face looking at me. Normally this would not be that big of a deal except for this time her face was level with the counter top. She had flipped over the basket and stood up on it and was now laughing at what she had discovered to do. So the rest of the day was spent with her pushing the laundry basket to different spots in the house and standing on it. If there is music on she will dance on top of it, if the TV is on she will stand on it to get closer to the buttons she likes to push. She has fallen off a couple of times and she has a couple of bumps and bruises but she will cry for about 10 seconds and then she wants back down so she can push it somewhere new to stand on it some more! She is a very curious little girl and every day Deven and I are amazed and slightly worried about the new things that she discovers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239967010353328754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLgaO77gMnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5e3bIF_5-Og/s320/DSCF0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't help but take a picture of her sad face this morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239967270565851746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLgaeFTAMmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/94fQed-Rhac/s320/DSCF0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her is her new favorite thing to do, ignore my messy countertops!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239967600876174962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLgaxTzHvnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_mLhwjsR29k/s320/DSCF0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-1161585168853065382?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1161585168853065382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=1161585168853065382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1161585168853065382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/1161585168853065382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/08/snotty-baby-and-laundry-baskets.html' title='Snotty Baby and Laundry Baskets!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLgaO77gMnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5e3bIF_5-Og/s72-c/DSCF0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-6543932090984481755</id><published>2008-08-25T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:59:59.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Peyton and Ultra Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; So this morning was our 20 week ultra sound. Things went pretty good, everything is still the same, she still has a cystic hygroma and she has a lot of fluid that is trapped inside of her abdomen and chest. But we were expecting to see all of this so nothing really caught us by surprise. My appointment was at 10:30 but we didn't get called back until about 11:30. I was told to have a full bladder an hour before the appointment so that they could get the best possible look at everything, so by the time we got back there I thought I was going to die I had to go to the bathroom so bad!! It didn't help that an ultra sound involves pushing on your bladder the entire time!! But we told the ultra sound tech that we knew that the baby has the problems that she has so we were there to just get a good look at her since she is bigger than she was at our previous ultra sound. Our ultra sound tech was very nice and he answered all of our questions and explained everything that he was seeing. He told us that he had been doing this for 18 years and he had seen only 3 other babies that had this same condition in his entire career. He had a hard time getting a good look at everything because I have hardly any amniotic fluid, the Elizabeth's kidneys are not working properly so she is not producing amniotic fluid like other babies do. He also could not find her stomach but he said that while it is not a good sign it is not uncommon, it could just mean that she had an empty stomach while he was looking at it. He looked at her heart but with the amount of fluid that was surrounding it he could not tell if she had 4 complete chambers, but her heart is still beating strong so that is good. He seemed a little surprised at how calm we were about everything that he was telling us, he kept asking us what we wanted to know and not know. Also towards the end of the ultra sound he asked us if we would mind if he had another tech come in who had just graduated from school and had not seen something like this before. We said sure so she came in and he showed her everything and she just kept saying how she would have had no idea what she would have been looking at if our guy wasn't there telling her so we were glad we got him first and not her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we went down and watched some of Deven's cousins play one of their little league football games. It was a lot of fun to watch, Peyton wanted to go out on the field so bad. Every time we set her down she took off as fast as she could. But his cousins team won by a lot so that was good. After the game we went up to my parents house, and let Peyton take a nap before Darcy, Thom, and Haley came over. Deven was going to go shooting with a bunch of people that afternoon while Peyton and I hung out at my parents. Darcy and I decided to turn the sprinkler on and let the girls run around the backyard. Peyton played in the water for about 2 minutes and then she decided she was done. So we spent the rest of the night just hanging around and talking. This weekend we are going to the BYU football game! I am so excited, and we are taking Peyton with us so that will be a lot of fun! She is full of it this week she loves getting into things that she is not supposed to be in. She is also starting to talk a lot more, most of the stuff she says sounds like a bunch of gibberish but it is still fun to listen to. She can say puppy, mommy, daddy, Hollee, and pretty. Hopefully she will start saying a lot more because she has the funniest little voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238635456000476770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNfMRasxmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RqIFUh9MVLw/s320/DSCF0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton likes to play with her swimmy diapers for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238635224643615826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNe-zi7PFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xg9T8_cjSW0/s320/DSCF0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have fun playing with them too, but it's at Peyton's expense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238636163609925730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNf1dd8GGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9XWfPGyFtuU/s320/DSCF0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing in the sprinkler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637040417383426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNgof1IJAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZK71k9c_r6U/s320/DSCF0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the mess behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637235064351442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNgz08lKtI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/94lJj9b50j4/s320/DSCF0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to look outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238638552945318018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNiAib42II/AAAAAAAAAFo/X8kDHWMutJo/s320/DSCF0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of little Elizabeth's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238639363841106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNivvQgovI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WW7Rkkp7byw/s320/DSCF0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one will be hard to explain, but it is a picture of her face. It is kinda creepy looking since it looks like a skeleton. But that dark spot on the upper left is a small part of the cystic hygroma that is on the back of her body. Her face is just to the right of that dark spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5509404288844430482-6543932090984481755?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6543932090984481755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=6543932090984481755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6543932090984481755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/6543932090984481755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-peyton-and-ultra-sound.html' title='Crazy Peyton and Ultra Sound'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SLNfMRasxmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RqIFUh9MVLw/s72-c/DSCF0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-5599635576039110547</id><published>2008-08-20T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:42:27.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SKxhFg_fkEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/t6S3-3SP0kg/s1600-h/fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236667214108528706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SKxhFg_fkEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/t6S3-3SP0kg/s320/fingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every week seems to revolve around my weekly Dr.'s appointments to check for little Elizabeth's heartbeat. A few days after the previous appointment we are still doing good, not really nervous about anything, but as the next appointment gets closer that is when the worrying starts. What if they can't find it, what will happen? This pregnancy was flying by before we found out that there was something wrong, now that I am in a Dr.'s office every week things are crawling! I am 18 weeks and 4 days pregnant right now, its been 20 days since we found out that she was probably not going to make it, and from the way the Dr.'s were talking she wasn't going to live much longer at all, so every day that goes by is a big deal for us. So today I had another appointment and I haven't felt her move for the past couple of days so I was very nervous going in this morning. Being 18 weeks she is still a really small baby and it is not uncommon to not feel the baby move everyday, and since she has Turner's Syndrome she is is smaller than most babies at this stage. So I got in there and I am sure that my Dr. saw the stressed out look on my face so she skipped that usual conversation and pulled out the Doppler to hear the heartbeat. It took her awhile to find it but she did and that's all that matters to me! It is still beating strong and is well within the normal range so that was so nice to hear. So another appointment down and I will be back in next Tuesday to do it all over again. However we do have an ultra sound next Monday. This ultra sound has been scheduled since before we found out anything was wrong with the baby, it was supposed to just be a regular size and dates check. But for us we know what we are going to see, we know that this baby is a girl, and we know that they are going to see a lot of abnormal things. This ultra sound is going to be more therapeutic than anything else. It just gives us an opportunity to see her, also they will be able to get a better look at her heart. At the last ultra sound she was too small to really get a good look at some of her vital organs so this time she will be bigger and we should get a better look at what she is up against. So hopefully I will get some good pictures to post of her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5509404288844430482-5599635576039110547?l=devenandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5599635576039110547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5509404288844430482&amp;postID=5599635576039110547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5599635576039110547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5509404288844430482/posts/default/5599635576039110547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devenandamy.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-week-down.html' title='Another week down!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15963625562769946971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/S2dWF5_HndI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GK6L3GyflcE/S220/G5DV3567s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1AhRgbHaTjE/SKxhFg_fkEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/t6S3-3SP0kg/s72-c/fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509404288844430482.post-2425028362436268865</id><published>2008-08-19T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:50:04.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday we went to Lagoon with some of Deven's Aunts and Uncles. Dev's mom is from a family of 6 kids, 3 girls and 3 boys and they all have lots of kids so family get together can be crazy with the amount of kids that are running around! Yesterday only 2 of his mom's brothers came and they each have 4 kids, plus Hollee and Bryan, Dev's little sister Dancee and little brother Dylan, and Dev's grandma. There were a lot of people! But it was a lot of fun and it is something that we do every year. It was Peyton's first time going and even though there was only a couple of things that she could do she seemed to enjoy herself. We have attempted putting shoes on her many times and she always rips them off or she resorts to crawling instead of walking. So yesterday we bought her a new pair of shoes and hoped that she would finally walk with shoes on. I was not about to let her walk barefoot on the dirty ground at Lagoon let alone crawl on it so it was either walk with shoes or sit in the stroller. Once we got the shoes on her and set her down on the ground she took off, problem solved! She was a little wobbly at first and she still had a hard time going down hills but she did really well. She gets distracted pretty easily while she is walking though, leaves, twigs, rocks, cracks in the sidewalk, everything grabs her attention so it is impossible to get anywhere in a hurry with her. But it was a lot of fun watching her see new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have found that unless she is in her car seat or in her crib we have a problem getting her to take a nap. She doesn't get too grumpy if she doesn't take nap, so once she got a little fussy we would just let her walk around and she was fine. But she finally fell asleep in the stroller for about 20 minutes which isn't long but it was better than nothing! She got to ride the carousel with her dad, and then again with Dev's mom, and then again with Hollee. She loved it! The only other ride she could go on was the train and by the time we got on that she was tired so she was not as excited about it as we thought she would be, she just kinda sat there and stared off into space. But even though it was a long, hot day she had a lot of fun. Hopefully next year she will grow a bit more and we will be able to take her on more rides!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236302758400848114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10
