<?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-3046754985617200608</id><updated>2011-09-06T06:17:54.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arch.Shantay.Zaylie</title><subtitle type='html'>arch.dad.senior credit manager.dirt bikes.mountain dew.

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Zaylie.painting.slides.swimming.jumping.giggling.popsicles.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-1302357458721242434</id><published>2011-01-27T15:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:29:52.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch up Part 1--September</title><content type='html'>September-- In no particular order because I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566994193522055986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvuUuLWzI/AAAAAAAABKQ/kK1f18BDqgs/s320/Shan%2BDroid%2B524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome home party from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvvXmeq1I/AAAAAAAABKo/PDuGhu75t7M/s1600/Shan%2BDroid%2B664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566994211474942802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvvXmeq1I/AAAAAAAABKo/PDuGhu75t7M/s320/Shan%2BDroid%2B664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvvHiZGjI/AAAAAAAABKg/Am2WE4e_BLg/s1600/Shan%2BDroid%2B643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566994207162833458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvvHiZGjI/AAAAAAAABKg/Am2WE4e_BLg/s320/Shan%2BDroid%2B643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvu-3iXeI/AAAAAAAABKY/Ii290tCkSO8/s1600/Shan%2BDroid%2B642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566994204835601890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvu-3iXeI/AAAAAAAABKY/Ii290tCkSO8/s320/Shan%2BDroid%2B642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvuKNGt6I/AAAAAAAABKI/vmHoe2tUMSw/s1600/Arch%2BDroid%2B176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566994190698985378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvuKNGt6I/AAAAAAAABKI/vmHoe2tUMSw/s320/Arch%2BDroid%2B176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zaylie holding Titan for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuM8PYYYI/AAAAAAAABKA/9uHRUMlNgRc/s1600/Arch%2BDroid%2B173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566992520503124354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuM8PYYYI/AAAAAAAABKA/9uHRUMlNgRc/s320/Arch%2BDroid%2B173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMlJag3I/AAAAAAAABJ4/QnnLZxY3stw/s1600/Arch%2BDroid%2B211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566992514304082802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMlJag3I/AAAAAAAABJ4/QnnLZxY3stw/s320/Arch%2BDroid%2B211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting more ok with the idea of holding him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMWYYtQI/AAAAAAAABJw/xLbm3_cb-MQ/s1600/Arch%2BDroid%2B199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566992510340347138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMWYYtQI/AAAAAAAABJw/xLbm3_cb-MQ/s320/Arch%2BDroid%2B199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First day of church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMLFR7JI/AAAAAAAABJo/qBZWZQHvhlI/s1600/Arch%2BDroid%2B195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566992507307420818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuMLFR7JI/AAAAAAAABJo/qBZWZQHvhlI/s320/Arch%2BDroid%2B195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuL4xB_CI/AAAAAAAABJg/7q9fqVhDZ0c/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566992502390651938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHuL4xB_CI/AAAAAAAABJg/7q9fqVhDZ0c/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zaylie's first day of Preschool! She was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsPWgIoVI/AAAAAAAABJY/X7iG1d3fxrQ/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566990362889199954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsPWgIoVI/AAAAAAAABJY/X7iG1d3fxrQ/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zaylie and Titan on their pillow pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOySIRgI/AAAAAAAABJQ/2VYADWr8HTQ/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566990353166779906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOySIRgI/AAAAAAAABJQ/2VYADWr8HTQ/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dr. Zaylie helping her patient daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOoyzCcI/AAAAAAAABJI/53SEuoRpigg/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566990350619445698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOoyzCcI/AAAAAAAABJI/53SEuoRpigg/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOQqo_OI/AAAAAAAABJA/IPaqlX33TdY/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566990344142781666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsOQqo_OI/AAAAAAAABJA/IPaqlX33TdY/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First bath, he actually loved the bath, this is him mad we are taking him out.  Funny its the only picture of his first bath we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsN2YQe1I/AAAAAAAABI4/F16dftCnsaQ/s1600/Casio%2B2010%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566990337086356306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHsN2YQe1I/AAAAAAAABI4/F16dftCnsaQ/s320/Casio%2B2010%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Father and son. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3046754985617200608-1302357458721242434?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1302357458721242434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=1302357458721242434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1302357458721242434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1302357458721242434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-catch-up-part-1-september.html' title='Playing Catch up Part 1--September'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHvuUuLWzI/AAAAAAAABKQ/kK1f18BDqgs/s72-c/Shan%2BDroid%2B524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-486589739539426222</id><published>2011-01-27T14:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:48:43.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titan (3 months ago)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So because I'm awesome these pictures are from three months ago.  Better late than never right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  (2 months old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHme2fYy2I/AAAAAAAABIw/6rI70GW6ctg/s1600/dsc_0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566984032104270690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHme2fYy2I/AAAAAAAABIw/6rI70GW6ctg/s320/dsc_0510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmeSCpYrI/AAAAAAAABIo/zEUHVZ6L8Ko/s1600/dsc_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566984022320046770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmeSCpYrI/AAAAAAAABIo/zEUHVZ6L8Ko/s320/dsc_0508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmJaZ9A0I/AAAAAAAABIg/Lggd9_6EH-o/s1600/dsc_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566983663788032834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmJaZ9A0I/AAAAAAAABIg/Lggd9_6EH-o/s320/dsc_0507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmJEAmwbI/AAAAAAAABIY/LsZONWEQFng/s1600/dsc_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566983657776136626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmJEAmwbI/AAAAAAAABIY/LsZONWEQFng/s320/dsc_0506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIx9vDhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/FyyAi9vWvA4/s1600/dsc_0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566983652932259346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIx9vDhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/FyyAi9vWvA4/s320/dsc_0505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIl9R8iI/AAAAAAAABII/3u0w3ZP2V4Q/s1600/dsc_0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566983649709126178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIl9R8iI/AAAAAAAABII/3u0w3ZP2V4Q/s320/dsc_0504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIcdgiaI/AAAAAAAABIA/0Xb_Mq80WFE/s1600/dsc_0500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566983647159945634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHmIcdgiaI/AAAAAAAABIA/0Xb_Mq80WFE/s320/dsc_0500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-486589739539426222?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/486589739539426222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=486589739539426222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/486589739539426222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/486589739539426222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2011/01/titan-3-months-ago.html' title='Titan (3 months ago)'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TUHme2fYy2I/AAAAAAAABIw/6rI70GW6ctg/s72-c/dsc_0510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7659346407848475123</id><published>2010-09-17T17:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:14:15.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Archie Titan Ames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7 lbs 10 oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;20 1/4 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Born at 1:59 pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Archie is a family name, in fact this little guy will be the fifth one in a row, but we will call him Titan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518026946889140882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4Rb5cSpI/AAAAAAAABFs/XfTl5IzTf_E/s320/IMG_20100906_140928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4Q-AGsOI/AAAAAAAABFk/DWBf3PPowGU/s1600/IMG_20100905_135230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518026938864021730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4Q-AGsOI/AAAAAAAABFk/DWBf3PPowGU/s320/IMG_20100905_135230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot to take a pic of my belly in the hospital so this picture the day before will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4TI1PqtI/AAAAAAAABGE/5LlkuN3KdEM/s1600/IMG_20100906_144521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518026976131001042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4TI1PqtI/AAAAAAAABGE/5LlkuN3KdEM/s320/IMG_20100906_144521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4SRPJ9wI/AAAAAAAABF8/agfobG5yvvQ/s1600/IMG_20100906_141236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518026961207293698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4SRPJ9wI/AAAAAAAABF8/agfobG5yvvQ/s320/IMG_20100906_141236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the hair! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7C6EQEmI/AAAAAAAABGU/oi6bdCCW5D8/s1600/IMG_20100906_145244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518029995824386658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7C6EQEmI/AAAAAAAABGU/oi6bdCCW5D8/s320/IMG_20100906_145244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie got a couple of presents for becoming a big sister. She got her own baby and a mermaid tale barbie with a sea horse friend. Zaylie LOVES a Mermaid Tale Barbie and any accessory that goes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7CRe9sYI/AAAAAAAABGM/Vl7plvXwWBw/s1600/IMG_20100906_145222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518029984930574722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7CRe9sYI/AAAAAAAABGM/Vl7plvXwWBw/s320/IMG_20100906_145222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7Eipf42I/AAAAAAAABGs/48KAGyyZFIk/s1600/IMG_20100906_222336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518030023897899874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7Eipf42I/AAAAAAAABGs/48KAGyyZFIk/s320/IMG_20100906_222336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7DRKYQDI/AAAAAAAABGc/OAi5Xpelo1o/s1600/IMG_20100906_215405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518030002024103986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP7DRKYQDI/AAAAAAAABGc/OAi5Xpelo1o/s320/IMG_20100906_215405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I look a little tired it could have something to do with the fact that I hadn't slept in 39 hours when this picture was taken. At least I think that had something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP98ZyEBGI/AAAAAAAABG0/0rXLSviu0i4/s1600/IMG_20100908_101139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518033182613832802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP98ZyEBGI/AAAAAAAABG0/0rXLSviu0i4/s320/IMG_20100908_101139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQCad1OuTI/AAAAAAAABH0/sZ3Cc-u4fAM/s1600/IMG_20100908_101223.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB1h3prkI/AAAAAAAABHs/MhthRlt7164/s1600/IMG_20100908_071535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518037462572183106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB1h3prkI/AAAAAAAABHs/MhthRlt7164/s320/IMG_20100908_071535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB1cmGDxI/AAAAAAAABHk/p9yPAulctps/s1600/IMG_20100907_182930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518037461156368146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB1cmGDxI/AAAAAAAABHk/p9yPAulctps/s320/IMG_20100907_182930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB0W6O9nI/AAAAAAAABHc/jntgch7tggc/s1600/IMG_20100907_182203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518037442450355826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB0W6O9nI/AAAAAAAABHc/jntgch7tggc/s320/IMG_20100907_182203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how he kept his legs in my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB0LCashI/AAAAAAAABHU/xeAsbJ4ASHw/s1600/IMG_20100907_162648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518037439263453714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQB0LCashI/AAAAAAAABHU/xeAsbJ4ASHw/s320/IMG_20100907_162648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQBzsLWVyI/AAAAAAAABHM/Gc4XQorOm8M/s1600/IMG_20100907_123009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518037430979417890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJQBzsLWVyI/AAAAAAAABHM/Gc4XQorOm8M/s320/IMG_20100907_123009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zaylie was so excited about her new baby brother, but she just wasn't ready to get close to him yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP99l6QBFI/AAAAAAAABHE/PkAwPxARYCE/s1600/IMG_20100908_153440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518033203049268306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP99l6QBFI/AAAAAAAABHE/PkAwPxARYCE/s320/IMG_20100908_153440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Titan getting ready to go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*birthing story/details to come in a later post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-7659346407848475123?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7659346407848475123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7659346407848475123' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7659346407848475123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7659346407848475123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-boy.html' title='Its a boy!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TJP4Rb5cSpI/AAAAAAAABFs/XfTl5IzTf_E/s72-c/IMG_20100906_140928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3773960718549975153</id><published>2010-08-16T13:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:44:10.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;35 Weeks&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TGmUKEyqc0I/AAAAAAAABFU/wlKCyJDYIuM/s1600/dsc_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506094920242983746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TGmUKEyqc0I/AAAAAAAABFU/wlKCyJDYIuM/s320/dsc_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Baby has started dropping so now I really waddle when I walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-starting to freak out that we don't have a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-total weight gain 45 lbs...awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Measuring at 37 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dilated to a 1 and 70% efaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-contractions all day long... sometimes they will be 2-3 minutes apart for a couple of hours and then stop. Seriously, what is the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-still waking up every two hours to pee and put nasal spray in my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Arch can no longer sleep in the same bed as me...as my snoring is no longer bearable with ear plugs. Apparently its so bad he can feel it through the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Favorite comment of the week: "Wow I have a friend having twins due a couple weeks after you and your bigger than her." There is a line in the movie Never Been Kissed that I think sums up my thoughts... "I have no words...and I always have words!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-3773960718549975153?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3773960718549975153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3773960718549975153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3773960718549975153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3773960718549975153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2010/08/35-weeks.html' title='35 Weeks'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TGmUKEyqc0I/AAAAAAAABFU/wlKCyJDYIuM/s72-c/dsc_0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-1217890396986248944</id><published>2010-07-27T09:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:33:18.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TE8kw3HAVMI/AAAAAAAABFM/2EpEQ3DWWto/s1600/2010-07-24+13.22.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498654091888317634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TE8kw3HAVMI/AAAAAAAABFM/2EpEQ3DWWto/s320/2010-07-24+13.22.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a pic of my little family at Mr. Pizza (Where the whole family got stuffed for only 5 dollars...including refillable drinks! Now thats a bargain!)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498654084531971634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TE8kwbtHZjI/AAAAAAAABFE/LnrrYZVsxSI/s320/2010-07-27+12.21.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know I'm pregnant, I never really made an official announcement or anything so if you didn't know don't feel bad or feel like we aren't friends...if you haven't noticed from the absence of my blog posts I have sort of kept to myself this past year. But I'm ready to join the blogging world again so here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im one of those really fortunate people who start showing aout 6 days after they conceive a child...people try and make me feel better by saying well your just so darn small you have no where for it go...but really thats just a bunch of crap because I know people who are just as small as me and don't show til 20 weeks. So whatever. So of course when I start showing people just assume I'm 4 months along when the normal person starts to show, but really im 7 weeks along. My due date is september 17th, Since about March I have had people asking me if I'm due in June based on my size...then June came and went and now I get some of the sweetest comments I've seriously thought about writing a book. Now when I say "sweetest" I don't mean like "oh thats so sweet of you thank you" I mean "you have some serious cajones to say that outloud to a pregant person" What is it about a pregnant belly that says, "Please tell me exactly what you think about my size and say it in the rudest way possible because its not going to hurt my feelings." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I thought I would post a few of my favorites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Oh my gosh you look like your about to explode....no seriously you seriously look like your about to explode.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;- My wife just had her baby and she didn't even get close to as big as you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Insulter#1 : Due any minute?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;            Me: No, I have two months and a half months left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;            Insulter- Are you serious...how are you even going to carry that around!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;             Me:.......uh not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;- Insulter #2-Oh you poor thing you look so uncomfortable, at least your almost done right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;           Me: Oh I wish, but i still have 3 months left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;            Insulter: Oh twins?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;           Me thinking: you seriously think I could be due any day with twins and I still have three months left...awesome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insulter #3:Oh it looks like he has really dropped, at least your almost done, that looks really uncomfortable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;         Me: Well I still have two and a half months left, he just sits really low.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         Insulter #3: Oh wow, I bet your gonna have to go on bed rest pretty soon, there is no way your going to be able to get any bigger with him that low.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         Me: Seriously...did you go to medical school? (of course I didn't say that because I have tact and dignity and wouldn't want to hurt their feelings unlike the insulter that thinks I want to hear crap like that)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The funny thing is I don't think I'm this huge giant, I just am all belly and its all up front so it looks like I'm huge...however I guess I am bigger than normal because I have yet to see a pregnant person due the same time I am or even before me that I am smaller than, or even the same size as. So maybe I am huge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For journaling purposes these are some of my pregnany symptoms:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;33 Weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-My saliva gives me heart burn. Not just food, not just chocolate, anything and everything and its 24/7. I finally got on a prescription that works wonders but I just ran out of it...doctor appointment tomorrow halleluia! Bring on the pills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Weight gain, 40 lbs. Awesome--so all you pregnant ladies out there that say how fat you feel and you have gained like 18 lbs and say how fat you feel, I just don't feel bad for you, sorry. *Side note here, the first 20 weeks of my pregnancy I didn't eat any sugar or white flour, white breads, white rice...nothing, I worked out 4 times a week and ran around like a crazy person for 7 hours a day chasing autisic kids so I was super duper active for the main reason that I didn't want to gain weight like I did with zaylie, and I still gained 25 lbs, so I finally said screw it bring on the sugar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-My hands feet and face have started to swell. The cankles aren't so bad, the man hands are a bit embarrasing, but the face fat is the worst, its what makes me look like I have gained 40 lbs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Fortunately I was small enough to begin with, so when I gain 40 lbs I still look like a fairly small person so its hard to tell I've gained 40 lbs... until I try on pants. Then its a bit depressing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-I like foods I normally hate and want to eat at restaurants that I normally don't want to, and places I usually love I never want to go to. I normally hate pineapple, but I love it right now, the thought of eating a hamburger normally makes me want to puke, but I've eaten like 54 hamburgers this pregnancy. My favorite fast food is Panda Express, Idaho Falls finally got one and I never want to go, but I always want to go to Taco Bell. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-I'm starting to get really really tired an have no energy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-I go pee literally every 30 minutes to an hour, and because he sits so low every step I take I feel like I won't make it in time to the bathroom, it really gets old. At night I get a break though and go every 2-3 hours. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-He is quite the mover, he makes such sharp movements that make me jump and actually hurt me. This gives us hope he will be a football player.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-He likes to stretch out and rub into my hip bones and shove his feet under my ribs at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/3046754985617200608-1217890396986248944?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1217890396986248944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=1217890396986248944' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1217890396986248944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1217890396986248944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2010/07/33-weeks.html' title='33 Weeks'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/TE8kw3HAVMI/AAAAAAAABFM/2EpEQ3DWWto/s72-c/2010-07-24+13.22.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5285656152506238129</id><published>2009-10-04T10:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:58:18.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SsjLjzQ2IgI/AAAAAAAABE8/JhShedolVc8/s1600-h/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388780770065523202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SsjLjzQ2IgI/AAAAAAAABE8/JhShedolVc8/s320/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow its been a long time since I have posted, but I do have a good excuse this time.  I decided to work full time this year and got a job as a special education teacher.  I want to start off by saying, no we are not in financial trouble, and no I didn't "have" to go back to work.  I chose to.  I wanted to.  Many people find that odd, but I guess I'm not your typical stay at home mom that loves to stay in my PJs all day playing with my two year old.  I pretty much go stir crazy.  I love my child and I love being a mom and playing with and teaching her, but I also love to work. I have to admit substitute teaching was the best.  It was flexible I could work when I wanted to and not work when I didn't feel like it.  However I get paid 4 times better working full time, and I still get every holiday off, 3 months in the summer...and I only work from 8-3.  Arch said if you think about it, teaching is like the best job ever, you only work 7 hours a day, get huge holiday breaks and the entire summer off, plus monthly no school days, if you calculate it its like getting paid 25 bucks an hour...not bad.  Obviously teaching isn't the best most highest paying job there is, but I get to use my education and it works out great for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I felt like right now is the perfect time, if there was ever a time, to go back to work.  Zaylie is 2 1/2 so she is old enough to handle being with out me for a few hours, we don't have a baby coming in the near future, so why not make some extra money to finish our basement.  Zaylie goes to a friend in my wards house who watches a few kids at home, and Zaylie really likes it.  She even takes naps there just fine, so by the time I pick her up at 3:00 she has already taken her nap and I get the rest of the day to hang out with her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school I work at houses a district wide autism program, so those children who have autism severe enough that it adversely affects their learning so much that they need extra resources, come to me.  So I'm not the regular special education teacher for the school, I'm the special education teacher for the autism program.  Its been really fun, really stressful, and a lot of work, and I am actually enjoying it for the most part.  So thats what we have been up to for the past couple of months, so don't judge me for not posting :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5285656152506238129?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5285656152506238129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5285656152506238129' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5285656152506238129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5285656152506238129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-job.html' title='My new Job'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SsjLjzQ2IgI/AAAAAAAABE8/JhShedolVc8/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2898231567958953034</id><published>2009-08-11T15:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:10:21.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So cute</title><content type='html'>Poor little Zaylie got sick throwing up for a few nights in a row.  Woke up one morning to this...so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SoHsCRhvFMI/AAAAAAAABE0/lUzrAGeHy0A/s1600-h/CIMG1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368831754611135682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SoHsCRhvFMI/AAAAAAAABE0/lUzrAGeHy0A/s320/CIMG1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SoHsBtVoUiI/AAAAAAAABEs/u6XYN1OZMcs/s1600-h/CIMG1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368831744896684578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SoHsBtVoUiI/AAAAAAAABEs/u6XYN1OZMcs/s320/CIMG1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2898231567958953034?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2898231567958953034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2898231567958953034' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2898231567958953034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2898231567958953034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-cute.html' title='So cute'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SoHsCRhvFMI/AAAAAAAABE0/lUzrAGeHy0A/s72-c/CIMG1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-9164906531257891406</id><published>2009-07-17T22:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:43:50.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zay's emotional roller coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of Zaylie and her many facial expressions and emotions...and some are neither but just cute :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeKcjOsbI/AAAAAAAABEk/xfborFBHyh4/s1600-h/CIMG1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359668565103260082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeKcjOsbI/AAAAAAAABEk/xfborFBHyh4/s320/CIMG1653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJ7RH0YI/AAAAAAAABEc/7upae68tl5U/s1600-h/CIMG1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359668556168941954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJ7RH0YI/AAAAAAAABEc/7upae68tl5U/s320/CIMG1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves to help daddy with his expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJn8FlAI/AAAAAAAABEU/9lFfQ63doTA/s1600-h/CIMG1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359668550980441090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJn8FlAI/AAAAAAAABEU/9lFfQ63doTA/s320/CIMG1642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJMvFFZI/AAAAAAAABEM/iYXy4xyW8MU/s1600-h/CIMG1640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359668543678125458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeJMvFFZI/AAAAAAAABEM/iYXy4xyW8MU/s320/CIMG1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeI7Nd8NI/AAAAAAAABEE/Bf78_KS6IE8/s1600-h/CIMG1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359668538973745362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeI7Nd8NI/AAAAAAAABEE/Bf78_KS6IE8/s320/CIMG1637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her cheese face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPdRZgxxI/AAAAAAAABD8/si5Niuz4rjM/s1600-h/291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359652395852810002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPdRZgxxI/AAAAAAAABD8/si5Niuz4rjM/s320/291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Zaylie gets her feelings hurt or things don't go her way, she doesn't throw a fit but she stands still puts her chin down and starts pouting and sadly sniffing like the worst thing in the world has just happened to her.  Its pretty funny, so here I am just trying to cheer her up by giving her a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPc-TDtmI/AAAAAAAABD0/meDhKUKST9c/s1600-h/290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359652390725465698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPc-TDtmI/AAAAAAAABD0/meDhKUKST9c/s320/290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is getting ready to jump...maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPcglAH8I/AAAAAAAABDs/PYvyMXSe6RQ/s1600-h/335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359652382747664322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPcglAH8I/AAAAAAAABDs/PYvyMXSe6RQ/s320/335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPcUrJekI/AAAAAAAABDk/zF722zcJ9D8/s1600-h/334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359652379552217666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPcUrJekI/AAAAAAAABDk/zF722zcJ9D8/s320/334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't even know what this emotion is...mad? annoyed? or just a plain dirty look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPbz6FjuI/AAAAAAAABDc/p9lt05I9krE/s1600-h/311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359652370756505314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFPbz6FjuI/AAAAAAAABDc/p9lt05I9krE/s320/311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zaylie wearing my hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFODJ5L7GI/AAAAAAAABDU/QekIRpIcYzg/s1600-h/293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359650847649950818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFODJ5L7GI/AAAAAAAABDU/QekIRpIcYzg/s320/293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bonked her elbow and a bit pist about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOC3NzyPI/AAAAAAAABDM/j4j84b9f_EA/s1600-h/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359650842636175602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOC3NzyPI/AAAAAAAABDM/j4j84b9f_EA/s320/289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pouting again...it is sometimes so hard not to laugh when she does stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOCqPyqQI/AAAAAAAABDE/0mY87xtFDhM/s1600-h/288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359650839154829570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOCqPyqQI/AAAAAAAABDE/0mY87xtFDhM/s320/288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just being crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOCGIgyMI/AAAAAAAABC8/QgEzVJi8P6o/s1600-h/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359650829460621506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOCGIgyMI/AAAAAAAABC8/QgEzVJi8P6o/s320/286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And again with the dirty looks, i have like a bajillion pictures of this face...if you haven't figured it out yet, she is a bit dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOB0sHhjI/AAAAAAAABC0/JZs__CtKyFE/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359650824778122802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFOB0sHhjI/AAAAAAAABC0/JZs__CtKyFE/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the only picture of her where I think she sort of looks like me and not a mini Arch.&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/3046754985617200608-9164906531257891406?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/9164906531257891406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=9164906531257891406' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/9164906531257891406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/9164906531257891406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/07/zays-emotional-roller-coaster.html' title='Zay&apos;s emotional roller coaster'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SmFeKcjOsbI/AAAAAAAABEk/xfborFBHyh4/s72-c/CIMG1653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-1526298300547655964</id><published>2009-07-08T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:57:23.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Trained!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SlUDNlSpkWI/AAAAAAAABCs/RvWH1Ge9X3k/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356190863710589282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SlUDNlSpkWI/AAAAAAAABCs/RvWH1Ge9X3k/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy to announce my child is finally and officially potty trained. I have been putting it off for a long time, mainly because it seemed like my life would be easier if she was in diapers and the thought of potty training was just so...not appealing. We tried when she was about 20 months and she was AWESOME, but then we went to colorado for Arch's sisters wedding and all that work and training went down the pooper when we got home. So I decided to wait till we were done with the house, and done with all of our trips before I started again. So a few weeks ago we started and in about two days she got it down and it really wasn't even that bad. The only thing she still has a hard time with is going number 2. It seems to scare her a bit, so she will hold it for days until she just can't handle it anymore and then seems to have a bit of a panic attack. So I have been giving her prune juice lately to make her go more often- mwah ha ha ha- and that has been helping. I know it sounds kind of mean... but whatever works right?  We don't want her getting my digestion problems so you bet I'll be making her poop. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can I just vent for a little bit...I am SO bloody annoyed with everyone and their friggin dog telling me how I am potty training my child the wrong way, i need to do it like this, or like that!  I feel like saying- is she freaking peeing in the toilet by herself?  Yes.  Am I still changing diapers? No.  Okay so obviously what I am doing is working just fine for us so leave me the FREAK ALONE!  Older women will just come right out and say "oh your not doing that right," or oh no, I have potty trained 7 kids and i never did that with any of my kids so you need to do it like this."  Okay seriously that was 30 YEARS AGO!  Is it possible that in the last 30 years there has been new and recent evidence that other methods are better than the older ways?  Is it possible that in my four years of getting my Early childhood/Special Education degree where I am trained and certified to work with infants, toddlers, and preschool aged children that I would have been tought potty training methods and have done my research on the topic?  I MEAN SERIOUSLY!!!!  And if I am doing it wrong, is it ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS???  If I asked you for advice that would be totally different. I swear I can speak the words "potty training" and any 45+ woman in a 350 ft radius will hear those words and will come running so eager to verbally vomit their professional potty training advice all over me.  Its just so aggrivating.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. I feel better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-1526298300547655964?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1526298300547655964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=1526298300547655964' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1526298300547655964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1526298300547655964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/07/potty-trained.html' title='Potty Trained!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SlUDNlSpkWI/AAAAAAAABCs/RvWH1Ge9X3k/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5420804255384924109</id><published>2009-06-23T15:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:21:33.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Time in Nashville and hubby time in Vegas!</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago Arch's parents came into town and wanted to take Zaylie back home with them for two whole weeks...so of course I decided to take full advantage of that and booked a trip to go see my BFF in Nashville for a week, and then go on a trip for our 5th wedding anniversary to Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lived in Nashville for a summer four years ago so it was fun to go back and visit, see a friend and go to all the fun places I loved going before.&lt;br /&gt;We went to downtown Nashville one night, we ate at the Hard Rock, saw a lot of crazy peeps, and just walked around to see the night life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMBK22vtI/AAAAAAAABCk/SVdaxG_LA1g/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350641415270874834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMBK22vtI/AAAAAAAABCk/SVdaxG_LA1g/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course we did a bit of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMAb_9c3I/AAAAAAAABCU/rl5vemaZfcc/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350641402692596594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMAb_9c3I/AAAAAAAABCU/rl5vemaZfcc/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ot the Opry Mills Mall, Opry House and the Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMAFj7AbI/AAAAAAAABCM/hRxMW-52xc4/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350641396669415858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMAFj7AbI/AAAAAAAABCM/hRxMW-52xc4/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFL_i8hz1I/AAAAAAAABCE/isDrHRV8cYo/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350641387377381202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFL_i8hz1I/AAAAAAAABCE/isDrHRV8cYo/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate more really yummy food...I think I may have gained 5 pounds that week...not the best idea when that next week I'm supposed to look boomin in a swim suit for Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIxU3gk7I/AAAAAAAABB8/hEI_AK57We4/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350637844545180594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIxU3gk7I/AAAAAAAABB8/hEI_AK57We4/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIxDxyj9I/AAAAAAAABB0/HuQEbl5-yMY/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350637839957790674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIxDxyj9I/AAAAAAAABB0/HuQEbl5-yMY/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about Nashville is how everywhere you look it looks like a bunch of broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwugRkNI/AAAAAAAABBs/CMQPwN0uZBc/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350637834247180498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwugRkNI/AAAAAAAABBs/CMQPwN0uZBc/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this cupcake place in downtown franklin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwRDlixI/AAAAAAAABBk/L4WIfeTcnp8/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350637826342226706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwRDlixI/AAAAAAAABBk/L4WIfeTcnp8/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ate some delicious looking, but not so delicious tasting cupcakes.  I know hard to believe, they look in-freaking-credible, but they had like zero taste, I didn't even finish it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwDFU2kI/AAAAAAAABBc/jWftZrXtJjA/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350637822591425090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFIwDFU2kI/AAAAAAAABBc/jWftZrXtJjA/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we laid by the pool, got pedicures, watched the bachelor, gossiped a bit, you know girl stuff, and it was dang fun.  Thanks Cass for such a fun trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Vegas...&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5420804255384924109?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5420804255384924109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5420804255384924109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5420804255384924109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5420804255384924109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/06/girl-time-in-nashville-and-hubby-time.html' title='Girl Time in Nashville and hubby time in Vegas!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SkFMBK22vtI/AAAAAAAABCk/SVdaxG_LA1g/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5360048319579437718</id><published>2009-06-17T11:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:24:16.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm selling furniture at WHOLESALE PRICES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356808134981938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLiDteTI/AAAAAAAABBU/LR5R25uTjDY/s320/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356807571072978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLf9Q59I/AAAAAAAABBM/_T5Fctf9Ihc/s320/sectional1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLG55B_I/AAAAAAAABBE/YB9tpl2LzJs/s1600-h/couches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356800846039026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLG55B_I/AAAAAAAABBE/YB9tpl2LzJs/s320/couches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLHTEOcI/AAAAAAAABA8/Rw7wQUgmIZw/s1600-h/bunkbed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356800951630274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLHTEOcI/AAAAAAAABA8/Rw7wQUgmIZw/s320/bunkbed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuK-eM7uI/AAAAAAAABA0/uXWhHXBLuRY/s1600-h/bedset1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348356798582419170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuK-eM7uI/AAAAAAAABA0/uXWhHXBLuRY/s320/bedset1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For years my mom has been selling wholesale priced furniture, and I have loved being able to get really nice furniture for a fraction of what it would be at a furniture store. So I have decided to start selling it as well to give others the super awesome prices I can get. I mean really, whats the point in paying hundreds of dollars more for furniture when you don't need to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now its all out of a catalog, and can only be shipped to me, so only local customers, Rexburg, Idaho Falls, Rigby Pocatello and surrounding areas (unless you want to pay extra shipping to get it to you, or if you want to come visit us and come pick it up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example of what I just recently got for myself...One queen bed, one dresser, and two night stands for around 1000 dollars. Including taxes and shipping. pretty sweet huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This catalog has tables, couches, bedroom sets, coffee and end tables, childrens beds, lamps, pictures, mirrors, benches...you name it we've got it! And guaranteed its hundreds less than what you will find at a furniture store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if your needing to fill your house with furniture but your on a budget e-mail me or leave me a comment and I'll get the catalog to you ASAP!&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/3046754985617200608-5360048319579437718?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5360048319579437718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5360048319579437718' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5360048319579437718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5360048319579437718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-selling-furniture-at-wholesale.html' title='I&apos;m selling furniture at WHOLESALE PRICES!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SjkuLiDteTI/AAAAAAAABBU/LR5R25uTjDY/s72-c/table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7304974121205946827</id><published>2009-05-14T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:52:28.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lava Lamps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgyRRrlxsGI/AAAAAAAABAs/Bl3QcPZhNCA/s1600-h/lava+lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335799391472169058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgyRRrlxsGI/AAAAAAAABAs/Bl3QcPZhNCA/s320/lava+lamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Boy's are like lava lamps, fun to look at but not very bright" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just a phrase my 12 year old sister and her friends like to use.  Thought I would share.  Good Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has kind of become a little joke around our house and the other day I made a comment that everyone seemed to understand but arch and I looked at him and said, "boys are like lava lamps." it was funny.&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/3046754985617200608-7304974121205946827?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7304974121205946827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7304974121205946827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7304974121205946827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7304974121205946827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/05/lava-lamps.html' title='Lava Lamps'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgyRRrlxsGI/AAAAAAAABAs/Bl3QcPZhNCA/s72-c/lava+lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2034633957170230223</id><published>2009-05-08T16:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:16:33.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City Supercross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333592641560090866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6P7jTmPI/AAAAAAAAA_0/qWy3NeX0s6M/s320/243.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Arch and I went to another Supercross this year, this time in Salt Lake. Its been five years since SLC has had the Supercross in the city, so it was nice to only have to drive 3 hours this year. During the day the weather was pretty miserable, rainy, windy, cold, basically the works. We spent the entire day walking through the pits in the crappy weather, looking at all the muddy bikes from the practice races, getting free stuff like tie down straps and chair cushions, and watching them practice on the track. Its still was a total blast even with the weather. Here are some picture of the practice races, you can basically sit anywhere to watch them practice so we got pretty close to take some sweet pics. This is Chad Reed, who is the bomb.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6RLVolzI/AAAAAAAABAM/1gbtBo9n2Rw/s1600-h/261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333592662977582898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6RLVolzI/AAAAAAAABAM/1gbtBo9n2Rw/s320/261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6QzK1fuI/AAAAAAAABAE/44I0lAy9ow0/s1600-h/256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333592656489840354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6QzK1fuI/AAAAAAAABAE/44I0lAy9ow0/s320/256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a sweet move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6QKJHzBI/AAAAAAAAA_8/FCnZFC2ZBhQ/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333592645476797458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6QKJHzBI/AAAAAAAAA_8/FCnZFC2ZBhQ/s320/254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin Windham jumping a triple...he ended up getting fourth in the series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333592665450397778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6RUjMwFI/AAAAAAAABAU/VBwoo8-YWsk/s320/262.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Arch and I in our sweet rain gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such an awesome race, even for the 250's. There are two different main races, one for the lites aka 250's and one for the 450's. The 450's is kind of the big main race that most people go to see, but this race a rider from Idaho (which is the main reason why we cheered for him) got caught up in a mess if you will at the holeshot and was like in 12th place or something, and made his way up to 2nd place and almost took 1st right by the finish line.  It was dang sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333598341156253026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS_bsM7LWI/AAAAAAAABAc/wLuDsx8fIWE/s320/269.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In the 450 race the two main riders are Chad Reed and James "Bubba" Stewart.  These guys are freakin awesome riders.  The entire race they were neck and neck, passing eachother for first place like every 10 seconds, it was nuts.  Just to let you know how fast these guys are, third place was 30 seconds behind them the entire race.  Anyway with about 7 laps to go, one of Stewarts team mates totally tried to get into Chads way, this team mate was a laped by Reed and Stewart and lapers are supposed to get out of the way for the leaders, but this guy Chisolm you could tell purposely got in his way so stewart could win (Stewart was promised a million dollar bonus if he won the race) Everyone could tell that it was done purposely, they even black flagged Chisolm which means he couldn't finish the race, and when Stewart won the entire crowd booed him.  It was hilarious.  Anyway now whenever someone cuts in front of us while we are driving, we call him a Chisolm.  kind of fun.  So the race was so much fun, but next year you can bet we will be in Vegas for the finals...no more of this crappy weather stuff.&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/3046754985617200608-2034633957170230223?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2034633957170230223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2034633957170230223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2034633957170230223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2034633957170230223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/05/salt-lake-city-supercross.html' title='Salt Lake City Supercross'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS6P7jTmPI/AAAAAAAAA_0/qWy3NeX0s6M/s72-c/243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8495623706905877490</id><published>2009-05-06T14:42:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:46:40.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Journaling Update for Moi</title><content type='html'>I'm posting this mainly for my own journaling purposes, since this is my one and only form of journaling, NOT to brag about my kid or anything of that nature...seriously. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332926212291069330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcIpD6hZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/RciTnLUs9zo/s320/285.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided since we were making a lot of big changes with building the house and living in my grandparents house, and then moving into the new house, that we would wait till we moved into the new house to put Zaylie in her big girl bed. So she was a little over two, I felt sort of sad as I would read all my friends blogs saying they got toddler beds for their kids birthdays, but I knew it was just out of the question with how busy we were. So anyway, I was super nervous about putting her in a big girl bed, I mean the bed we got isn't one of those little toddler beds where they are 2 inches off the ground. This is a full blown twin bed, its like as tall as her. She was all over the place in her crib I would find her in the craziest positions in the morning so "how in the hell-o" (name that movie) was she going to not fall out of a bed, not to mention her being a two year old who thinks she is in charge of the universe, i just knew she would constantly be getting out of bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well night one she got out of bed 4 times, she would come out of the door (she had mastered door knobs for a few months by now) and say "good morning!" nice. Night two, she stayed in her room but got out of bed a few times. Night three she stayed in her bed but banged her feet on the wall and talked to herself for a couple of hours. Night four-fell asleep right away with no noise and no getting out, and its been like that for the past two months! She never gets out of bed, not even for naps, she just lays down and goes right to sleep. I owe it all to supernanny, I used all of her tactics and apparantly it worked. Sa-weet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how Zaylie likes to get into her bed, and then likes to slide down the matress at the bottom of the bed. She's obsessed with sliding down anything that could somehow be a slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332926215629408066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcI1f1h0I/AAAAAAAAA-c/NFWSuxaDqzo/s320/322.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332926220249738498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcJGtaLQI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fbD0FH6Wq_M/s320/323.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332926226284569634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcJdMOZCI/AAAAAAAAA-s/R5TXDb0IutY/s320/324.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332926225240104226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcJZTNHSI/AAAAAAAAA-0/ed6IbJqfXJ0/s320/326.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next item of business: Easter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582121646588082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwrl0egLI/AAAAAAAAA_E/r_vKUJnHb7Y/s320/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a pretty quiet weekend, we went to my parents house for dinner and an Easter egg hunt. We always do two hunts, one for Zaylie, and one for the rest of us. Yes I am an avid easter egg hunter, I resort to 8 years old shoving my brother out of the way to get an egg we both spotted. However this time my brother hid them and I was shoving Arch out of the way to get an egg. Good times. Anyway I didn't win this year, Malarie did. boo. But I did beat Arch, of course. hee hee don't worry, I can talk smack like this because Arch doesn't read our blog, I don't even think he knows the address for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zaylie loved finding the eggs, my mom put candy in the eggs, and everytime she found one she would shake it and put it in her basket. One egg didn't happen to have anything in it and when she found it she shook it, and got a crusty look on her face and said, "oh, no good" and threw it behind her. Here is the crusty look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582118983457090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwrb5iWUI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Bl7zW6kdjEM/s320/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zaylie has been loving our Easter baskets for hats, she always asks me to wear one to, so often we are just hanging around the house in our Easter hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwsG6IEUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/heeWywVrxfM/s1600-h/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582130528653634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwsG6IEUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/heeWywVrxfM/s320/232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwr5_lAKI/AAAAAAAAA_M/JKQPy2YCHr0/s1600-h/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582127061860514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwr5_lAKI/AAAAAAAAA_M/JKQPy2YCHr0/s320/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are just a couple of cute pics of the Zaydster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582133888858962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgSwsTbQu1I/AAAAAAAAA_c/dqRcJBXMmoQ/s320/274.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_5333586710303192450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgS02r5dtYI/AAAAAAAAA_s/DsaDfCQM-u0/s320/275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8495623706905877490?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8495623706905877490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8495623706905877490' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8495623706905877490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8495623706905877490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/05/journaling-update-for-moi.html' title='Journaling Update for Moi'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SgJcIpD6hZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/RciTnLUs9zo/s72-c/285.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5955331210908452034</id><published>2009-04-15T17:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:40:00.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZrZzouN3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/DLTqu7dgZ2c/s1600-h/smarties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325061700514101106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZrZzouN3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/DLTqu7dgZ2c/s320/smarties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the title of this post you are probably thinking this post would be about my child calling her farts farties or something of that nature, but no. Zaylie calls the candy smarties, "farties." I have tried working with her on it over and over saying ssssssssmmmmmmm-arties, and she says, sssssssssss-farties...with such enthusiasm like she just said exactly how I said to say it.  Good times. I had them once in my purse, so now she just assumes I always have farties in my purse. So we'll be walking in the store and Zaylie will yell out, FARTIES FARTIES.  Nice. People look at me like I'm farting or something. Thats all I have to say about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some recent pictures of Zaylie in her favorite outfit that her aunt Cassie and uncle Brennen gave her.  Since I'm a bad mom and never take her to get her picture taken, and don't have the talent to take those awesome pictures that are edited with photoshop like it seems like everyone can do...these will have to do :)  Don't judge me and my lame picture taking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZrZ2MPCVI/AAAAAAAAA-E/hbX84UUBPl4/s1600-h/374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325061701199923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZrZ2MPCVI/AAAAAAAAA-E/hbX84UUBPl4/s320/374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcqDbFiI/AAAAAAAAA98/T-bZ30VteKE/s1600-h/373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060649969718818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcqDbFiI/AAAAAAAAA98/T-bZ30VteKE/s320/373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcXP5unI/AAAAAAAAA90/13tb5JDntCU/s1600-h/372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060644921784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcXP5unI/AAAAAAAAA90/13tb5JDntCU/s320/372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcDjB8uI/AAAAAAAAA9s/G4eGQFVWniw/s1600-h/371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060639633306338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqcDjB8uI/AAAAAAAAA9s/G4eGQFVWniw/s320/371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqbztIOCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/JKRf1VwlKEg/s1600-h/369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060635380693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqbztIOCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/JKRf1VwlKEg/s320/369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqbt7tw8I/AAAAAAAAA9c/IlCSIVsQBqg/s1600-h/365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325060633831261122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZqbt7tw8I/AAAAAAAAA9c/IlCSIVsQBqg/s320/365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so not posing for this picture...seriously I just happend to be in the background smiling.&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/3046754985617200608-5955331210908452034?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5955331210908452034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5955331210908452034' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5955331210908452034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5955331210908452034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/04/farties.html' title='Farties'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SeZrZzouN3I/AAAAAAAAA-M/DLTqu7dgZ2c/s72-c/smarties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3293868752210650630</id><published>2009-04-07T14:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:47:45.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR NEW HOUSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvH5ikvyjI/AAAAAAAAA9E/lBXvxqKNy1E/s1600-h/290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322067176015776306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvH5ikvyjI/AAAAAAAAA9E/lBXvxqKNy1E/s320/290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the finished product... our new house that took us six months to build with arch working on it from 7 pm to 1 am every night and 15 hour saturdays. It was a lot of work to be our own general contractor and to deal with ALL of the problems that came with the process, and there were a lot, and this is the part where I should say "but it was all worth it in the end" however we really aren't sure yet if it was! Maybe ask us in a few months. Anyway here are some pics of the place, no furnished pictures yet, I'm waiting till its all decorated for that of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322068960426344914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvJhaBYQdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/-BB4zVCAGpg/s320/331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arch designed the entry way, there is a ton of detail in the wood but this picture doesn't do it justice, I'll work on getting a better one in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322060388085240594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBubj_kxI/AAAAAAAAA88/8ttaPLuQ09Q/s320/363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is off to the side of the front door, this goes down to our unfinished basement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322051724382742882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu52IwWqWI/AAAAAAAAA6s/TOa64dD0qfg/s320/350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hallway to bedrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322051729815757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu52c_r4-I/AAAAAAAAA60/r1RHch0GiFk/s320/333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Main bath (Zaylie's bathroom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu53JCM4SI/AAAAAAAAA7E/PboWqVqRUeQ/s1600-h/352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322051741637468450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu53JCM4SI/AAAAAAAAA7E/PboWqVqRUeQ/s320/352.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/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu52gnafrI/AAAAAAAAA68/OXUCkcrJCd8/s1600-h/334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322051730787696306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu52gnafrI/AAAAAAAAA68/OXUCkcrJCd8/s320/334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two bedrooms, I'll show those with more detail in a later post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322054267012438882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8KIyg22I/AAAAAAAAA7M/w3_U3OUGep4/s320/335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Master Bedroom&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322054273005056146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8KfHQ8JI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Ypq_Ue8BVEU/s320/336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Master closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322054280291077490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8K6QYzXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Q29I7ZzSVss/s320/357.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Master Bath: Corner jetted tub, and Arch's sink and small linen closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322054282954316034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8LELWmQI/AAAAAAAAA7s/IHOlh5EHu8Y/s320/359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My vanity (its bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8Knph7PI/AAAAAAAAA7c/xGYXI4vLq08/s1600-h/356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322054275296259314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu8Knph7PI/AAAAAAAAA7c/xGYXI4vLq08/s320/356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shower now has a glass door, again pictures to come later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-a4vue0I/AAAAAAAAA78/I-2429iy5AY/s1600-h/361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056753786813250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-a4vue0I/AAAAAAAAA78/I-2429iy5AY/s320/361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our shower is 4 ft by 5 ft and has two shower heads! HECK TO THE YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-a_haqzI/AAAAAAAAA70/iKdxTrJj2NI/s1600-h/360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056755605842738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-a_haqzI/AAAAAAAAA70/iKdxTrJj2NI/s320/360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-bi6t9hI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-IF8EQ7bBw/s1600-h/345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056765107205650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-bi6t9hI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-IF8EQ7bBw/s320/345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This area was supposed to be a closet on the plans, but I changed that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be a built in office/desk area which I LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056762921543730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-baxnaDI/AAAAAAAAA8E/v2YqhYt9yGw/s320/344.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the family room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-br4XdLI/AAAAAAAAA8M/vSr0an3AnTM/s1600-h/339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056767513261234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Sdu-br4XdLI/AAAAAAAAA8M/vSr0an3AnTM/s320/339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBuDmus8I/AAAAAAAAA80/zVRRbZvwy5s/s1600-h/346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322060381654266818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBuDmus8I/AAAAAAAAA80/zVRRbZvwy5s/s320/346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBt4y-BPI/AAAAAAAAA8s/61usNgkRKTA/s1600-h/343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322060378752812274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBt4y-BPI/AAAAAAAAA8s/61usNgkRKTA/s320/343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitchen and nook area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBt0qVdAI/AAAAAAAAA8k/so8Ef7Izz2I/s1600-h/341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322060377642857474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBt0qVdAI/AAAAAAAAA8k/so8Ef7Izz2I/s320/341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBtSJyuwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/K0ACGAHKZBw/s1600-h/340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322060368379558658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvBtSJyuwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/K0ACGAHKZBw/s320/340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322067181308612642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvH52SqECI/AAAAAAAAA9M/sOi5-dn8dG8/s320/292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is across the street from us, so when Zaylie goes to school she'll be able to walk to school and then I can spy on here from home. :) But its nice now too that we have a place to play in the afternoons when school is out and during the day in the summer. Sa-weet!&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/3046754985617200608-3293868752210650630?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3293868752210650630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3293868752210650630' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3293868752210650630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3293868752210650630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-new-house.html' title='OUR NEW HOUSE!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SdvH5ikvyjI/AAAAAAAAA9E/lBXvxqKNy1E/s72-c/290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7817398245204686394</id><published>2009-03-18T14:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:45:30.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 of my FIRSTS.</title><content type='html'>Well folks I'm actually bored, there are a million things I could be doing especially with packing things to get ready to move, or cleaning the dishes, or a load of laundry, but I'm bored of doing all those things, so while Zaylie is sleeping I thought I would do a tag.  Here are 20 of my firsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was your FIRST dance date? Ben Dallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. First time you got stitches? Never had any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your FIRST job? Well I started teaching piano when I was 12, but my first real tax giving/taking job was pretzel maker in the mall when I was 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your FIRST car?1990 Nissan stanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today? Courtney Bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?Well, Archie since he was right next to me...&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?Mrs Hopkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Where did you go on your FIRST airplane ride? Oak Harbor, Washington when I was probably a few weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your FIRST best friend &amp;amp; do you still talk?  Mynette Hill, and my family gets her family's christmas cards still, but thats the extent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where was your FIRST sleepover? My friend Kristins house in 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today? Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose wedding were you in for the FIRST time? My roommate Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning? Watch Backyardigans with Zaylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to? Wynonna Judd when I was 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. FIRST trip to the hospital? I was 8 and my earring infected my ear so badly that my ear swelled up completely enveloping the earring into my ear...you couldn't even see it.  gross huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. FIRST piercing? Ears at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. FIRST foreign country you've been to? Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. FIRST movie you remember seeing at the theater?Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was your FIRST detention? I never had detention, I never got in trouble at school, I was an angel in class... it was after school that I got into trouble :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-7817398245204686394?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7817398245204686394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7817398245204686394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7817398245204686394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7817398245204686394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/03/20-of-my-firsts.html' title='20 of my FIRSTS.'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-4472096624888945458</id><published>2009-03-02T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:23:33.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Zaylie had her second birthday on February 17th, so I want to document a little of it for my own records, since I haven't touched a piece of scrapbook paper since before I was pregnant with her. We were able to take a night off from working on the house to have a birthday party with family, and it was a blast. Zaylie and Brennen worked on their beat box routines, she got a new guitair that plays little songs, and Zaylie made Brennen push the buttons for her all night long. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnDQW0BPI/AAAAAAAAA40/wmbU7dH1bW8/s1600-h/DSCN0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308660997646714098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnDQW0BPI/AAAAAAAAA40/wmbU7dH1bW8/s320/DSCN0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also got a power four wheeler, that she totally loves, but in order for it to move you have to push a button by the handle bars, just like a real four wheeler. However she doesn't understand how to hold it down for a long period of time, so she'll push it, let go, push it, let go, push it etc. Its dang funny. Its just so crazy how different she is from her last birthday, when she turned one she was eating in her high chair not quite sure how to handle eating the cake, and this year she is sitting at her table like a big girl taking bites with her fork talking in sentences. Crazy. Oh and she was dang fat and had the roundest face last year, and this year she's super skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaylie last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawwbcqcHZI/AAAAAAAAA50/zNAMo7F35Sc/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308671308871769490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawwbcqcHZI/AAAAAAAAA50/zNAMo7F35Sc/s320/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I made her a monkey cake, because she loves the "silly monkeys" as she would say in Jungle Book and Madagascar.  It was a big hit, she loved it and still asks for her monkey birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawrRdcaxPI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ppfDn7UgUJA/s1600-h/DSCN0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308665639724565746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawrRdcaxPI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ppfDn7UgUJA/s320/DSCN0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnD88h6ZI/AAAAAAAAA48/sp7QQDNMMmY/s1600-h/DSCN0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308661009616071058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnD88h6ZI/AAAAAAAAA48/sp7QQDNMMmY/s320/DSCN0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so a few things Zaylie can do at this point in her life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Zaylie can count to thirteen and then starts saying other numbers it goes like this 8.9.10.11.12.13.5.3.7.8.2. its pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Zaylie can sing her abc's however when she gets to the LMNOP part she says L M N 2 P. No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~She knows all of her colors, she sometimes gets yellow and purple mixed up, but hey thats okay at least she knows red, blue, green, black, brown, pink and white :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~She is talking in 2-4 word sentences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~One of my favorite things she says is "Oh my goodness sakes" Sama and Papa Ames taught her that and its freakin hilarious. (Zaylie came up with Sama, we don't know why because she can say grandma, she just calls her Sama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Zaylie LOVES to pretend and play in her play kitchen, she will first wash her hands, use her fake soap, then put some water in a pan and put it in her play microwave and tell me to be careful its hot. Her specialties to serve are corn on the cob in her play collander, and eggs on a plate. She pretends to eat it and makes the noises and everything. Its crazy the things she does with pretending because I swear I don't teach her that, maybe she is just more observant than I realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Zaylie is obsessed with the Jungle Book. I brought a bunch of my parents old vhs tapes home and put in Jungle book one day and now we watch it every day, and if she isn't watching it its usually on in the back ground. She knows so many lines in that movie, and will say them at the same time the character does on the movie. Some of her other favorites are Madagascar, 101 Dalmations, and Peter Pan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Zaylie is in the 75th percentile for height and 25th percentile for weight. She's a stick but has such a huge belly she looks like one of those ethiopian kids. So clothes are a bummer, they are either to short, or to big around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie got new stick on earrings and glasses and she had to see what they looked like.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnDAtMw-I/AAAAAAAAA4s/7gRxAwASTa0/s1600-h/DSCN0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308660993445643234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnDAtMw-I/AAAAAAAAA4s/7gRxAwASTa0/s320/DSCN0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnCp0LJgI/AAAAAAAAA4k/UN1sIfRW_vo/s1600-h/DSCN0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308660987300881922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnCp0LJgI/AAAAAAAAA4k/UN1sIfRW_vo/s320/DSCN0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-4472096624888945458?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4472096624888945458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=4472096624888945458' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4472096624888945458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4472096624888945458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-zaylie-had-her-second-birthday-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SawnDQW0BPI/AAAAAAAAA40/wmbU7dH1bW8/s72-c/DSCN0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-822989380537113800</id><published>2009-02-19T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:19:50.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay people, I need some helps and preferrably in the next few hours, I need to decide between two families of lights for my house. Please be honest and let me know which ones you like the most, Arch and I are going tonight or tomorrow night to pick them up, so if you have 13 seconds, put in a quick vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the progress series, they have seeded glass, and are much bigger than they appear in the picture. If you want a closer look check out this quick video, &lt;a href="http://studio5.ksl.com/?nid=59&amp;amp;sid=5617349"&gt;http://studio5.ksl.com/?nid=59&amp;amp;sid=5617349&lt;/a&gt; and click at about 1:55.   I feel that these lights look more Pottery Barn ish while the other ones look more rustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33a60j_wI/AAAAAAAAA4U/dXALy9Nju-0/s1600-h/progress2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667977950691074" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33a60j_wI/AAAAAAAAA4U/dXALy9Nju-0/s320/progress2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the kitchen table light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33a43HnYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/FG-rMU8Trzc/s1600-h/progress1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667977424543106" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33a43HnYI/AAAAAAAAA4M/FG-rMU8Trzc/s320/progress1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Lowes lighting series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33anl921I/AAAAAAAAA4E/kjJaoCtXoUU/s1600-h/736916254625md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667972789197650" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33anl921I/AAAAAAAAA4E/kjJaoCtXoUU/s320/736916254625md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33apL0gUI/AAAAAAAAA38/IP9vwHnDv7U/s1600-h/Picture+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304667973216403778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33apL0gUI/AAAAAAAAA38/IP9vwHnDv7U/s320/Picture+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-822989380537113800?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/822989380537113800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=822989380537113800' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/822989380537113800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/822989380537113800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/02/help.html' title='HELP!!!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZ33a60j_wI/AAAAAAAAA4U/dXALy9Nju-0/s72-c/progress2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2521593232152774340</id><published>2009-02-13T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:45:20.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are sort of still alive</title><content type='html'>Well everyone, I actually have a very rare but very needed moment of spare time while Zaylie is napping and I thought I would blog about the comings along of our new house. However as our camera chargers are stuffed away in our storage unit the only pictures of our house are on Arch's phone, but don't you worry I'm taking a camera over this after noon because.... we are getting our cabinets installed today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY! Okay I know way too many exclamation points, but seriously folks this is a big deal. Things have been going so slow on the house that it seems like we are never going to move in, but now that the cabinets are going in we only have the plumbing and light fixtures left, and then we can move in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Again sorry about the exclamations. Its just been a long time coming and Arch has worked so hard, he comes home from work around 6:30 or 7:00 and then changes and heads straight to the house and comes home around 12:00 sometimes 1:30, and then saturdays too. He is SOOO ready to be done with this house, but its looking awesome. Pictures to come soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random pics that I have from the past few months from other peoples cameras or blogs because again, we haven't had ours for six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Averi at Christmas time, we had a superfun girls night with Joeli and Dawn, and now she has moved away from me all the way to AZ....miss you Aves, get a nice tan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2H5Ez0DI/AAAAAAAAA30/7BLYyNZ4gUY/s1600-h/me+and+averi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414751739138098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2H5Ez0DI/AAAAAAAAA30/7BLYyNZ4gUY/s320/me+and+averi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch's sister Jenna got married in January so we went to her wedding in Denver and had a great time here are some pics from the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie and Sassy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HpqoBLI/AAAAAAAAA3s/3zQn4ffHQtI/s1600-h/zay+and+cass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414747602781362" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HpqoBLI/AAAAAAAAA3s/3zQn4ffHQtI/s320/zay+and+cass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't kids ever look at the camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HrwFfCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/ZM-SeqWrSaM/s1600-h/zay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414748162554914" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HrwFfCI/AAAAAAAAA3k/ZM-SeqWrSaM/s320/zay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my BFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HkrkjQI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cHDpwoP46iQ/s1600-h/me+and+cass3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414746264571138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2HkrkjQI/AAAAAAAAA3c/cHDpwoP46iQ/s320/me+and+cass3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah I had a bit of a mid 20's crisis and looking exactly the same as I have since I was 16 so I went blonde.  I'm not totally sure how I feel about it yet, I like the change, but I'm not sure if I like it enough to keep it up.  The other day some Mexican guy was walking by me and started saying something to me in spanish.  I just smiled and walked on (that happens to me a lot, people think I'm Mexican and just start talking to me in spanish...no joke) Anyway I called Arch and asked him what he said to me, and Arch started laughing and said, "He told you to stop dying your hair"  Nice huh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15bjPn2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/J0x2aO5bpEc/s1600-h/me+and+cass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414503295557474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15bjPn2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/J0x2aO5bpEc/s320/me+and+cass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15HXBJGI/AAAAAAAAA3M/oOt6g5wQWWY/s1600-h/jennand+nate+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414497875567714" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15HXBJGI/AAAAAAAAA3M/oOt6g5wQWWY/s320/jennand+nate+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Denver temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15BzaQvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z7FuU-qXS0Y/s1600-h/jenna+and+nate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414496384041714" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15BzaQvI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z7FuU-qXS0Y/s320/jenna+and+nate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch and Bren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15OYhDbI/AAAAAAAAA28/SoA2B64mOAU/s1600-h/brenandarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414499760901554" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15OYhDbI/AAAAAAAAA28/SoA2B64mOAU/s320/brenandarch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie and Brennen Beat Boxing, this is the funniest thing to watch, Zaylie busts out dance moves and puts her hands up to her mouth while Brennen makes the noises.  Dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15LicKWI/AAAAAAAAA20/dh1-YPQDEmM/s1600-h/bren+and+zay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302414498997217634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX15LicKWI/AAAAAAAAA20/dh1-YPQDEmM/s320/bren+and+zay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2521593232152774340?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2521593232152774340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2521593232152774340' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2521593232152774340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2521593232152774340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-sort-of-still-alive.html' title='We are sort of still alive'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SZX2H5Ez0DI/AAAAAAAAA30/7BLYyNZ4gUY/s72-c/me+and+averi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2697179889496421502</id><published>2008-11-20T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:01:51.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Summer</title><content type='html'>The following is going to be an enormous post of all our doings this summer, I'm going to do it in seperate postings so that its easier on me, so keep scrolling down and see what we've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie's Favorite things this past summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She LOVES the pool~ &lt;/strong&gt;these were taken back in June, its now November and she still points outside and says "pool all gone" in the saddest little voice. Sometimes in the middle of the night she'll wake up and the first thing she will say is "pool all gone" Maybe Idaho isn't the place for us...we only get the pool 2-3 months out of the year here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSenhl0ySI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oCBuGTXbMp8/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511865799428386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSenhl0ySI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oCBuGTXbMp8/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSenF0QJCI/AAAAAAAAAus/gZqPcFnwB_E/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511858343748642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSenF0QJCI/AAAAAAAAAus/gZqPcFnwB_E/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSemlikYEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1kwCOtVGBYQ/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511849679642690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSemlikYEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1kwCOtVGBYQ/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSeme3-N0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/lcTugqMwgpE/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511847890368322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSeme3-N0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/lcTugqMwgpE/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSemDGg0aI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Ah_3amJN77E/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270511840435163554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSemDGg0aI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Ah_3amJN77E/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlNoltgtI/AAAAAAAAAvM/4v338tlgL44/s1600-h/121.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270519117582795474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlNoltgtI/AAAAAAAAAvM/4v338tlgL44/s320/121.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is Zaylie peeing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlMxwyEbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OR8FI7YBfvg/s1600-h/116.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270519102865281458" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlMxwyEbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OR8FI7YBfvg/s320/116.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be just like daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlMlmXWVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/nOUQ8gC9Z2s/s1600-h/115.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270519099600361810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlMlmXWVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/nOUQ8gC9Z2s/s320/115.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpceoMfKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/_wP37k08xAU/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523770653408418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpceoMfKI/AAAAAAAAAvs/_wP37k08xAU/s320/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpbDCwSiI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zrGwVrSQEk8/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523746068744738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpbDCwSiI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zrGwVrSQEk8/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Slide:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpbq0G6YI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QHjGlKnQQdE/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523756744731010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpbq0G6YI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QHjGlKnQQdE/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlNxtXgqI/AAAAAAAAAvU/debrVqTdvck/s1600-h/129.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270519120030827170" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSlNxtXgqI/AAAAAAAAAvU/debrVqTdvck/s320/129.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course &lt;strong&gt;the DIRT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpd08CYAI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EnAj7ZtkOIA/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523793822081026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpd08CYAI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EnAj7ZtkOIA/s320/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpc6kE47I/AAAAAAAAAv0/U8MPgbh4zSY/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270523778152326066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSpc6kE47I/AAAAAAAAAv0/U8MPgbh4zSY/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2697179889496421502?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2697179889496421502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2697179889496421502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2697179889496421502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2697179889496421502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-summer.html' title='Early Summer'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSSenhl0ySI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oCBuGTXbMp8/s72-c/114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2550367006175890634</id><published>2008-11-20T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:01:06.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam and Ambers Wedding</title><content type='html'>Sam and Amber coming out of the temple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC7Qf8hUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/s78Y7iixr2k/s1600-h/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270622155971528002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC7Qf8hUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/s78Y7iixr2k/s320/165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_59tHs2I/AAAAAAAAAzM/qovOXlDFAMw/s1600-h/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270618835211760482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_59tHs2I/AAAAAAAAAzM/qovOXlDFAMw/s320/223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things to do is take pictures of me and whoever I'm with while I'm holding the camera... I just think they always turn out fun. So I started out taking the pictures...and got fired from that job as you can see why. Apparantly I'm vertically challenged and height is required when taking pictures with taller peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_4-jhIAI/AAAAAAAAAy0/j9-hDduItwM/s1600-h/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270618818260049922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_4-jhIAI/AAAAAAAAAy0/j9-hDduItwM/s320/215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5GZWd9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/E-p2kXX2l7A/s1600-h/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270618820364892114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5GZWd9I/AAAAAAAAAy8/E-p2kXX2l7A/s320/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Arch took over the camera...the faces didn't really improve but at least you can see his forhead :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5y3g86I/AAAAAAAAAzU/8XlnVfMFWiE/s1600-h/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270618832302568354" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5y3g86I/AAAAAAAAAzU/8XlnVfMFWiE/s320/227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Steel (zoolander)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC7iKBnPI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tmkQuI9qOJE/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270622160711425266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC7iKBnPI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tmkQuI9qOJE/s320/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5kt7GiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/F-pk5ap3k9E/s1600-h/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270618828504242722" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST_5kt7GiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/F-pk5ap3k9E/s320/217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Sam came home from his mission he brought Zaylie back this little Indian outfit, and we were able to squeeze her in it for their Indian themed wedding. She looked like a little genie, she was dang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-cO5Q-dI/AAAAAAAAAys/DhQkOCJhU88/s1600-h/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617224918399442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-cO5Q-dI/AAAAAAAAAys/DhQkOCJhU88/s320/206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie and Sa-ma (thats how she says grandma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-bo8OWRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/CCXHYxXmVQ8/s1600-h/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617214730262802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-bo8OWRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/CCXHYxXmVQ8/s320/200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-a310WJI/AAAAAAAAAyU/2B43odq2wuU/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617201550055570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-a310WJI/AAAAAAAAAyU/2B43odq2wuU/s320/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason all night she would put her hands behind her back like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-amq9byI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-MZoK8zLSH8/s1600-h/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617196941111074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-amq9byI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-MZoK8zLSH8/s320/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie would always try to sneak the candy boxes on the tables, again with her hand behind her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-bUiaNqI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Bf_vEQIRRDg/s1600-h/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270617209253279394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SST-bUiaNqI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Bf_vEQIRRDg/s320/195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures were taken a couple months later in Denver at Sam's wedding open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC8oPeqlI/AAAAAAAAAz8/bloAR3mAoJ0/s1600-h/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270622179524782674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC8oPeqlI/AAAAAAAAAz8/bloAR3mAoJ0/s320/280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC8FzzTmI/AAAAAAAAAz0/F4CxRgQOe5s/s1600-h/279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270622170281889378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC8FzzTmI/AAAAAAAAAz0/F4CxRgQOe5s/s320/279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about any of you out there with children, but I have about 6 pictures total of me and Zaylie together even including the pictures of her birth, so when I saw I had this picture I was so happy I just had to post it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC75sT1zI/AAAAAAAAAzs/TgII5Wun1kI/s1600-h/276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270622167029241650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC75sT1zI/AAAAAAAAAzs/TgII5Wun1kI/s320/276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3046754985617200608-2550367006175890634?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2550367006175890634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2550367006175890634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2550367006175890634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2550367006175890634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/sam-and-ambers-wedding.html' title='Sam and Ambers Wedding'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUC7Qf8hUI/AAAAAAAAAzc/s78Y7iixr2k/s72-c/165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-4951994206207508077</id><published>2008-11-20T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:00:24.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roomies!!</title><content type='html'>Colonial 207 Reunion!!! Well only three of us were able to make it, Lindsay was in Utah visiting her family so Katie and I drove down to Provo to see her. We stayed in a hotel, stayed up till 3 am laughing, talking about old boyfriends, looking up old boyfriends on facebook and blogs, retold old roommate stories, it was the best. We went out to eat, shopping, went and saw Mama Mia, which was hilarious...the part in the beginning when the older women see eachother for the first time in however many years, they go all crazy and have these secret handshake type deals... we all looked at eachother and said, "oh my gosh are we going to be like that in 20 years...probably" Seriously it felt like it had only been 6 days since we had been living together instead of 6 years! It was so good to see them again, so lets keep the tradition going girls, and next time lets get the rest of the bunch to come too! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTza-nrNLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/4E62U8fZIBQ/s1600-h/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270605108741878962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTza-nrNLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/4E62U8fZIBQ/s320/233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTzakfEBsI/AAAAAAAAAx8/uJLB_2opByo/s1600-h/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270605101726435010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTzakfEBsI/AAAAAAAAAx8/uJLB_2opByo/s320/234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3046754985617200608-4951994206207508077?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4951994206207508077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=4951994206207508077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4951994206207508077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4951994206207508077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-roomies.html' title='My Roomies!!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTza-nrNLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/4E62U8fZIBQ/s72-c/233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-1794562212817259915</id><published>2008-11-20T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:11:00.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The vato stash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8a7vgsI/AAAAAAAAA08/_t2l9DDH7Fc/s1600-h/253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270632071556989634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8a7vgsI/AAAAAAAAA08/_t2l9DDH7Fc/s320/253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you about this magnificent vacation my grandparents took us on. My grandparents were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary and wanted to take everyone (their children and the grandchildren) on a vacation. Don't be too alarmed there is only 20 of us, including all the wives and husbands of my cousins, we're a small group. They decided to take us to this place near Rocky Point Mexico, they were paying for the villa and the food, we just had to pay our way down there. Umm heck yes we are going, free trip to mexico I'm there. Arch's parents had been asking us for months to take Zaylie for a week while we go on a vacation, and this seemed like the perfect time to cash in that request. We set off to Wyoming to meet them half way between idaho falls and loveland CO, made the switch and were off to SLC where we met up with my grandparents and the rest of the clan and drove to Pheonix where all of us girls went to Barnes and Noble to pick up the newly released book "Breaking Dawn" or as Arch calls it "Breaking Wind." It was a highlight of the trip thats why I mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Next morning we headed to Rocky Point. The place we stayed was about 20 minutes away from the main town Puerto Penasco, so its super secluded and they are these private villas where our back porch was literally on the beach. The only down side to these villas was they were solar powered so no A/C. So it was freakin hot. But who cares I'm living on the beach for 5 days! We had a blast playing in the ocean, which if anyone knows me I am petrified of the ocean and I actually got in and body surfed the waves. Awesome. We played cards, ate melted snacks, drank warm pop, caught fish, bones, crabs...the kind that live in the water...when the tide would go out at night, took walks along the beach, Arch did some bartering in spanish with his vato stash and got Zaylie a dang cute dress for a screamin deal. It was like the best vacation ever, our cell phones didn't work there so it was completely stress free, plus no child. Angels singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After 5 blissful days on the beach we drove to Las Vegas. We watched my grandpa and aunt Katy loose all their money, we are huge card players in my family, black jack, every kind of poker, hearts, cribbage, 31 everything, so it was really hard for me to not join in with them, but I held strong and only gambled my two dollars away at the penny slots. Good times. I couldn't have asked for a better vacation and a huge shout out to my inlaws who made this vacation that much better. Okay I know I'm sounding like a bad mom who doesn't really love her child, but seriously it was awesome, and I love my child to pieces, but who wants to run around after an 18 month old in 115 degree weather, trying to get her to eat, sleep, and keep her happy...not me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was our back porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8v9NimI/AAAAAAAAA1E/PLyO3YIvoF0/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270632077200296546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8v9NimI/AAAAAAAAA1E/PLyO3YIvoF0/s320/254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arch and I trying to be romantic taking a walk on the beach at sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQFfjLFZI/AAAAAAAAA10/5ZGMyr82F5c/s1600-h/263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270636625461450130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQFfjLFZI/AAAAAAAAA10/5ZGMyr82F5c/s320/263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYAjDJpI/AAAAAAAAA18/HmWzXMcZfhM/s1600-h/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270639142580201106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYAjDJpI/AAAAAAAAA18/HmWzXMcZfhM/s320/264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQE9i3hAI/AAAAAAAAA1s/P-QU9FHDEVY/s1600-h/262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270636616333362178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQE9i3hAI/AAAAAAAAA1s/P-QU9FHDEVY/s320/262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270636611413871954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQErN-DVI/AAAAAAAAA1k/y3csVtEMOa8/s320/261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQEKz6rhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/aHJ_bR1H2NU/s1600-h/259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270636602714664466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUQEKz6rhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/aHJ_bR1H2NU/s320/259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8xxJ6vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/JtddrvUL3V4/s1600-h/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270632077686598386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8xxJ6vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/JtddrvUL3V4/s320/258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL6ReGSJI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sK3A5c-QmX0/s1600-h/251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270632034656995474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL6ReGSJI/AAAAAAAAA0s/sK3A5c-QmX0/s320/251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHof7OuFI/AAAAAAAAA0k/LGguk_-pUIU/s1600-h/247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270627331253123154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHof7OuFI/AAAAAAAAA0k/LGguk_-pUIU/s320/247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Paul &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHoP9E25I/AAAAAAAAA0c/slRK11Jxxms/s1600-h/245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270627326965898130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHoP9E25I/AAAAAAAAA0c/slRK11Jxxms/s320/245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHnk2siPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/fz4SwLvJ0W0/s1600-h/243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270627315396413682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHnk2siPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/fz4SwLvJ0W0/s320/243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading Breaking Dawn, there were five of us reading it that week. The guys were getting pretty tired of it because we all wanted to read when they wanted to play in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYqFyxTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/tGeYlLNnc3Q/s1600-h/238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270639153731781938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYqFyxTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/tGeYlLNnc3Q/s320/238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arch got fried, but the next day he was pretty much mexican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270639160151449906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSZCAXITI/AAAAAAAAA2U/cP9RsKgaIOQ/s320/237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYRa0ztI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AvNPjrmSZEc/s1600-h/265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270639147109109458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUSYRa0ztI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AvNPjrmSZEc/s320/265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We introduced the fam to Bonanza, it was a huge hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHnAo2k5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/Lb0rUOk3V0g/s1600-h/240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270627305674675090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUHnAo2k5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/Lb0rUOk3V0g/s320/240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-1794562212817259915?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1794562212817259915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=1794562212817259915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1794562212817259915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1794562212817259915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/vato-stash.html' title='The vato stash'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSUL8a7vgsI/AAAAAAAAA08/_t2l9DDH7Fc/s72-c/253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5833026056640657721</id><published>2008-11-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:10:11.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>These were taken in October and for any of you who remember our family pictures from last year, yes we are in the same colors...my mom's orders. Anyway Zaylie was taking "you want me to do what now?" pills so needless to say it was quite the adventure. Here are a few of the pictures we ended up with. Oh and by the way after two hours of taking pictures my mom wasn't satisfied with ANY of them, so thats right folks three weeks later we were back at it, those pictures I haven't gotten yet, so if there are any worthy pictures ill post them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and here are some pictures of Zaylie for those of you who are ready to disown me as friends for not posting picture of my child. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things started out okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH03RbVqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/NMHFpeIdsWg/s1600-h/308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270557174934492834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH03RbVqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/NMHFpeIdsWg/s320/308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a melt down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKO0vAE0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/zmWByoUtg3g/s1600-h/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270559819953083202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKO0vAE0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/zmWByoUtg3g/s320/323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bribed her with candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH2Ke8NoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/YIBLhOWUQgE/s1600-h/321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270557197271316098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH2Ke8NoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/YIBLhOWUQgE/s320/321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and things were fine...she's eating in our pictures, but fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKPFgkdAI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ylJanYGKSWU/s1600-h/327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270559824455955458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKPFgkdAI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ylJanYGKSWU/s320/327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however I only had one candy bar in my purse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH1U2VOZI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4YHyZdy1PHg/s1600-h/320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270557182873909650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH1U2VOZI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4YHyZdy1PHg/s320/320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she peaced out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKPVc1Z3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/Fc3cCj1nAx0/s1600-h/330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270559828735256434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKPVc1Z3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/Fc3cCj1nAx0/s320/330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arch and his bros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKQvShuWI/AAAAAAAAAx0/G4Nop_LE5Bg/s1600-h/362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270559852851214690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKQvShuWI/AAAAAAAAAx0/G4Nop_LE5Bg/s320/362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Cass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKP1rZkvI/AAAAAAAAAxs/7cCXhzbLPHg/s1600-h/360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270559837386281714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTKP1rZkvI/AAAAAAAAAxs/7cCXhzbLPHg/s320/360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Zaydster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTELyvJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pTjHPpFo0FU/s1600-h/355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270553170807482770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTELyvJ6ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pTjHPpFo0FU/s320/355.JPG" border="0" /&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/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTELFnBHnI/AAAAAAAAAwU/G3mW15rFLK4/s1600-h/342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270553158693756530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTELFnBHnI/AAAAAAAAAwU/G3mW15rFLK4/s320/342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTEKuGOWlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/B7vixNPwSZ0/s1600-h/334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270553152382196306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTEKuGOWlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/B7vixNPwSZ0/s320/334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best we could do she's not smiling but it was a long day and she was a trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTEJptUIiI/AAAAAAAAAwE/e_AwQftZSdY/s1600-h/365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270553134024106530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTEJptUIiI/AAAAAAAAAwE/e_AwQftZSdY/s320/365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTHzyIMFHI/AAAAAAAAAws/ip47oQLhvZc/s1600-h/298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270557156373697650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTHzyIMFHI/AAAAAAAAAws/ip47oQLhvZc/s320/298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH0urwaAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AuXDOddriD4/s1600-h/306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270557172629006338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH0urwaAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AuXDOddriD4/s320/306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5833026056640657721?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5833026056640657721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5833026056640657721' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5833026056640657721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5833026056640657721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SSTH03RbVqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/NMHFpeIdsWg/s72-c/308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3221223316704852901</id><published>2008-11-13T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:24:57.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For reals?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it for the reals thursday again? Wow. Okay so sorry my next post is another thankful thursday post, I will try to do better... seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVabRV4ZI/AAAAAAAAAts/TanpAKhmWMY/s1600-h/thank%2520you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038839113736594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVabRV4ZI/AAAAAAAAAts/TanpAKhmWMY/s320/thank%2520you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am thankful for my new coat(s) yes thats right COATS!!! YAY!!!! I got a few new coats for my birthday from Old Navy, with their 50 percent off coat sale. I have been looking for the perfect off white coat knee length Pea Coat for like two years now, and I found it with only one extra small left in the store, it was totally fate I swear. happy sigh. I got a grey one just like it, but then went on monday and found another grey coat that I liked better and exchanged it, and then I brought it home to show arch and he thought it looked like a homeless beggers coat. Nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVali_WVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/OjUB6x12lPo/s1600-h/white+coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038841872111954" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVali_WVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/OjUB6x12lPo/s320/white+coat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVavOD3fI/AAAAAAAAAt0/v6X0roxKVX8/s1600-h/red+coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038844468682226" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVavOD3fI/AAAAAAAAAt0/v6X0roxKVX8/s320/red+coat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVa65-QtI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FBp_ACZb6P8/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038847605654226" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVa65-QtI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FBp_ACZb6P8/s320/grey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my homeless begger coat, the other grey one was exactly like the white coat.  Should I exchange it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. For a thoughtful husband who made my birthday a blast from the moment I woke ,seeing happy birthday written on the mirror to homemade coupon books to dinner and a movie. He's the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVa5_DY4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/IBGadco8eJI/s1600-h/Picture21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038847358526338" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVa5_DY4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/IBGadco8eJI/s320/Picture21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. That I didn't have any new cavities at my dentist appointment. &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/3046754985617200608-3221223316704852901?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3221223316704852901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3221223316704852901' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3221223316704852901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3221223316704852901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-reals.html' title='For reals?'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRvVabRV4ZI/AAAAAAAAAts/TanpAKhmWMY/s72-c/thank%2520you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7932146979175731650</id><published>2008-11-06T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:42:23.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyCpptaAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DKLiWbRfkm4/s1600-h/thank%2520you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265677779192342530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyCpptaAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DKLiWbRfkm4/s320/thank%2520you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister in law has been doing this on her blog, and since I'm trying harder to become once again blogger savvy, I've decided this is a fun one to do so I'm copying her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm thankul that Arch has taken over the house project...I mean I'm still picking everything out, and still on the phone a lot, but I no longer deal with uneducated men looking at me like I'm some stupid 15 year old girl who doesn't know what she's talking about and doesn't give me any respect like its their job to not give me respect. I mean seriously. I love not being in the car from 9 am to 8:30 at night running around like a chicken with my head cut off, I love that I get to feed Zaylie lunch at home instead of in the car, and that she can have a nap at home instead of in the car, and I love being able to play with Zaylie at home, instead of making her color pictures again in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyCxquDsI/AAAAAAAAAg8/i8vryZWDPeQ/s1600-h/jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265677781344063170" style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyCxquDsI/AAAAAAAAAg8/i8vryZWDPeQ/s320/jeep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am so thankful for my Jeep, not because its been this awesome car that never breaks down or has any problems, because frankly that would be a lie, I'm thankful for it because its been big enough with plenty of room for Zaylie and I to live in for the past four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyDNdZzwI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ba0rzHJq5WA/s1600-h/100_1726_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265677788804402946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyDNdZzwI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ba0rzHJq5WA/s320/100_1726_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm thankful for my sistser in law Cassie, she is my bestest friend in the whole world and I would probably go insane with out her in my life. Its the best to know I always have a friend I can tell anything to and she will listen and not think I've taken crazy pills. Well she might think so but she would &lt;strong&gt;tell&lt;/strong&gt; me that I'm taking crazy pills and help get me back on track. :) And my favorite thing of all is that we will always and forever be friends, not just because we are bff's but because we married brothers so we are literally stuck with each other FOREVER. (I was thinking of the sandlot just then) This is how I think about it... you know when you were younger and you would go on family vacations and you would always ask to bring a friend because its just no fun with just your family... now I always have that friend. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyD52ioGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZZGaGJT7WGg/s1600-h/choclate+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265677800720998498" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyD52ioGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZZGaGJT7WGg/s320/choclate+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am thankful for the chocolate cake that Janna bought for the birthday bash we had here last weekend. I am thankful for it because half of it was left at my house and everyday i have looked forward to putting Zaylie down for a nap and watching an episode of Grey's Anatomy with a piece of this freakin good chocolate cake and a scoop of ice cream. Its about that time right now actually so I'm off~ just be happy for me.&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/3046754985617200608-7932146979175731650?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7932146979175731650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7932146979175731650' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7932146979175731650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7932146979175731650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SRNyCpptaAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DKLiWbRfkm4/s72-c/thank%2520you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8245292369167256664</id><published>2008-10-27T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:47:36.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the mother crap have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Warning. Warning. Warning.  This blog contains no pictures, camera charger missing.  Does contain much rambling in order to catch up the last four months.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, where the mother crap have I been you might wonder...well I have been avoiding/dreading blogging the past few...months mainly because I feel like I should do some major catch up post starting back in June (and the idea of it makes me want to vomit in a bucket and&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; to vomit).  Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; June, how the flip am I supposed to do that when we have been going non stop since June, way to much to tell.  But today I'm home with a sick child, with no where to go because Arch took the Jeep to work today because his truck has a flat so dangit I'm going to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically since the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; we have been gone traveling every weekend till the second week of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;.  I went to st. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt; leaving Arch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zaylie&lt;/span&gt; for 5 days to go with my sister in law &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cassie&lt;/span&gt; to help her mom with weddings (she's an amazing wedding planner) and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; awesome to be baby free for five whole days.  We went to Salt Lake to spend Independence Day with Arch's brothers, the next weekend we went to to Seattle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Camano&lt;/span&gt; Island for Arch's brother Sam's wedding, then it was off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rachell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tims&lt;/span&gt; wedding in Montana and then to Wyoming for her reception.  That next weekend I went to Provo for a semi roommate reunion, it was only Katie, Lindsay and I but it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;!  It was just like the old days as if five years had never passed.  We talked about all the boys we used to date and had crushes on, all the funny roommate stories, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;facebooked&lt;/span&gt; people all night long.  As Nacho would put it, "it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; best." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next weekend it was off to Rock Springs Wyoming to meet up with Arch's parents to drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Zaylie&lt;/span&gt; off so they could watch her in CO while Arch and I went to Rocky Point Mexico for my family Reunion.  (that will most likely be  a whole extra post itself, coming to my blog on a later date.)  After Mexico some of us went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas for a couple of days, we got to stay in a pent house suite at the top of Caesar's palace.  We checked in with my grandparents and it happened to be their 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary so the lady worked her magic and got us both penthouse suites.  Awesome.  After ten days of playing we met up with Arch's mom in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; so we could become parents again.  The next weekend we stayed home.  Angels singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The weekend after that Arch's parents came to visit, they helped Arch put up a fence, while I hosted a neighborhood garage sale in our garage.  As Arch's parents were about to leave they asked us if they could take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Zaylie&lt;/span&gt; again until we came to CO for Sam's open house in 11 days.  Well how can you say no to that, we had just begun to build our house (and I am the builder, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right we didn't hire a builder, its me, and wow that is another blog post as well) so 11 days with out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Zaylie&lt;/span&gt; would be the bomb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;digitiy&lt;/span&gt; to get things done. So with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Zaylie&lt;/span&gt; gone we were free to help Zach and Keri move to Boise.  The boys were beasts but it was so fun to help them move and see their new place.  We even made the guys put up all of the pictures and decorate before we left, they loved every minute of it.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; we were off to Colorado for Sam and Amber's open house, it was a lot of fun to be with a bunch of family again, the wedding was great and it was so good to see our little munchkin again.  Since then we have been super busy with our house, learning a lot of big lessons, and a few small lessons too.  The framing, trusses, sheeting, and plumbing are all done, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;electrical&lt;/span&gt;, mechanical and the roof goes on this week.  Oh yeah duh, we moved!  We found some renters for our house, and moved into my grandparents house who are snow birds and head to California for the winter, so it worked out perfectly.  Except that the weekend we chose to move I came down with the flu, fever chills, sore throat, throwing up, basically the works; I was totally out of commission so Arch and anyone else who could, packed up my house. So I have no idea where ANYTHING is and its driving me crazy.  And of course Arch's comment to that is, "how convenient" right as if me the control and clean freak of the century wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ameuters&lt;/span&gt; cleaning and organizing my things.  I think the idea of it made my flu even worse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats All folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8245292369167256664?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8245292369167256664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8245292369167256664' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8245292369167256664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8245292369167256664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-mother-crap-have-i-been.html' title='Where the mother crap have I been?'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3490603147881151062</id><published>2008-07-21T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:25:05.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT-mNDttcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5ydSDEkSvGY/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225581399950341570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT-mNDttcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5ydSDEkSvGY/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know I've been MIA for way too long, and sorry to disappoint but I don't have some monster "catch up" post, however I thought I'd give you a little somethin'. This is Zaylie in April, nothing has changed much since these pictures were taken (except she's much slimmer), but she still LOVES to play with daddy's tools and help him work. She's totally a daddys girl and 99.5 %(see below to read about the other 0.05%) tom-boy, she loves to play in dirt, she rubs it all over her body and on her face, she eats rocks, and actually has a mullet, so if I don't put up her hair, she actually looks like a little boy. But hey at least she looks like a dang cute little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1OxfcW3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/naqWjjudptM/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225571101808810866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1OxfcW3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/naqWjjudptM/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1PgmPCuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/g4KyuC5Imws/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225571114453764834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1PgmPCuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/g4KyuC5Imws/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1QNCzTHI/AAAAAAAAAew/mlDcT8F0Sdw/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225571126384741490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1QNCzTHI/AAAAAAAAAew/mlDcT8F0Sdw/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1Qvld0eI/AAAAAAAAAe4/AvrwgxgqkZs/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225571135656940002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1Qvld0eI/AAAAAAAAAe4/AvrwgxgqkZs/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225571137147848274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT1Q1I7RlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CuvyoDuo_B0/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT3NftiPxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ExQEgje6hms/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225573278879465234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT3NftiPxI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ExQEgje6hms/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the proof of that 0.05% thats left of her genetic makeup that she might be some day and in some way "girly"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zaylie also LOVES to put on my make up, she now can reach into my make up drawer and pull out whatever her little heart desires and just goes to down on her face, most of it ends up in her ear, which i'm not sure why she thinks it goes there, but hey at least she's showing some sign of knowing her gender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5tTtaVrI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6-kB5C_JKWk/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225576024436790962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5tTtaVrI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6-kB5C_JKWk/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5ubvUs5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/jJaW919J4J4/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225576043772162962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5ubvUs5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/jJaW919J4J4/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5t_boBPI/AAAAAAAAAfg/knpVhLRm-Xc/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225576036173350130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5t_boBPI/AAAAAAAAAfg/knpVhLRm-Xc/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is putting it in her ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5uq1SNbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hDa6HRGGDyo/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225576047823697330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5uq1SNbI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hDa6HRGGDyo/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5vRit-HI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fxGbIHkG4s8/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225576058214807666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5vRit-HI/AAAAAAAAAf4/fxGbIHkG4s8/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes thats her eating the make up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT73IreV5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/mZAKSrDD__8/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225578392297822098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT73IreV5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/mZAKSrDD__8/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT74k2hGnI/AAAAAAAAAgI/BkwTXKgLMJE/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225578417040202354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT74k2hGnI/AAAAAAAAAgI/BkwTXKgLMJE/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75P1IthI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/k4LIrBRpDlk/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225578428577134098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75P1IthI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/k4LIrBRpDlk/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75vU5JNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/zp8QnsDGxYg/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225578437031830738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75vU5JNI/AAAAAAAAAgY/zp8QnsDGxYg/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a more recent picture of Zaylie with her Aunt Cassie, and yes she's blonde, she's been blonde for a long time now, yes she came out with black hair it all fell out and grew in blonde, yes archie and I both have blonde siblings and Arch's hair was lighter as a baby, oh and yes she's Arch's, I mean seriously folks look at her face... is there any question...really. Can you tell I get asked this barage of questions about 7 times a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75-k8o3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/J-128LumP-s/s1600-h/Summer_08_071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225578441125700466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT75-k8o3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/J-128LumP-s/s320/Summer_08_071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT5tTtaVrI/AAAAAAAAAfY/6-kB5C_JKWk/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-3490603147881151062?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3490603147881151062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3490603147881151062' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3490603147881151062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3490603147881151062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-freak.html' title='Good freak'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SIT-mNDttcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5ydSDEkSvGY/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7677951607202964161</id><published>2008-06-13T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:04:22.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first shout out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLDP-a1cLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/c77zMLZKp5g/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLDP-a1cLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/c77zMLZKp5g/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211442398042091698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4 year Anniversary Babe!  (Two days late whoops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11th was our 4 year anniversary, its weird to think we've been married for four years and have been together for 5 1/2. Anytime people have asked us in the past six months or so how long we've been married Arch always looks at me and says "its been what... like 2 1/2, 3 years right" I just roll my eyes because he's dead serious, and I'll correct him by saying "no Arch remember we got married in 2004, its now 2008-do the math." Anyway, Arch took me to our favorite Restruant "Stockmans" then we came home and had a chocolate fondu picnic and sparkling cider (woot woot) on our living room floor.  It was such a fun night, I'm so lucky to be married to a man who continually makes me laugh.  I'm not going to go into some mushy gushy love speech because to be honest Arch and I just aren't like that HAHAHA, but we do love eachother and have loved the last four years we've had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCE3tPUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wvZYKRghW1A/s1600-h/PDR_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCE3tPUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wvZYKRghW1A/s320/PDR_0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211439960232377666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCEr7ogI/AAAAAAAAAdY/bGEWY4HGjko/s1600-h/wedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCEr7ogI/AAAAAAAAAdY/bGEWY4HGjko/s320/wedding4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211439960182989314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCVZoypI/AAAAAAAAAdg/G9NWHCREvB0/s1600-h/wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCVZoypI/AAAAAAAAAdg/G9NWHCREvB0/s320/wedding3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211439964669659794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCQEAs_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/tRd2WWniAAI/s1600-h/football1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLBCQEAs_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/tRd2WWniAAI/s320/football1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211439963236774898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-7677951607202964161?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7677951607202964161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7677951607202964161' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7677951607202964161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7677951607202964161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-shout-out.html' title='My first shout out!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SFLDP-a1cLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/c77zMLZKp5g/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7621836147597445007</id><published>2008-04-30T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:34:59.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again</title><content type='html'>TAG--YOU'RE IT!!  I've been tagged by my friend Breanne, and I dont normally take the time to do this, but I'm sick in bed and Zaylie is sleeping so inbetween googling the upcoming election and checking blogs I decided to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Shantay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1.  pajama pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. pink t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of your favorite things to do:&lt;br /&gt;1. play games or hang out with friends/family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. go out to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you want very badly at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. go to IHOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. go on a freakin vacation which we will never do because Arch never wants to take the initiative plan anything or to "waste" the money on five days of frivilous spending...we never got to even go on a blasted honeymoon unless you call driving and hotel hopping across the unted states from idaho to D.C. a honeymoon--I mean isn't this life about experiences, how in the flame (i got that from Averi and LOVE it) are we supposed to experience what this world has to offer if we never leave the &lt;em&gt;magnificent &lt;/em&gt;(sense the sarcasm there)state of idaho.  Please excuse my rantings, as you can see this is a sensitive subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Pets:&lt;br /&gt;1.  none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. none- they require work, which is pretty much like having another kid, and really who wants that. Just kidding, I love Zaylie and would welcome any other children we have some day but for serious, I would never EVER want a pet, plus they stink and shed and you have no idea what they are thinking so they could just attack whenever they wanted and you'd have no idea it was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people who will fill this out&lt;br /&gt;1.  Cassie will in about two months only because she'll feel bad that no one I tagged will do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Averi, I'm sure she hates these things as much as the next person but she's always there to come through for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you did last night:&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to mutual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to the cocoa bean with Cassie and Keri to get a cupcake...delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you ate today&lt;br /&gt;1.  vanilla wafers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  It's 11:22 and I just went downstairs to try to find something else and there was nothing besides tortillas and rotted strawberries, so I'm back up in my bed starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people you last talked to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you're doing tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Showing Bobbi how to make a brag book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  getting bids from contractors for our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two longest car rides:&lt;br /&gt;1. Idaho Falls to Washington D.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Colorado to either Florida or New York/Canada border  its a pretty close tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two favorite holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1. Christmas time (the whole month of december I love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite vacations:&lt;br /&gt;1. Well I haven't really been on one and probably will never go on one, but if I had to choose I would say...San Fransisco when Cassie and Brennen got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Destin Florida but mind you I was 14, so its long overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite drinks:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Koolaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag, Cassie, Averi Kylie Bobbi and Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-7621836147597445007?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7621836147597445007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7621836147597445007' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7621836147597445007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7621836147597445007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2747294721972533725</id><published>2008-04-23T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:31:14.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6rw9rxMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/01WjGD3rq5c/s1600-h/the-juno-movie-poster_292x410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6rw9rxMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/01WjGD3rq5c/s320/the-juno-movie-poster_292x410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192644525166412994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I get people asking me how old I am which usually follows with, oh my I could have sworn you were 16 years old.  I substitute teach at the middle schools and highschools and every time with out fail I get mistaken for a student...I'm being told to go to class, or a teacher will come in my classroom and ask where the teacher is, or the students will ask me out etc.  A couple of weeks ago an APX Alarm salesman came to my door and asked me if my mom was home... I said no, but my husand is.  Anyway needless to say, because I am constantly being told how young I look, I have always felt super young.  Remember back when we were all kids and you'd say some new slang word like, oh lets say, "the bomb" or "for shizzle" and your parents would be like what the heck does that mean?  I remember thinking I am never going to be like that, I'm going to be the coolest mom and will always listen to the hip music, and watch MTV, and dress cool, and know all the slang terms even when I'm 45.  Well I'm only 23 years old and I've already let myself down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6sQ9rxNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/z-u23m37Lt0/s1600-h/juno3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6sQ9rxNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/z-u23m37Lt0/s320/juno3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192644533756347602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch and I watched Juno last night, and anyone who knows me would know that I have "phrases" if you will like hold the phone, shut the front door, good freak, that flips my switch, I hear ya squawkin big chicken, I'm pickin up what your puttin down and they just go on and on(which really I owe most of my phrases to Averi, Zoolander and Nacho Libre) but this movie put me to shame.  Half way through the movie I started thinking, good crap I don't understand half the stuff this girl is saying, I am TOTALLY moving towards the "what the heck does that mean" kind of mom.  I think one of my favorites she said was "up the spout" meaning pregnant oh and "honest to blog" meaning are you serious?  Anyway, this may be about the most random post I've ever posted, but its just been on my mind and I didn't have any pictures to update ya'll on so this is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6sg9rxOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ltgi_RrcWHA/s1600-h/juno2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6sg9rxOI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ltgi_RrcWHA/s320/juno2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192644538051314914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2747294721972533725?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2747294721972533725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2747294721972533725' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2747294721972533725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2747294721972533725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/04/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SA_6rw9rxMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/01WjGD3rq5c/s72-c/the-juno-movie-poster_292x410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2225321821257916332</id><published>2008-04-01T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:48:26.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaylie update</title><content type='html'>I've been getting hounded about not posting pictures of Zaylie by everyone I run into, so I decided to go overboard with the pictures so ya'll will leave me alone.  I put them all in a slide show because there were just to many to put all on a the blog so i'm sorry you have to wait through the whole thing just to see the pictures...annoying I know but there was just no other way.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=570ca3fb514e9c244ef250" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="window" allowFullScreen="true" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=570ca3fb514e9c244ef250&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=570ca3fb514e9c244ef250&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/570ca3fb514e9c244ef250/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2225321821257916332?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2225321821257916332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2225321821257916332' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2225321821257916332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2225321821257916332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/04/zaylie-update.html' title='Zaylie update'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5318892573809965931</id><published>2008-03-27T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:09:07.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexburg Mini Bazaar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wanted to let everyone in Eastern Idaho know about the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rexburg Mini Bazaar on Saturday March 29th.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; Its going to be the craft fair of the season!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where:  The APX building on Main St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When:  9 am to 5 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vendors Include: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lia Sophia Jewelry, Scrapbooking, Creative Memories, Stampin Up, Mary Kay, Vinyl Lettering, Wood Crafts, Avon, Shabby Apple Dresses, baby hair bows, hats, baby braclets, quilts, blessing dresses, Photography, home decor, and so much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5318892573809965931?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5318892573809965931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5318892573809965931' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5318892573809965931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5318892573809965931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/rexburg-mini-bazaar.html' title='Rexburg Mini Bazaar!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2613143310434817386</id><published>2008-03-05T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:39:31.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged: My Spouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AISVDxQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rCK7Bq09D1c/s1600-h/wedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174354639231108354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AISVDxQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rCK7Bq09D1c/s320/wedding4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AIiVDxRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hxniRXHzsNI/s1600-h/wedding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was tagged by about 7 people with this thing i decided I would do it, plus it was kind of fun to reflect on our past dating life and our relationship. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet your spouse? &lt;/strong&gt;Well I worked in the bookstore with this guy Nathan Roberts, (he lived with arch before their missions) he would always tell me about his friend Archie and how cool he was, he was still on his mission and was coming to school in the winter. Well you know how guys talk up their friends but they always turn out to be well... you know... anyway the first day of winter semester they came into thebookstore to buy books and I was smitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Au0Sfc9SDoI/R84ISSASGqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/7LWJ34xawx8/s1600-h/Nov+(87).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did you go on your first date? &lt;/strong&gt;We pretty much hate this question because neither of us really remember it. We think it was either going ice skating, or dairy queen. We hung out a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lot with his friends so our actual dates are kind of a blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_MiVDxII/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ie0d4PaeZ14/s1600-h/1169391793_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174353612733924482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_MiVDxII/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ie0d4PaeZ14/s320/1169391793_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long have you been together? &lt;/strong&gt;We dated for a year and a half and have been married for almost four years, so grand total as of right now 4 years and 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who eats more? &lt;/strong&gt;Typically, Arch does, but when I'm pregnant I put him to shame. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AHyVDxNI/AAAAAAAAAbk/8WDW-wrN_dw/s1600-h/pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174354630641173714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AHyVDxNI/AAAAAAAAAbk/8WDW-wrN_dw/s320/pregnant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who said I love you first? &lt;/strong&gt;Arch did--but let me preface the story- We had been dating for a year and had never EVER talked about anything serious ever, so I was beginning to think nothing was ever going to happen between us, we would just date forever because Arch wasn't capable of deep conversations...well he finally said it one night, and instead of me saying I love you to, I first said "You do?" all bewildered like. Of course I said I love you too a few minutes later, but apparantly it freaked Arch out that I didn't believe him, and he didn't said it again until about 3 months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is taller?&lt;/strong&gt; He is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_OSVDxMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KdOOr4ggz_4/s1600-h/football1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174353642798695618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_OSVDxMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KdOOr4ggz_4/s320/football1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sings better?&lt;/strong&gt; I do, Arch can actually sing decently when he's trying to be funny, but when he tries to sing like in church, he's all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is smarter?&lt;/strong&gt; Mostly he is, there might be a subject or two that I'm smarter in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the laundry and the dishes?&lt;/strong&gt; I do, he might help out here and there with putting laundry in the washing machine, but I would feel safe to say he has folded the laundry 4 times in our marriage. But in his defense its mostly becaue he doesn it wrong and I'd rather do it right, he does do the dishes here and there and will help when I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? &lt;/strong&gt;Well I really don't know, at our house Arch does, but when we sleep other places it changes, i wonder if it has to do with where the door is placed or the direction the room is facing... weird. Wait a minute I know, Arch sleeps closest to the Alarm clock because I sleep through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who pays the bills?&lt;/strong&gt; Arch does, he doesn't trust me to do them, I'm way to forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who mows the lawn?&lt;/strong&gt; Arch does, he's incharge of the outside stuff and the cars, and I'm in charge of the inside chores, but we do help eachother; its a little 1940's but it works for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cooks dinner?&lt;/strong&gt; I do, because if I don't he makes chilli-mac, which is the most revolting mess of nastiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who drives when you are together?&lt;/strong&gt; He does--he always says he's a professional driver (he drove UPS trucks for a summer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more stubborn?&lt;/strong&gt; We both are, we're both first borns so its kind of in our blood. However I would say Arch is and Arch would say I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the first to admit when they're wrong?&lt;/strong&gt; I will admit Arch is usually, he's always been really good at that, I'm so stubborn I hate giving in first, although sometimes I will say he's right (even though i know I'm right) when I get annoyed of arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose parents do you see the most?&lt;/strong&gt; my parents they live about 15 minutes away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who kissed who first?&lt;/strong&gt; Well I guess I kissed him first, but it was about dang time it had been two months already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AICVDxPI/AAAAAAAAAb0/G_xC677WeYs/s1600-h/wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174354634936141042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AICVDxPI/AAAAAAAAAb0/G_xC677WeYs/s320/wedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who proposed?&lt;/strong&gt; He did, and it was the most amazing day, I was so shocked to see the amount of romanticness come out of arch...but we joke and say he used up his romantic abilities for the next 10 years... which has been about right so far. (just kidding, he's done about 3 romantic things since)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more sensitive?&lt;/strong&gt; I am... but Arch can be too, I think it would suprise many of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more friends?&lt;/strong&gt; I do, Arch seems to think he doesn't need any besides Zach, the Roberts brothers and Scott. Plus he says he isn't good at being social...whatever that means. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NCVDxJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WwXrvU1XuCs/s1600-h/archand+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174353621323859090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NCVDxJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/WwXrvU1XuCs/s320/archand+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(See what I mean)--thanks to logans facebook for these pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NSVDxKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Lns3BHiI060/s1600-h/archandzach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174353625618826402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NSVDxKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Lns3BHiI060/s320/archandzach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NiVDxLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pNE7fJ8otSY/s1600-h/boys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174353629913793714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R87_NiVDxLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pNE7fJ8otSY/s320/boys1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more siblings?&lt;/strong&gt; Arch does... 2 brothers 2 sisters. I have two sisters one brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who wears the pants in the family?&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Arch would say he does and I would say I do, so we probably trade off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag... Lindsay Coudron, Lindsay Roberts, Keri, Sheena, and Audrey and Cassie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2613143310434817386?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2613143310434817386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2613143310434817386' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2613143310434817386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2613143310434817386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-i-was-tagged-by-about-7-people.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged: My Spouse'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R88AISVDxQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rCK7Bq09D1c/s72-c/wedding4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5182026152055870969</id><published>2008-02-28T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:48:06.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R8dHz0dylZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NG5Vx1PUdwo/s1600-h/138295415_l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172181652640798098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R8dHz0dylZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NG5Vx1PUdwo/s320/138295415_l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who didn't know, we've never really had the internet, so any time i post something its because I'm at my parents house or I'm roaming around my house late at night trying to pick up on a wireless signal from our neighbors. Well I'm here to announce WE GOT INTERNET AND CABLE!!! You have no idea how happy this makes me, I feel like I could dance all day long, even Arch was impressed by my freakishly good mood. Seriously though, when you stay at home ALL day long with a child and you only have channel 8 (a fuzzy channel 8 that is) to keep you company life gets pretty sad, because now i know all the happenings of soap operas and quite frankly that makes me want to vomit out of the back of my throat. So heres to my glorious day and to my husband who finally gave in and agreed to let me get cable and interent. yahoo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I almost feel like this day is right up there with my wedding day and the day of Zaylies birth... hence the extatic wedding picture.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5182026152055870969?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5182026152055870969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5182026152055870969' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5182026152055870969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5182026152055870969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R8dHz0dylZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NG5Vx1PUdwo/s72-c/138295415_l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-4162696175344707382</id><published>2008-01-15T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:18:07.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anaheim HERE WE COME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R42S2v9VbCI/AAAAAAAAAas/AM1m8Zzpt0Y/s1600-h/img1_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155938617693400098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R42S2v9VbCI/AAAAAAAAAas/AM1m8Zzpt0Y/s320/img1_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right folks, this weekend we are heading down to the sunny state of California to get out of the snow and go to a supercross race in Anaheim. This race is going to be so cool because all of the old school riders like Jeremy McGrath, Jeff Staton, Rick Johnson and Jeff Ward will be there riding all their old school bikes from when they used to race. Of course all the new guys will be there too, like Ricky Carmichael(spelling), Bubba Stewart, Kevin Windham, and Ivan Tedesco. They are going to have a race where they ride the older two strokes...its going to be awesome to hear some sweet two stroke pipe. We also get to go down to the pits and see all the factory bikes and riders. There are going to be a lot of crazy mullet wearin, booty showin, redneck cream of the crop. This is where they all come out of the wood work; good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got Sunday to play around so we're thinking about California Adventure or Disney Land or something of that nature so if you know of anything really fun to do do down there let us know by friday! We're leaving the baby behind with the Grandparents so we get to have a fun little vacation by ourselves, well and with Arch's boss and his wife, and another riding buddy of theirs and his wife, but still- no babies! YAY! (Sorry to all you Roberts', three exclamation marks in one paragraph, I'm just not a good enough writer to get the excitement across with out them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll take pictures of the event and post them when we get back. Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-4162696175344707382?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4162696175344707382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=4162696175344707382' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4162696175344707382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4162696175344707382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2008/01/anaheim-here-we-come.html' title='Anaheim HERE WE COME!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R42S2v9VbCI/AAAAAAAAAas/AM1m8Zzpt0Y/s72-c/img1_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-494912300949397257</id><published>2007-12-27T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:17:45.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of hiding #2</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most of my blog lurkers have moved on to other blogs that are frequently updated, so for those of you who still check to see if I've updated our blog in the past two months-WE'RE BACK-for now. Our internet is a bit iffy at home, plus life has been out of contrizzol lately there just hasn't been time for internet frivolity. Anyway we've got some things to catch up on, such as our just plain crazy halloween party! All the usuals came, Zach and Keri, Ben and Ryanne, Nate and Scott and their dates, Brennen and Cassie, and we were able to add some new ones this year Bud-Keri's brother, and Sam Archie's brother (and their dates). We also invited some of Arch's work buddy's, so it was a happenin party. We had tons of food, the usual soups and rolls, a plethera of goodies, and freakin awesome costumes. Arch and I this year were....drum roll please.... Nacho Libre and Encarnacion the nun. Arch made the perfect nacho, and I wasn't such a bad nun myself. Zaylie was a bronco's cheerleader, she was so cute. Here are some pics of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie and her friend Nola who was a Denver Nuggets cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSOv9Va4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/J-foke29LMY/s1600-h/New+Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148760318592510850" style="CURSOR: hand" height="136" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSOv9Va4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/J-foke29LMY/s320/New+Picture+026.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch's work buddy's-- In the middle Rob-was a nerd-and far right Adam was Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPP9Va5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/cRcLEFbFbEc/s1600-h/New+Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148760327182445458" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="239" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPP9Va5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/cRcLEFbFbEc/s320/New+Picture+028.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPP9Va6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/EGs72O-zI8o/s1600-h/New+Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148760327182445474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPP9Va6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/EGs72O-zI8o/s320/New+Picture+029.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPf9Va7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/l7lhXx_OWHE/s1600-h/New+Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148760331477412786" style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPf9Va7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/l7lhXx_OWHE/s320/New+Picture+035.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brennen and Cassie were Dwight and Angela from The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPf9Va8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LIeapzGiyko/s1600-h/New+Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148760331477412802" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="226" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSPf9Va8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LIeapzGiyko/s320/New+Picture+038.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and his girlfriend Amber came as a cowboy and Indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/8geV6p_qWuE/s1600-h/New+Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148761473938713554" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/8geV6p_qWuE/s320/New+Picture+041.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Arch playing Zaylie. Oh by the way, Zach was a wetback and Keri was a baseball player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jMlNhzPMHqU/s1600-h/New+Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148761473938713570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jMlNhzPMHqU/s320/New+Picture+043.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/mu_27d1KLLo/s1600-h/New+Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148761473938713586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTR_9Va_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/mu_27d1KLLo/s320/New+Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ben brought his chain saw, so of course the pumpkins didn't last long. Then Arch and Zach had a brilliant idea... bust out the fireworks that they didn't use on July 4th. 10:30 pm on a school night, shizzle mayhem returned. We do have a video of the mayhem, we like to call it Ghetto life III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTSP9VbAI/AAAAAAAAAac/a4Twm0bku7c/s1600-h/New+Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148761478233680898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTSP9VbAI/AAAAAAAAAac/a4Twm0bku7c/s320/New+Picture+052.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTSP9VbBI/AAAAAAAAAak/9Y6-C0rK4Xk/s1600-h/New+Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148761478233680914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QTSP9VbBI/AAAAAAAAAak/9Y6-C0rK4Xk/s320/New+Picture+054.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all for now, we hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and have a very Happy New year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-494912300949397257?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/494912300949397257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=494912300949397257' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/494912300949397257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/494912300949397257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sure-most-of-my-blog-lurkers-have.html' title='Coming out of hiding #2'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/R3QSOv9Va4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/J-foke29LMY/s72-c/New+Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5427985700310955911</id><published>2007-10-22T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:40:58.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of hiding</title><content type='html'>Wow I feel like such a hypocrite. I think I am always the one to post a comment on anothers blog when its only been a week since they've posted something and say ..."Good freak, give us an update" And here I am taking two months to finally post some pictures, but thats it, thats all i got-pictures no events, no exciting news, just boring pictures. I feel like our lives have been so busy, but with what? That I couldn't tell you because I'm not sure myself. I guess thats just the life of being a mom, I feel like I am always running around like a chicken with its head cut off, but if you asked me at the end of the day what I did, I wouldn't know what to say. It seems like the simplest errand can now take forever with a child. My rule is to add an hour for every errand i have to run, so if I plan on going to walmart AND the dollar store, I would need to add an extra TWO hours to the amount of time it would typically take me to run to walmart and the dollar store. Do I have some serious issues, or can anyone else relate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures updating you on the last two months, of course there are no pictures of Arch and I, just Zaylie--hope you enjoy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvEPNRwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OywG_ig9Wmw/s1600-h/STP61088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272550818170626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvEPNRwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OywG_ig9Wmw/s320/STP61088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvUPNRxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YyeaeMqrqS0/s1600-h/STP61092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272555113137938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvUPNRxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YyeaeMqrqS0/s320/STP61092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvUPNRyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0aGaJFa8vDI/s1600-h/STP61105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272555113137954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvUPNRyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0aGaJFa8vDI/s320/STP61105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Future model? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvkPNRzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/0GEVsZ0tBTQ/s1600-h/STP61118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272559408105266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvkPNRzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/0GEVsZ0tBTQ/s320/STP61118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvkPNR0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ZomtqPtSvfg/s1600-h/STP61123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272559408105282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvkPNR0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ZomtqPtSvfg/s320/STP61123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was a crazy child up until we put her on the luv sac, and the second she sat on it, it was as if she knew it was a place to relax--we couldn't get her to smile, talk or move, she just sat there for about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPEPNRrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8ztEpxmaucY/s1600-h/STP61023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272001062356658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPEPNRrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8ztEpxmaucY/s320/STP61023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPUPNRsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mff_tQd7las/s1600-h/STP61062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272005357323970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPUPNRsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mff_tQd7las/s320/STP61062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We joke about this face as her greeting face...this is the face she makes when she says hello, she puckers up her lips and sticks out her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPkPNRtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QCVvKFwS_Kc/s1600-h/STP61064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272009652291282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SPkPNRtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QCVvKFwS_Kc/s320/STP61064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bonding time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SP0PNRuI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WTOl0dCFzd8/s1600-h/STP61083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272013947258594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SP0PNRuI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WTOl0dCFzd8/s320/STP61083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SQEPNRvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9y-PuW3ncvs/s1600-h/STP61086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124272018242225906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SQEPNRvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9y-PuW3ncvs/s320/STP61086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3046754985617200608-5427985700310955911?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5427985700310955911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5427985700310955911' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5427985700310955911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5427985700310955911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-out-of-hiding.html' title='Coming out of hiding'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rx0SvEPNRwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/OywG_ig9Wmw/s72-c/STP61088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8758438565504102498</id><published>2007-08-21T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:17:20.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouse Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLbMxGHI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xZK44csUiws/s1600-h/STP60935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101195388462897266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLbMxGHI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xZK44csUiws/s320/STP60935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTYrMxF8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/9swvxh3wcZc/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192317561280450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTYrMxF8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/9swvxh3wcZc/s320/mouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three weeks ago we went to Arch's annual family camp reunion up at Lily Lake in the Bear Tooth mountains, this was Zaylies first camping trip and she LOVED it! Zaylie loves to be outside, she even loves the wind, it makes her laugh. She was quite the trooper through the rainstorms, the thunderstorms, the nickle sized mosquitos, the constant appliage of mosquito spray and sunscreen, and the bajillion people always wanting to hold her. But the real story begins with our first night there, when Arch's uncle Rand invited us to sleep in his trailer. I'll tell the story from Arch's point of view, because it takes less time...We had been sleeping for about an hour when Arch twitched really bad, you know how you do that when you feel like your falling in your sleep, he opened his eyes and saw a big dark thing on his pillow, but then it went away, so he wasn't really sure if he was dreaming or what. So 20 minutes go by and he jumps really bad again, but this time he sits up and says... um theres a mouse in the trailer. I'm like what are you sure, he says..."YES IT RAN ACROSS MY FACE" yup he felt little cold feet prints run across his face... im like two inches away from arch...gross. So I sit up and look over at Zaylie and the second i look at her, I hear a scuttering and then the mouse RUNS ACROSS ZAYLIE'S FACE!!! Of course I freak out and scream "ZAYLIE" and grab her legs and pull her towards me, and she starts screaming... needless to say in the middle of the night, Arch went and made a bed for me and Zaylie in our Jeep and Arch slept in a tent...the mouse was seen the next day, but never found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLbMxGGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xNY6-aEmEGg/s1600-h/STP60928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101195388462897250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLbMxGGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/xNY6-aEmEGg/s320/STP60928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4LMxGDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/e4ty66lGoXI/s1600-h/STP60922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192858727159858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4LMxGDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/e4ty66lGoXI/s320/STP60922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an exampe of how dirty the kids get out there, and how many mosquito bites they get...this is only an hour into the morning, I can't even describe how covered they are in dirt by the end of the night--well i guess i can--they look like Derek Zoolander when he covers his face in black down in the coal mines--Zaylie will be among them next year...YIKES! Aren't&lt;br /&gt;they so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4LMxGEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/y2s_njLJYww/s1600-h/STP60929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192858727159874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4LMxGEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/y2s_njLJYww/s320/STP60929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4bMxGFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ayRlpt_bWYE/s1600-h/STP60933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192863022127186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT4bMxGFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ayRlpt_bWYE/s320/STP60933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEZER BURN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day Arch thought it would be funny to give Zaylie a frozen otter pop to let her chew on, of course she had the time of her life, but look what it did to her face for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTYrMxF9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/F2mkFr34kek/s1600-h/STP60865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192317561280466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTYrMxF9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/F2mkFr34kek/s320/STP60865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTY7MxF-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/iQNcHQZqxw0/s1600-h/STP60870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192321856247778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTY7MxF-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/iQNcHQZqxw0/s320/STP60870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMONS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went out to dinner one night, and we thought it would be funny to see how she reacted to a lemon... we were all expecting to see a disorted face in disgust, but instead she grabbed the lemon and went to town. If you tried to take it away she would scream in protest until she got it back. She does this with pickles and limes too, I think she's going to be like her dad--if its edible she'll eat it. (I don't let her actually swallow chunks or anything, just wanted to be clear incase any of you think im a bad mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTZLMxF_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/JgCRczms_d0/s1600-h/STP60890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192326151215090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTZLMxF_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/JgCRczms_d0/s320/STP60890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTZLMxGAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6_PEd4l6AcU/s1600-h/STP60892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192326151215106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssTZLMxGAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6_PEd4l6AcU/s320/STP60892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie has started eating solid foods, and LOVES it, she was a pro right from the start. Her favorites are sweet potatoes, banana's and prunes. But she absolutly hates pea's. She will actually keep eating them, she never turns down food, but she'll open her mouth like, awe man this stuff again. Then once the peas are in her mouth she'll make this awful face (kind of like you would expect with eating a lemon) and then start dry heaving, but she'll open her mouth again for another bite, but Arch won't let me feed them to her anymore, so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLrMxGII/AAAAAAAAAX0/phq0ZLBgNWk/s1600-h/STP60961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101195392757864578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLrMxGII/AAAAAAAAAX0/phq0ZLBgNWk/s320/STP60961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWL7MxGKI/AAAAAAAAAYE/wX8yzzujWJk/s1600-h/STP61017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101195397052831906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWL7MxGKI/AAAAAAAAAYE/wX8yzzujWJk/s320/STP61017.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some cute stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT37MxGBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0ewZ9q-Q9RU/s1600-h/STP60920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101192854432192530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssT37MxGBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/0ewZ9q-Q9RU/s320/STP60920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLrMxGJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/KXeoxcGhejc/s1600-h/STP60963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101195392757864594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLrMxGJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/KXeoxcGhejc/s320/STP60963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8758438565504102498?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8758438565504102498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8758438565504102498' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8758438565504102498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8758438565504102498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/08/mouse-attack.html' title='Mouse Attack'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RssWLbMxGHI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xZK44csUiws/s72-c/STP60935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3451453892770723040</id><published>2007-08-08T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:40:19.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amesfam.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged.html"&gt;Tagged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/amesfam.blogspot.com"&gt;Cassie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Famous Footwear&lt;br /&gt;2. BYU-Idaho Bookstore&lt;br /&gt;3. Secretary/receptionist at a law firm&lt;br /&gt;4. Substitute teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 movies I can watch over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nacho Libre&lt;br /&gt;2. Zoolander&lt;br /&gt;3. The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Favorite TV shows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. The Office&lt;br /&gt;3. 24&lt;br /&gt;4. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading&lt;br /&gt;2. Camping&lt;br /&gt;3. Scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;4. Headband Making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Littleton, CO&lt;br /&gt;2. Washington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nashville, TN&lt;br /&gt;4. Renton, WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Favorite Foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. molten lava cakes with cookie dough ice cream&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken rolls and potatoe soup&lt;br /&gt;3. Chicken Alfredo from Johnny Carinos&lt;br /&gt;4. Chicken Parmigana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cancun&lt;br /&gt;2. California visiting Nathan and Lindsay and going to Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;3. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;4. On a date with my hubby--Johnny Carinos and movie (Bourne Ultimatum) sp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Websites I check daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. E-mail- hotmail&lt;br /&gt;2. Bolgs-oh there are so many&lt;br /&gt;3. Facebook&lt;br /&gt;4. myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Keri (ha now you have to update your blog)&lt;br /&gt;2. Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;3. Audrey&lt;br /&gt;4. Rachell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-3451453892770723040?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3451453892770723040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3451453892770723040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3451453892770723040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3451453892770723040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged-ive-been-tagged-by-cassie-4-jobs.html' title=''/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8821756962940011648</id><published>2007-07-19T14:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:59:55.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Large and in Charge!</title><content type='html'>So I think every friend I have that wasn't pregnant when I was pregnant is now pregnant. Anytime I see any of them they have this cute little belly, and i think to myself, was i really that small too when i was that far along and just felt ginormous, or was I actually the beached whale that I thought I was? These friends of mine always tell me how huge they are and how fat they feel but then i hear "Oh I'm still wearing all of my old pants" and I almost want to vomit a little in my mouth (I couldn't wear my normal pants starting at 7 weeks along, just a little side note there) So just now, I went to my pictures file on my computer to check it out, hoping to find a cute little pregnant belly like many of my friends and much to my dismay I found the complete opposite. My belly may have been "cute" (however I think people were really more amazed that such a tiny person could have such a huge belly and thats what was "cute" about it) but it definitely was not little, I actually was the beached whale that I remembered! Anytime I tell people that I gained 50 pounds and had a belly the size of a beach ball, not a single person believes that little tiny Shantay could get that big. Well folks, I've got the proof! So here's to all you who doubted me, and to all of my pregnant friends, good luck and i hope more than anything that you don't get as big as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBznI/AAAAAAAAATs/aYCJ0tPV9UU/s1600-h/PDR_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016390241865330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBznI/AAAAAAAAATs/aYCJ0tPV9UU/s320/PDR_0760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is four months pregnant, no not 8 months pregnant, four! p.s. this is at halloween, we don't normally dress like that! Arch was a biker dude and I was his knocked up biker chick..cute huh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBzoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MWkf5nzSfgY/s1600-h/PDR_0770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016390241865346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBzoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MWkf5nzSfgY/s320/PDR_0770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5-6 months along&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcLSBzmI/AAAAAAAAATk/bFMb7R6EMpA/s1600-h/2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016385946898018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcLSBzmI/AAAAAAAAATk/bFMb7R6EMpA/s320/2574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7 months along, this is about the time people would tell me I looked like I was due any day. But don't you worry I still had two more months to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBzpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/9SYQC5bLB0E/s1600-h/STP60222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016390241865362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBzpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/9SYQC5bLB0E/s320/STP60222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is 8 months along about 5 or 6 weeks left to go. You wonder if its humanly possible to get any bigger... keep scrolling down and it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcrSBzqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1lGttFWgE-U/s1600-h/STP60227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016394536832674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcrSBzqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1lGttFWgE-U/s320/STP60227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me two weeks before I delivered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_LSBzrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/F1wjl-mZuBQ/s1600-h/STP60236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016987242319538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_LSBzrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/F1wjl-mZuBQ/s320/STP60236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_bSBzsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/YrPYLUkziNE/s1600-h/STP60244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016991537286850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_bSBzsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/YrPYLUkziNE/s320/STP60244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is the blessed day when I got rid of my belly and gained the most precious beautiful girl in the whole world. Zaylie was born almost 3 weeks early too, can you imagine! Yikes-- i think would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is, you may look like a beached whale for -whats really 10 months of your life, but what you get as the end result is better than anything you could have dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_bSBztI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-LTvcHxZQCc/s1600-h/STP60809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016991537286866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_bSBztI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-LTvcHxZQCc/s320/STP60809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_rSBzuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zEhP_RO-OtQ/s1600-h/STP60847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089016995832254178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_rSBzuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zEhP_RO-OtQ/s320/STP60847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_7SBzvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xLS-zUobrjg/s1600-h/STP60863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089017000127221490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_R_7SBzvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xLS-zUobrjg/s320/STP60863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8821756962940011648?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8821756962940011648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8821756962940011648' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8821756962940011648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8821756962940011648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/07/large-and-in-charge.html' title='Large and in Charge!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rp_RcbSBznI/AAAAAAAAATs/aYCJ0tPV9UU/s72-c/PDR_0760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8656203739817980588</id><published>2007-07-07T19:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:47:41.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Gem of the Gem State&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Rigby Lake with Zach and Keri, and who knew that Rigby Lake would be just as awesome as Cancun...according to Zach and Arch of course. We have some other pictures but I'm not sure how appropriate they would be for public viewing...lets just say it involves balls of sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFmznv7hI/AAAAAAAAATE/MpOWfUp4nm0/s1600-h/STP60787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640512295562770" style="CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFmznv7hI/AAAAAAAAATE/MpOWfUp4nm0/s320/STP60787.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnDnv7iI/AAAAAAAAATM/Sj9tbLrcfX4/s1600-h/STP60788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640516590530082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="261" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnDnv7iI/AAAAAAAAATM/Sj9tbLrcfX4/s320/STP60788.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnjnv7jI/AAAAAAAAATU/frzj3ImVm0o/s1600-h/STP60790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640525180464690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnjnv7jI/AAAAAAAAATU/frzj3ImVm0o/s320/STP60790.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnjnv7kI/AAAAAAAAATc/51rWEz3A6rY/s1600-h/STP60792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640525180464706" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="237" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFnjnv7kI/AAAAAAAAATc/51rWEz3A6rY/s320/STP60792.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our little Frog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janna, Arch's mom, got us this super cute frog towel (in honor of Zaylie's frog bathroom) We are seriously in love with it as you can see why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUTnv7cI/AAAAAAAAASc/SFsf5Y3UMbM/s1600-h/STP60729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640194467982786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUTnv7cI/AAAAAAAAASc/SFsf5Y3UMbM/s320/STP60729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Couldn't Resist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are just some pictures of Zaylie that are just so cute I couldn't resist putting them on- Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUjnv7dI/AAAAAAAAASk/l4uwzrygqTk/s1600-h/STP60735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640198762950098" style="CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUjnv7dI/AAAAAAAAASk/l4uwzrygqTk/s320/STP60735.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUznv7fI/AAAAAAAAAS0/t_Vn46pVtdg/s1600-h/STP60764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640203057917426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUznv7fI/AAAAAAAAAS0/t_Vn46pVtdg/s320/STP60764.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUjnv7eI/AAAAAAAAASs/DilnqFIyAGA/s1600-h/STP60738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640198762950114" style="CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUjnv7eI/AAAAAAAAASs/DilnqFIyAGA/s320/STP60738.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFmznv7gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3e1hFMSrRXY/s1600-h/STP60776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640512295562754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFmznv7gI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3e1hFMSrRXY/s320/STP60776.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4Dnv7WI/AAAAAAAAARs/lxBgL8X-_pg/s1600-h/STP60815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084639709136678242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4Dnv7WI/AAAAAAAAARs/lxBgL8X-_pg/s320/STP60815.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4Dnv7XI/AAAAAAAAAR0/U6dtZbRpE7E/s1600-h/STP60818.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our First Family Picnic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this was quite a while ago, but it was a momentous event in our little family so I just have to share it. Zaylie LOVES being outside, she gets so giggly and excited its the best. In fact her new favorite thing is the kiddie pool--pictures of that to come in the next post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4jnv7ZI/AAAAAAAAASE/-fpYZXDT6rg/s1600-h/STP60718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084639717726612882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4jnv7ZI/AAAAAAAAASE/-fpYZXDT6rg/s320/STP60718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4Tnv7YI/AAAAAAAAAR8/DhRTuuyk2j4/s1600-h/STP60715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084639713431645570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4Tnv7YI/AAAAAAAAAR8/DhRTuuyk2j4/s320/STP60715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4znv7aI/AAAAAAAAASM/_BxAq7H5YA4/s1600-h/STP60721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084639722021580194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBE4znv7aI/AAAAAAAAASM/_BxAq7H5YA4/s320/STP60721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUTnv7bI/AAAAAAAAASU/xV8sjGagS_g/s1600-h/STP60726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084640194467982770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFUTnv7bI/AAAAAAAAASU/xV8sjGagS_g/s320/STP60726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fourth of July--I know this post should have been about our fourth of July... however most of the pictures are on my dads camera, and I haven't had a chance to download them. SO you'll just have to wait--I'm sure your sitting on the edge of your seats in anticipation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8656203739817980588?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8656203739817980588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8656203739817980588' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8656203739817980588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8656203739817980588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/07/gem-of-gem-state-we-went-to-rigby-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RpBFmznv7hI/AAAAAAAAATE/MpOWfUp4nm0/s72-c/STP60787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-4407675126448456080</id><published>2007-06-25T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:11:46.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Post</title><content type='html'>So this is going to be quite the post, so much has happened that i haven't had time to sit down and share it all--plus being a mom makes it near impossible to find the time to update this thing. First things first--we said our goodbyes to the elantra. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1ejnv7EI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9IRvSVKFvOc/s1600-h/005_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080822866190003266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1ejnv7EI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9IRvSVKFvOc/s320/005_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who are familiar with the piece of junk you might be wondering if it finally died--well it didn't, that thing just wouldn't leave us no matter what we did to it. So after much waiting and waiting and waiting for it to break down, we came to the realization that the piece of crap was never going to die so we searched for and purchased a Jeep Grande Cherokee and sold the elantra (within 24 hours of putting it for sale..its quite the hot item i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1fTnv7II/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ptp3lJ-7DPg/s1600-h/CAXWCZ5T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080822879074905218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1fTnv7II/AAAAAAAAAP8/Ptp3lJ-7DPg/s320/CAXWCZ5T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1fDnv7HI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oPh8PNWBeXI/s1600-h/CAMNK1E7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080822874779937906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1fDnv7HI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oPh8PNWBeXI/s320/CAMNK1E7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1eznv7GI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xSM5L-GSHAo/s1600-h/CAK5YJW5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080822870484970594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1eznv7GI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xSM5L-GSHAo/s320/CAK5YJW5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1eznv7FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XAePg8w5s9Q/s1600-h/CA452FWP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080822870484970578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1eznv7FI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XAePg8w5s9Q/s320/CA452FWP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaylie's Blessing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK38jnv7JI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O2--1iUHyrY/s1600-h/DSCF0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080825580609334418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK38jnv7JI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O2--1iUHyrY/s320/DSCF0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay next item of business, Zaylie's blessing. So up until it was time for her blessing Zaylie was really fussy and just not a happy camper, so I just knew she was going to be screaming through the entire blessing. But the second she got into everyones arms, she was silent. The Bishop afterwards got up and said that he peeked at Zaylie during the blessing and she was staring upwards with huge eyes as if she was looking at angels. Arch's entire family came to Idaho for the event, even his brother Sam was able to make it (he just returned home from his mission in Singapore). Brennen and Cassie were able to come up from AZ, Zach and Keri came over from Rexburg, (they are apart of Arch's family too, i mean what would a family gathering be with out Zach and Arch to entertain us all) and my entire family was here excpet for Jason, who is on a mission in Russia! I don't have many pictures from this event which im pretty sad about but, all in all it was a wonderful time to be together with everyone, we had a blast with bbq's, jots to walmart, family dinner/graduation party for Kaylin and being introduced to "The sons of Provo" thanks to Janna! :) Cassie and Brennen actually took way more pictures so click &lt;a href="http://amesfam.blogspot.com/2007/05/celebrate-good-times.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see those!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK38znv7KI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kQ6eR47azyw/s1600-h/DSCF0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080825584904301730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK38znv7KI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kQ6eR47azyw/s320/DSCF0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Dnv7LI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TiCsZeqBsIg/s1600-h/DSCF0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080825589199269042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Dnv7LI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TiCsZeqBsIg/s320/DSCF0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Tnv7MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AGxkK6OLAdM/s1600-h/DSCF0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080825593494236354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Tnv7MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AGxkK6OLAdM/s320/DSCF0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Tnv7NI/AAAAAAAAAQk/h8dXQUOnvSg/s1600-h/DSCF0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080825593494236370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK39Tnv7NI/AAAAAAAAAQk/h8dXQUOnvSg/s320/DSCF0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Roommates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my old roommate Pam came down from Canada to visit me and our other roommate Katie. It was so much fun to be together again and reminisce about old times, it wasn't the same with out Lindsay, but next year girls--colonial 207 reunion is in the works!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96Tnv7OI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KRsFci2Hqro/s1600-h/DSCF3370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832139024395490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96Tnv7OI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KRsFci2Hqro/s320/DSCF3370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahn/Allred Family Reunion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I (Shantay)had a family reunion, for the Allred side of the family, we had it up in the Pine Creek Lodge up in Swan Valley, its actually a really cool place...the lodge sits up on a hill, and then about 100 feet below they have this huge soccer field with frisby golf, an outdoor bowling lane, a fire pit, and... drum roll please--they have this 100 foot metal slide (see pictures below) if any of your limbs touch the slide as you go down you can get some serious burns, and if your foot barely touches the side as you go down, its basically all over. In fact in the picture of arch going down, he is about to eat it at that exact second- good times. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPFznv7TI/AAAAAAAAARU/9Csshgq9908/s1600-h/DSCF0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080851028290563378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPFznv7TI/AAAAAAAAARU/9Csshgq9908/s320/DSCF0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPFznv7UI/AAAAAAAAARc/zBOFBqXLvfI/s1600-h/DSCF0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080851028290563394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPFznv7UI/AAAAAAAAARc/zBOFBqXLvfI/s320/DSCF0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, we had some good times playing cards, having campfires, Zaylie LOVES the campfire, going on hikes, and having marshmellow wars. (thats where you put a ton of marshmellows in your mouth and then blow them out of small tubes of pvc pipe--its pretty discusting if you think about it)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96znv7SI/AAAAAAAAARM/8uvN8CQmF6M/s1600-h/DSCF0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832147614330146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96znv7SI/AAAAAAAAARM/8uvN8CQmF6M/s320/DSCF0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96znv7RI/AAAAAAAAARE/k_fWzSgP8MU/s1600-h/DSCF0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832147614330130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96znv7RI/AAAAAAAAARE/k_fWzSgP8MU/s320/DSCF0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are just some random pics from the reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96jnv7QI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xmbcZBUflU4/s1600-h/DSCF0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832143319362818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96jnv7QI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xmbcZBUflU4/s320/DSCF0374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96jnv7PI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sHRUd0lbIaY/s1600-h/DSCF0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080832143319362802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK96jnv7PI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sHRUd0lbIaY/s320/DSCF0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPGDnv7VI/AAAAAAAAARk/3SyHQkeJ8UI/s1600-h/DSCF0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080851032585530706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoLPGDnv7VI/AAAAAAAAARk/3SyHQkeJ8UI/s320/DSCF0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-4407675126448456080?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4407675126448456080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=4407675126448456080' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4407675126448456080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4407675126448456080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/06/super-post.html' title='Super Post'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RoK1ejnv7EI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9IRvSVKFvOc/s72-c/005_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7721399569506214485</id><published>2007-05-30T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T17:06:04.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>Well we've got quite a bit to catch up on, so I'm going going to go from about april to the beginning of may... these are some pictures of birthdays and family gatherings and of course our cute little love bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie- I have decided is the best baby.  She isn't really the best napper, but she is such a happy baby and the best night time sleeper.  Ever since she was about 5 weeks old, she has been sleeping the amount of hours that she is weeks old.  Does that make sense... so when she was 5 weeks old she slept 5 hours a night, 6 weeks, 6 hours a night, well when she got to 11 weeks old she started sleeping 11-12 hours a night, and has ever since.  I just love my little girl, we have so much fun together, and I'm a much happier person because I get my sleep!  and I really think I owe it to the book baby wise, it was a pain in the butt to stick to for the first 7 weeks, and there were times i wanted to throw it in the shredder (if we had one, i guess i could use zach and keri's) but it finally clicked and has been pure bliss ever since.  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As I was reading it I couldn't help but laugh because I was doing exactly what she was talking about, and then when i saw she had 17 comments, i thought I would take a look and what I found was absolutly hilarious.  So to all you fellow bloggers who can relate, I ask this question... are you a lurker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So here is the post I came across and a few of my favorite comments!  Its titled... AM I A CREEP?  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a Creep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I may or may not be a creepy person. I am relying on your comments to determine if I am. I love visiting other people's blogs. It usually starts by reading over a close friend's or family member's blog, but soon I am discovering little gems: links that lead to other blogs. I visit some of these blogs regularly. It's really a strange thing because I know so many little details of a complete stranger's life, even to the point of having some of them appear in my dreams, and yet they know NOTHING about me. And even still, part of me feels like a "bad friend" for referring to these people as a "stranger". It feels so creepy...and yet I feel like I'd be losing a friend if I stopped lurking around their blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking...do I have any lurkers? I won't flatter myself and assume that anyone has thought twice about my life or my latest date to an Inidan restaraunt. But I am fascinated by the most simple details of others' lives through their blogs. I want to know about their latest craft project or their child's latest obsession or why they're having a hard day or the nice thing that their next door neighbor did for them. Somehow, it helps me appreciate the little things in life a little more. So, thanks. If you are a lurker, chances are that I visit your blog daily and have learned so much about life from you. So, please, whether you are my best friend from 2nd grade or we've never met...let me know if you're lurking." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments Below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly Brown said... &lt;br /&gt;You are so not a creep! I have read your blog a couple of times...linked from Tiffany Dansie's blog I think. Then you left a comment on my sister's blog (Ashley @ Joy) and I clicked on your name and I thought to myself, hey, I've read this girl's blog before! I love reading blogs too! It is so fun to "lurk." haha! (and totally not creepy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley hollis said... &lt;br /&gt;It's not creepy at all. At least that's what we tell ourselves to make ourselves feel better about it right?!?! ha ha!!! I'm so glad that you delurked so we could come out of hiding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Marlo said... &lt;br /&gt;well candra...i feel like we are on a first name basis since i read your blog, but I don't even know you. I read Chenae's blog and then found yours...so I guess I am creepy too!! I always tell my husband about "random" blogs I read and I'm sure that he thinks I am crazy, but lurking is better than TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer Family said... &lt;br /&gt;Hey Candra,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Luke Spencer's wife--remember him? We are both good friends of Tiffany and I've met you once or twice and a couple of your sisters. I am totally a lurker too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alli and Makay said... &lt;br /&gt;Hey, this is Alli--Lacey's sister. I thought about leaving a comment everytime I was in lurking action just out of sheer respect of your privacy; however, I never did. So here it is: I lurk. I am a lurker. The real question is: who doesn't lurk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ &amp; Candra Probert said... &lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone! I love all the comments...and love knowing that I'm not the only "creep" out there! Thanks for lurking! I don't feel so alone anymore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, Candra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8079508865242517454?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8079508865242517454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8079508865242517454' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8079508865242517454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8079508865242517454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/05/loud-laughter-am-i-creep.html' title='Loud Laughter--- &quot;Am I a Creep?&quot;'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-1060814252126534110</id><published>2007-05-11T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:00:56.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful life</title><content type='html'>Here is a slide show of some of Zaylie's latest pictures!  Zaylie is really just the sweetest little baby.  She brings so much light and joy into our family, we are truly blessed to have such a beautiful happy little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=2b4376ba9c9cf7a642478f" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="350" height="328" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=2b4376ba9c9cf7a642478f&amp;skin_id=0&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:30px;width:350px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=2b4376ba9c9cf7a642478f&amp;skin_id=0&amp;source=emplay&amp;coord=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/2b4376ba9c9cf7a642478f/0.gif" style="border:0px;" width="350" ismap /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-1060814252126534110?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/1060814252126534110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=1060814252126534110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1060814252126534110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/1060814252126534110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/05/wonderful-life.html' title='A wonderful life'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-6351701023737773783</id><published>2007-05-07T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:23:13.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaylie's shades!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Isn't she the cutest baby girl you've ever seen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rj-mDseqF-I/AAAAAAAAANA/kpfjXp_iqgM/s1600-h/STP60576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061947088597293026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rj-mDseqF-I/AAAAAAAAANA/kpfjXp_iqgM/s320/STP60576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rj-mD8eqF_I/AAAAAAAAANI/lVKM-fMvr1E/s1600-h/STP60580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061947092892260338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rj-mD8eqF_I/AAAAAAAAANI/lVKM-fMvr1E/s320/STP60580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-6351701023737773783?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6351701023737773783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=6351701023737773783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6351701023737773783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6351701023737773783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/05/zaylies-shades.html' title='Zaylie&apos;s shades!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rj-mDseqF-I/AAAAAAAAANA/kpfjXp_iqgM/s72-c/STP60576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-4414163249022832939</id><published>2007-05-02T16:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:51:10.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the many faces!!</title><content type='html'>So our camera has a pretty long delay from when you push the button to when it actually takes it. Hence...the many faces of Zaylie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVDseqF5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/PXoNs2LSla8/s1600-h/STP60559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060098809551001490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVDseqF5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/PXoNs2LSla8/s320/STP60559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVD8eqF6I/AAAAAAAAAMg/GDZFTW54bEA/s1600-h/STP60560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060098813845968802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVD8eqF6I/AAAAAAAAAMg/GDZFTW54bEA/s320/STP60560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVEceqF7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/N6rJMgBmMyM/s1600-h/STP60561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060098822435903410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVEceqF7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/N6rJMgBmMyM/s320/STP60561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVEseqF8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/4vpaFxuFBkc/s1600-h/STP60562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060098826730870722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVEseqF8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/4vpaFxuFBkc/s320/STP60562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVFMeqF9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/pUCB8t4qg1Y/s1600-h/STP60563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060098835320805330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVFMeqF9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/pUCB8t4qg1Y/s320/STP60563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-4414163249022832939?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/4414163249022832939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=4414163249022832939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4414163249022832939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/4414163249022832939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-many-faces.html' title='Oh the many faces!!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RjkVDseqF5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/PXoNs2LSla8/s72-c/STP60559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3425431554324730900</id><published>2007-04-20T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:56:54.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing exciting...just more pics</title><content type='html'>So here are some new pictures...well they are old to me, but new to you. I have nothing really fun or excited to say, we haven't gone anywhere fun, or done anything cool, or had anyone come visit us, so all i have to post is more pictures of our little love bug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie is so skinny that her pants always ride up to her arm pits... so no im not one of those moms who makes her kid wear her pants up too high, it just happens.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwEmNbCnI/AAAAAAAAALw/pDdEf6rta1E/s1600-h/STP60554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055624912234547826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwEmNbCnI/AAAAAAAAALw/pDdEf6rta1E/s320/STP60554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwE2NbCoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/sbQfWEx6eak/s1600-h/STP60555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055624916529515138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwE2NbCoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/sbQfWEx6eak/s320/STP60555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is arch trying to make Zaylie dance...he's singing "My little buttercup" from the three amigos... what a classic...its probably the song we sing to her the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwFmNbCpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4E9oTeGyoMo/s1600-h/STP60564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055624929414417042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwFmNbCpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4E9oTeGyoMo/s320/STP60564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwF2NbCqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/T-pcv4apgA8/s1600-h/STP60566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055624933709384354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwF2NbCqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/T-pcv4apgA8/s320/STP60566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwGWNbCrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RKLDBmtWlVE/s1600-h/STP60567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055624942299318962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwGWNbCrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RKLDBmtWlVE/s320/STP60567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-3425431554324730900?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3425431554324730900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3425431554324730900' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3425431554324730900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3425431554324730900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-excitingjust-more-pics.html' title='nothing exciting...just more pics'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RikwEmNbCnI/AAAAAAAAALw/pDdEf6rta1E/s72-c/STP60554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-984723051189644346</id><published>2007-03-28T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T16:45:20.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Random Facts about our little bundle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq8kpHSgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uxYWahLkeSU/s1600-h/DSCF2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047104658771233282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq8kpHSgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uxYWahLkeSU/s320/DSCF2902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 Random Things about Zaylie Jaide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.One week ago Zaylie weighed 8 pounds 11 oz…she was a month old.&lt;br /&gt;2.She hates to have her arms moved away from her body; she gets so mad when you try to put on her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;3.She loves to snuggle. She will curl up her legs and nuzzle her head into your chest, we just love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjMkpHSSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dAgPDbAA6_0/s1600-h/DSCF2830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047096137556117794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjMkpHSSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dAgPDbAA6_0/s320/DSCF2830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnZkpHSbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LB79MVTINnU/s1600-h/STP60407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047100758940928434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnZkpHSbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LB79MVTINnU/s320/STP60407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is only 4 days after my c-section... so don't judge me and my big belly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjNEpHSUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eLaKm8sxqKM/s1600-h/STP60529.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Zaylie is lactose intolerant…just like her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;5.She is a grunter! She has happy grunts and angry grunts and tired grunts…they sound like a pig snorting, so we call her our little pig snort.&lt;br /&gt;6.She has a ton of hair, and it hasn’t started rubbing off yet!&lt;br /&gt;7.She has her dad’s hairline…bless her heart-- not much up top, in fact in looks like she already has a reseeding hair line, but a ton in back. So needless to say she has a mullet!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq7UpHSdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kmh0xdSyPM0/s1600-h/DSCF2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047104637296396754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq7UpHSdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kmh0xdSyPM0/s320/DSCF2890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnYEpHSXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bIzU4kQvtXc/s1600-h/DSCF2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047100733171124594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnYEpHSXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bIzU4kQvtXc/s320/DSCF2841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Zaylie loves to take baths!&lt;br /&gt;9.She never cries after throwing up…and when I say throw up I don’t mean spit up I mean some serious projectile vomit! If I didn’t see her do it, I would have no idea that it even happened!&lt;br /&gt;10.She looks soo cute in purple! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwYEpHShI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QS_IK2VefNE/s1600-h/DSCF2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047110628775774738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwYEpHShI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QS_IK2VefNE/s320/DSCF2866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwakpHSiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a_zNBVaky6s/s1600-h/DSCF2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047110671725447714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwakpHSiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/a_zNBVaky6s/s320/DSCF2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.She wants 100% of the attention all the time…when she’s eating if I start talking to someone else, she starts crying this cute pitiful cry, and the second I stop talking she’s fine. She’s a little stinker.&lt;br /&gt;12.She already holds up her bottle&lt;br /&gt;13.When she hiccups she sounds like a squeaker toy&lt;br /&gt;14.When you sing to her she’ll stop crying immediately.&lt;br /&gt;15.She hates to be strapped into her car seat--but once shes in the car and moving, she falls right to sleep--BUT if she wakes up and realizes she's strapped in, she freaks! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjM0pHSTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/I4MleZ-vj7o/s1600-h/DSCF2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047096141851085106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjM0pHSTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/I4MleZ-vj7o/s320/DSCF2899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Zaylie is super skinny; she only has one fat roll on her thighs, which might not even be a fat roll, but a place where her skin creases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjNUpHSVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uDU0Tx8h-FY/s1600-h/DSCF2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047096150441019730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjNUpHSVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uDU0Tx8h-FY/s320/DSCF2777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.She sleeps with her hands up by her face, if you wrap her in a blanket with out her hands out, she will fight until she gets them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq60pHScI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PcwxOUWia6E/s1600-h/DSCF2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047104628706462146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq60pHScI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PcwxOUWia6E/s320/DSCF2775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq70pHSeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OqswDwA15N8/s1600-h/STP60455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047104645886331362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq70pHSeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OqswDwA15N8/s320/STP60455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.She’s now 20 ½ inches long—(she was 19 ¾inches when she was born)&lt;br /&gt;19.She will grab onto and pull anything she can touch… so no more dangly earrings or necklaces for me!&lt;br /&gt;20.She loves her daddy, when he feeds her at night time she doesn’t make a sound and she goes back to bed with out a fuss-- it’s a different story when mommy does it! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq8UpHSfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/D4M4SfyUbbQ/s1600-h/STP60459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047104654476265970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq8UpHSfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/D4M4SfyUbbQ/s320/STP60459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Everyone thinks she looks exactly like arch, but she looks identical to my baby pictures.&lt;br /&gt;22.She has a pear shaped belly!&lt;br /&gt;23.. Zaylie can sleep through anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;24.Anyone who knows arch and I, knows we’re very loud people—especially arch with his outbursts when playing halo, or his random bursts of screaming just for fun—and we were just as loud through out my pregnancy…and it seems to have paid off because sudden loud noises have no affect on Zaylie… she has yet to cry from a loud noise…and in our house they are quite frequent.&lt;br /&gt;25.She doesn’t have a birthmark—however she was born with this little white thing by her eyebrow, it looks like a white head but its not, and it still hasn’t gone away! Any ideas to what it might be? If you click on the picture and look closely by her right eyebrow you can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjNkpHSWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4_LH-JSL92E/s1600-h/DSCF2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047096154735987042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrjNkpHSWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4_LH-JSL92E/s320/DSCF2876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26.She loves to be held&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnY0pHSZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NAPGLmxUVLw/s1600-h/DSCF2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047100746056026514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnY0pHSZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NAPGLmxUVLw/s320/DSCF2813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.She rarely cries…only when she’s super hungry, or when she’s super tired, other than that—all we get are grunts!&lt;br /&gt;28.She makes the best faces when she’s sleeping, and she sleeps with her mouth open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnZUpHSaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ptd-mNQ4SEg/s1600-h/DSCF2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047100754645961122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnZUpHSaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ptd-mNQ4SEg/s320/DSCF2894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnYkpHSYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y2sgJXK7ym0/s1600-h/DSCF2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047100741761059202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrnYkpHSYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y2sgJXK7ym0/s320/DSCF2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwbEpHSjI/AAAAAAAAALE/_GMEVza9aDA/s1600-h/STP60544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047110680315382322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwbEpHSjI/AAAAAAAAALE/_GMEVza9aDA/s320/STP60544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwbkpHSkI/AAAAAAAAALM/0b7WXDhF4Oo/s1600-h/STP60545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047110688905316930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwbkpHSkI/AAAAAAAAALM/0b7WXDhF4Oo/s320/STP60545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwcEpHSlI/AAAAAAAAALU/I3af5lV_mlw/s1600-h/STP60547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047110697495251538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrwcEpHSlI/AAAAAAAAALU/I3af5lV_mlw/s320/STP60547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.She can be very impatient; when she wants something she wants it now!&lt;br /&gt;30.She is loved like you wouldn’t believe!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrzCEpHSmI/AAAAAAAAALc/wnOyRI4YRtw/s1600-h/DSCF2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047113549353536098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RgrzCEpHSmI/AAAAAAAAALc/wnOyRI4YRtw/s320/DSCF2681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrzc0pHSnI/AAAAAAAAALk/uIclFMca8Os/s1600-h/DSCF2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047114008915036786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrzc0pHSnI/AAAAAAAAALk/uIclFMca8Os/s320/DSCF2818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-984723051189644346?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/984723051189644346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=984723051189644346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/984723051189644346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/984723051189644346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/03/30-random-facts-about-our-little-bundle.html' title='30 Random Facts about our little bundle!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rgrq8kpHSgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uxYWahLkeSU/s72-c/DSCF2902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-5938476522112509048</id><published>2007-03-26T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:13:59.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on Zaylie Jaide</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKPJdorxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aaz-y3NsP2Y/s1600-h/STP60540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046294637823176466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKPJdorxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aaz-y3NsP2Y/s320/STP60540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have had quite a few requests for more pictures of Zaylie, so i thought i would post a few more, but a ton of them are on my parents camera... and im working on getting a cd made of all their pictures and then ill go picture posting crazy! A friend of mine posted 25 random facts about her baby and i thought that was a pretty cute idea so im working on that as we speak... so don't you worry more of Zaylie and her cuteness is on the way! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zaylie getting mad at daddy for trying to eat her face off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKPpdoryI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YI4GAg6i-es/s1600-h/STP60541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046294646413111074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKPpdoryI/AAAAAAAAAIs/YI4GAg6i-es/s320/STP60541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKP5dorzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f39z8g1rymw/s1600-h/STP60498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046294650708078386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKP5dorzI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f39z8g1rymw/s320/STP60498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch loves to tease Zaylie when she's hungry...he'll give her his finger and she'll go to town sucking, and when she finally realizes this isn't the real thing she makes a face like we just fed her a lemon... its awesome! We're hoping to get a picture of that face one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKOZdorvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l7PVnycXxKc/s1600-h/STP60525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046294624938274546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKOZdorvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/l7PVnycXxKc/s320/STP60525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKO5dorwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DfqWUp6URTU/s1600-h/STP60527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046294633528209154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKO5dorwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DfqWUp6URTU/s320/STP60527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGQZdorrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DKJx5_DSxa8/s1600-h/STP60521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046290261251501746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGQZdorrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DKJx5_DSxa8/s320/STP60521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGQ5dorsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HpleTTRjMmo/s1600-h/STP60520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046290269841436354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGQ5dorsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HpleTTRjMmo/s320/STP60520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGRJdortI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tvnmt-R_XqE/s1600-h/STP60532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046290274136403666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGRJdortI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tvnmt-R_XqE/s320/STP60532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGRpdoruI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gvVWBGE9jwU/s1600-h/STP60537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046290282726338274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggGRpdoruI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gvVWBGE9jwU/s320/STP60537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-5938476522112509048?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/5938476522112509048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=5938476522112509048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5938476522112509048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/5938476522112509048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/03/up-date-on-zaylie-jaide.html' title='An update on Zaylie Jaide'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RggKPJdorxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aaz-y3NsP2Y/s72-c/STP60540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-787109702992408381</id><published>2007-03-14T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:51:25.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Again... more pictures of my little love bug!</title><content type='html'>So here are some more pictures of my little love bug, we just can't stop taking pictures of her, so i thought i would post a few more recent photos of Zaylie.  I have the hardest time picking which pictures to post on here, if I could I would post them all, but we've taken about 600 pictures so far, and i just don't have the energy to do that!  Plus im sure you don't have the time to look at them all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizlq6PM9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ah5WVOrLnqs/s1600-h/STP60487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041977242596357074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizlq6PM9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ah5WVOrLnqs/s320/STP60487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RfizmK6PM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/iQLuTL3FXQo/s1600-h/STP60490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041977251186291682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RfizmK6PM-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/iQLuTL3FXQo/s320/STP60490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizm66PM_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/KAq-gW_Xpgk/s1600-h/STP60506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041977264071193586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizm66PM_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/KAq-gW_Xpgk/s320/STP60506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RfiznK6PNAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P3qb3eiGUPI/s1600-h/STP60501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041977268366160898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RfiznK6PNAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/P3qb3eiGUPI/s320/STP60501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizn66PNBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3_kDEaHCC-4/s1600-h/STP60539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041977281251062802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizn66PNBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3_kDEaHCC-4/s320/STP60539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-787109702992408381?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/787109702992408381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=787109702992408381' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/787109702992408381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/787109702992408381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/03/again-more-pictures-of-my-little-love.html' title='Again... more pictures of my little love bug!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rfizlq6PM9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ah5WVOrLnqs/s72-c/STP60487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3808999661121596795</id><published>2007-03-05T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:22:02.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaylie at home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Zaylie is now two weeks old... well 16 days to be exact, however these are pictures from when she was about a week old, I'm still a little behind, but hey at least they are getting posted right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we brought her home she couldn't fit into any of her clothes, this is a newborn outfit and she was swimming in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex7bYvi73I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4W6PHpuc6kY/s1600-h/STP60427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038537793549299570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex7bYvi73I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4W6PHpuc6kY/s320/STP60427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex2M4vi7xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xXca1XI3GBY/s1600-h/STP60425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038532046883057426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex2M4vi7xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xXca1XI3GBY/s320/STP60425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Ivi7tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/j2jy-mrtBCk/s1600-h/STP60428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038530590889144018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Ivi7tI/AAAAAAAAAF0/j2jy-mrtBCk/s320/STP60428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5nIvi72I/AAAAAAAAAG8/d4KmJt40PgU/s1600-h/STP60465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038535796389506914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5nIvi72I/AAAAAAAAAG8/d4KmJt40PgU/s320/STP60465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She loves to have her hands up by her face, when you try to move them away she gets so angry, and its actually quite hard to move them, she's a strong little girl! The only way to really keep her hands down is to move them when she's sleeping and then wrap her up really fast before she notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Yvi7uI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MbNzujUu_qk/s1600-h/STP60450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038530595184111330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Yvi7uI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MbNzujUu_qk/s320/STP60450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5movi71I/AAAAAAAAAG0/qj3l9Q4q0NI/s1600-h/STP60457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038535787799572306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5movi71I/AAAAAAAAAG0/qj3l9Q4q0NI/s320/STP60457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to leave the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Yvi7vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/i6EU6tgvfBw/s1600-h/STP60403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038530595184111346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex04Yvi7vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/i6EU6tgvfBw/s320/STP60403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5l4vi7zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/w90EhDQeav0/s1600-h/STP60400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038535774914670386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5l4vi7zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/w90EhDQeav0/s320/STP60400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I just love to watch her sleep, I could do it for hours!  Doesn't she look so peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5lovi7yI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RtlozqXao4w/s1600-h/STP60411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038535770619703074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5lovi7yI/AAAAAAAAAGc/RtlozqXao4w/s320/STP60411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5mYvi70I/AAAAAAAAAGs/iUMzHGDp4oc/s1600-h/STP60445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038535783504604994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex5mYvi70I/AAAAAAAAAGs/iUMzHGDp4oc/s320/STP60445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex044vi7wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YefnnHhNoME/s1600-h/STP60470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038530603774045954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex044vi7wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YefnnHhNoME/s320/STP60470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaylie and Daddy playing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3046754985617200608-3808999661121596795?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3808999661121596795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3808999661121596795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3808999661121596795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3808999661121596795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-zaylie-is-now-two-weeks-old.html' title='Zaylie at home!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Rex7bYvi73I/AAAAAAAAAHE/4W6PHpuc6kY/s72-c/STP60427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-3404894283946942985</id><published>2007-02-28T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:29:18.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics from the hospital!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Everyone! So i know these are still pictures from the hospital, but they are just so much fun to me so i want to share them with everyone! Life has been a bit crazy lately with trying to catch up on sleep and having a million visitors and trying to figure out our new family routine and all, i just haven't had the time to get on the internet to post new things! She really has changed so much since these pictures, i feel like she doesn't even look like the same baby, so now that im able to get out of bed more easily and walk around with out help i plan on updating this thing more often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpO8cQiWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oKrN6TX8UCk/s1600-h/STP60342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036758569980037474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpO8cQiWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oKrN6TX8UCk/s320/STP60342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Zaylie Jaide with her daddy, he really just loves her to pieces, it really melts your heart to see him with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPMcQiXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/s45B_29TkG4/s1600-h/STP60358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036758574275004786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPMcQiXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/s45B_29TkG4/s320/STP60358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her favorite thing to do, cuddle up on your chest and spread her legs around your body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPMcQiYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dpkBHjPNIPs/s1600-h/STP60362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036758574275004802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPMcQiYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dpkBHjPNIPs/s320/STP60362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is still at the hospital... we had to stay for 4 days since i had a c-section--so it seems like we have a thousand pictures at the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPccQiZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0WJ3RuRoo-s/s1600-h/STP60390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036758578569972114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPccQiZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0WJ3RuRoo-s/s320/STP60390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPccQiaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qS2aPwfHjSA/s1600-h/STP60393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036758578569972130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpPccQiaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qS2aPwfHjSA/s320/STP60393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Zaylie folded in half--this is what she looked like in my belly, and why i had to have a c-section.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-3404894283946942985?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/3404894283946942985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=3404894283946942985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3404894283946942985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/3404894283946942985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-pics-from-hospital.html' title='More pics from the hospital!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReYpO8cQiWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oKrN6TX8UCk/s72-c/STP60342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-6733286623180512015</id><published>2007-02-25T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:04:37.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKMcQiRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t_znvApVbms/s1600-h/STP60307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607299701377298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKMcQiRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t_znvApVbms/s320/STP60307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time i was able to hold her... it was about 30 minutes after she was born.  The medication i was on made my whole body swell up, so thats why my face looks the way it does!!  I had to use all the strength i had to open my left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKccQiSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J5lMswklAPA/s1600-h/STP60315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607303996344610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKccQiSI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J5lMswklAPA/s320/STP60315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKccQiTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rJPZ8d9YyGQ/s1600-h/STP60319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607303996344626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKccQiTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rJPZ8d9YyGQ/s320/STP60319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Zaylie would do all night long, she never made a sound, she would just blink and stare at everyone with that look on her face like, "I hope you know how important I am" and sometimes it would look like, "oh great, I was sent to you guys to take care of me, i doomed" her smug looks were the talk of the night, even the nurses couldn't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKscQiUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/efn4E7xXpG0/s1600-h/STP60323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607308291311938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKscQiUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/efn4E7xXpG0/s320/STP60323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't even look like her anymore, she has changed so much in a week its crazy.  She gets prettier every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISLMcQiVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZsFt3XSWZE8/s1600-h/STP60328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607316881246546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISLMcQiVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZsFt3XSWZE8/s320/STP60328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-6733286623180512015?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6733286623180512015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=6733286623180512015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6733286623180512015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6733286623180512015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-first-time-i-was-able-to-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReISKMcQiRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t_znvApVbms/s72-c/STP60307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-8372183585303602574</id><published>2007-02-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:42:12.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Zaylie is here!</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone we are so very sorry for not updating you all sooner! Its been a crazy week, but we are all doing well and have been blessed with a beautiful and perfect baby girl, who is so precious we just can't get enough of her! Our little girl was born on February 17th, at 7:23 pm, she weighed 6 pounds 13 oz. and was 19 3/4 inches long. Even though Arch wasn't to keen on the name we decided on the name Zaylie Jaide, which fits her so perfect that now even arch thinks she couldn't be anything but Zaylie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWyGctNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bGOJxHw85is/s1600-h/STP60244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035330908357211858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWyGctNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bGOJxHw85is/s320/STP60244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNuI/AAAAAAAAACY/z2IU0Ju-zUg/s1600-h/STP60249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035330916947146466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNuI/AAAAAAAAACY/z2IU0Ju-zUg/s320/STP60249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the day started off at about 5 am with contractions 3-4 minutes apart, and by 7:00 that morning they were finally starting to be a little painful and were 2-3 minutes apart. So even though i wasn't in too much pain we decided it would be best to go to the hospital and be sent home for false labor then to have a baby in our living room because we weren't sure if I was labor or not! So when we got to the hospital they hooked me up to all the monitors and found out i was definitly in labor...and would probably have the baby by the afternoon. But the best part was I could barely feel any of my contractions even the really intense ones, sure they were uncomfortable but honestly i thought my contractions were decreasing in intensity and would be sent home, when it was the complete opposite. They said I must be one of those people who can't really feel their contractions. Sweet huh! I was even given pitosin which is supposed to make your contractions worse and i still could barely feel anything.  So after a couple hours of being uncomfortable they asked if i wanted an epidural... i thought heck, why not just incase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my labor was a piece of cake, and its a good thing it was or i would have been super upset about how it all turned out. So here is how it went down..., after i got my epidural they gave me a ton of pitosin to speed things up but from 12:00 to 6:00 i hadn't progressed at all, so they broke my water to help get things moving. An hour later I was finally dilated to an 8, so I thought I was on my way ...when a random nurse who was just coming to check on me because my nurse was busy, asked if they had broken my water yet, because she could feel another sack in my belly that hadn't been broken. Yeah what the heck is that supposed to mean? So I started getting all nervous that I was having twins or something, when she said, well actually I think im feeling buttcheeks. So she went to get my nurse, who checked and was like well i guess that could be butt cheeks, so they went and got my doctor, who said, wow that just might be buttcheeks, and then they went and got a midwife, who felt my belly and said yup that baby is definitly breech. So they finally got an ultra sound machine to confirm and yes, the entire pregnancy, the entire time i was in labor, they thought they were feeling a head, but were really feeling buttcheeks! Can you believe that! with all the advanced technology in this world you would think that they would catch that before i went through 15 hours of labor.... but nooooooooooooooooooooo. So i got a double dose of my epidural and went in to the O.R. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNvI/AAAAAAAAACg/wIICklkv4e4/s1600-h/STP60282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035330916947146482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNvI/AAAAAAAAACg/wIICklkv4e4/s320/STP60282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is right after they took her out of me and wiped her off. I'm being sewn up at this point so i haven't even seen what she looks like yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNwI/AAAAAAAAACo/tnWEQTGCNhc/s1600-h/STP60301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035330916947146498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWymctNwI/AAAAAAAAACo/tnWEQTGCNhc/s320/STP60301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch was finally able to bring her over to me so i could see what she looked like. It was the most amazing thing in the world to see her for the first time, I can't even describe how surreal it was. She didn't make a sound for about 2 hours after being born, she just would blink her eyes and look around at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWzGctNxI/AAAAAAAAACw/1VuvRF-QNnA/s1600-h/STP60313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035330925537081106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWzGctNxI/AAAAAAAAACw/1VuvRF-QNnA/s320/STP60313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Arch holding her right after my surgery, she is sticking her tongue out at him! I have so many more pictures that I want to post on here, i'm having such a hard time picking... i just want to post them all! But it only let me put these 5 pictures on here so just be patient and I'll just keep posting more pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-8372183585303602574?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/8372183585303602574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=8372183585303602574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8372183585303602574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/8372183585303602574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/02/baby-zaylie-is-here.html' title='Baby Zaylie is here!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/ReEWyGctNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bGOJxHw85is/s72-c/STP60244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-475082695870558394</id><published>2007-02-05T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:13:10.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks left!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RceZ8-5JqzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vPLjlSU-o1k/s1600-h/STP60218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028156781936356146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RceZ8-5JqzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vPLjlSU-o1k/s320/STP60218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RceZ8-5Jq0I/AAAAAAAAACA/FN0b27yw46U/s1600-h/STP60222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028156781936356162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RceZ8-5Jq0I/AAAAAAAAACA/FN0b27yw46U/s320/STP60222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here are some new belly pictures at 37 weeks... three weeks left to go! I feel like I look like a fat boy with long hair in these pictures, so please try not to really look at my face, but i've had some complaints that i don't have a recent belly picture on here, so i decided to take some last night! I'm going to work on getting a few more to replace these awfully ugly ones... but at least you have an idea of how freaking ginormous I am!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This second picture was 5 hours later than the first one at like midnight... can ya tell!  hee hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-475082695870558394?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/475082695870558394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=475082695870558394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/475082695870558394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/475082695870558394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/02/3-weeks-left.html' title='3 weeks left!!!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RceZ8-5JqzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vPLjlSU-o1k/s72-c/STP60218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-6646094382591632555</id><published>2007-02-01T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:54:11.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach and Keri kodak moments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay i thought this was kind of funny... these are our best friends trying to take a picture. This is what we (Keri and I) typically go through to get a decent picture with our husbands... there was actually video footage of this moment, and if i can figure out how to put it on here i will.... its hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJXzO5JqwI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kznlq0Rc3Ks/s1600-h/STP60179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026676671781645058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJXzO5JqwI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kznlq0Rc3Ks/s320/STP60179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJX2O5JqxI/AAAAAAAAABc/X8QQpGo-vMU/s1600-h/STP60180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026676723321252626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJX2O5JqxI/AAAAAAAAABc/X8QQpGo-vMU/s320/STP60180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJX2-5JqyI/AAAAAAAAABk/oj-wVzOoY6U/s1600-h/STP60181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026676736206154530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJX2-5JqyI/AAAAAAAAABk/oj-wVzOoY6U/s320/STP60181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-6646094382591632555?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/6646094382591632555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=6646094382591632555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6646094382591632555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/6646094382591632555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/02/zach-and-keri-kodak-moments.html' title='Zach and Keri kodak moments!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RcJXzO5JqwI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kznlq0Rc3Ks/s72-c/STP60179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-356253919388339985</id><published>2007-01-31T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:49:20.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four more weeks!</title><content type='html'>Well folks I'm in my last month of my pregnancy, but it appears that people think i should be due any day now.  I'm really amazed how blunt people are with their comments.  My favorite is, "Wow your huge!!  Are you due any day now?"  OR  how about "You haven't had your baby yet, it seems like you've been pregnant for a year now!"  OR "I could have sworn you'd have your baby by now, you still have four weeks left...where is your belly going to grow, your already huge!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes-- I get those (the few times i go out into public) with out fail multiple times a day--from strangers!  I don't really let it bother me, it really just gives me something to giggle about.  But isn't it just so funny how people seem to forget all about manners and feelings around a pregnant person, like its totally okay to just say whatever they heck they think with out any regards for that pregnant lady's feelings... when in reality a pregnant lady is in the most vulnerable and emotional state of mind that a person could ever be in their life!  Good times.  I have had a complete stranger standing in the sizzler line ask me, "What are you having.... a girl oh thats nice... are you going natural or having an epidural... well i had my two kids natural and let me tell you having a child natural is way less painful than having someone stick some huge needle in your back so you better rethink what your doing."  She was a very large lady, and Arch, of course couldn't help himself said..."she probably could have had you natural and not felt a thing, it would be just like taking a big dump."  But really like its any of her business... and what did she think i would say... your right, i'll go natural now that you said i should.  CRAZY!!!  There are some crazy people in this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...as my time comes to a close...well it seems like this next four weeks will feel longer than the whole 9 months i've been pregnant.... but even so, as it comes to a close, I'm getting so anxious and excited to see what Arch and I have created, to see what she looks like, to see if her movements and her personality that we have come to know in my belly will be the same when she's out in the world.  I'm getting more and more nervous to be a parent way more than I am about the whole labor and giving birth part, which up until a few weeks ago was the other way around.  Its just weird to think that one day in about four weeks I will be responsible for a child, a whole life, a small 7 pound little body and I have to just know what to do with it!  No classes, no training... nothing... just heres your baby--- good luck!  Wow isn't that a scary thought! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary or not, we're so excited and ready for her to come greet us, lets just hope its sooner than later... for the sake of my body, and for the sake of Arch's sanity... it would appear that I'm not much of myself these days! hee hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-356253919388339985?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/356253919388339985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=356253919388339985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/356253919388339985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/356253919388339985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/01/four-more-weeks.html' title='Four more weeks!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-7211039355526100856</id><published>2007-01-17T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T13:35:03.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My belly progression!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOBQapCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcjUsDZUwhI/s1600-h/PDR_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021098209978262562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOBQapCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcjUsDZUwhI/s320/PDR_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GORQapDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OllirPz0WLE/s1600-h/PDR_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021098214273229874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GORQapDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OllirPz0WLE/s320/PDR_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GORQapEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ClZY31hCW40/s1600-h/PDR_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021098214273229890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GORQapEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ClZY31hCW40/s320/PDR_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOhQapFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CREElsFyXYo/s1600-h/2543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021098218568197202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOhQapFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CREElsFyXYo/s320/2543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOxQapGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LgoVlE7wFOg/s1600-h/2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021098222863164514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOxQapGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/LgoVlE7wFOg/s320/2574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i thought i would put up some pictures of the whole process of my pregnancy, I don't have very great pictures... we have just been awful about taking them! So anyway, these are just some pictures through out the last 8 months!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pregnancy has been fairly easy, well the first four months were awful, i was in bed all day everyday, and then the next three months were awesome, i had energy, i went substituting almost everyday, and then every since i hit 10 weeks left, i have been in a lot of pain.... lots and lots of back pain, oh and heartburn, oh and i have to pee every 30 minutes, no joke, oh and I can't pick up my legs very well anymore, but other than that its been great! I really do enjoy being pregnant, its been so fun to see her move around in my belly. She has just started making these ginormous movements, that move my entire belly, sometimes it looks like she is going to split open my skin and come right out! Its crazy to see body parts poke out, like elbows or heels, or her little bum... i just can't wait till she comes out so i can see what all those little parts look like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are getting a new camera soon, its supposed to be coming in the mail any day now... so hopefully that will motivate me to take more pictures. We just finished painting and decorating our house, so once that camera gets here I'll take a ton and show you all the work we've been doing! I just love my house now!&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/3046754985617200608-7211039355526100856?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/7211039355526100856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=7211039355526100856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7211039355526100856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/7211039355526100856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-i-thought-i-would-put-up-some.html' title='My belly progression!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/Ra6GOBQapCI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wcjUsDZUwhI/s72-c/PDR_0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046754985617200608.post-2800490350521621788</id><published>2007-01-07T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:33:33.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it goes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RaFx0lGCNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xq7VmKHDAHY/s1600-h/PDR_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017416607992002050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RaFx0lGCNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xq7VmKHDAHY/s320/PDR_0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I think its about time we started one of these things! Everyone and their dog seems to have one, and they are quite handy when there just isn't time for calling on the phone. So brace yourselves, i have no idea how to use this, and probably will be horrible at updating it, but hey I can always try it right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us at Halloween, no we don't normally dress like that, and those are fake tatoos! We had a big halloween party again this year, Arch was a biker dude and I was his knocked up biker chic! This is me about five months along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046754985617200608-2800490350521621788?l=archandshan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/feeds/2800490350521621788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046754985617200608&amp;postID=2800490350521621788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2800490350521621788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046754985617200608/posts/default/2800490350521621788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archandshan.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-it-goes.html' title='Here it goes!'/><author><name>Shantay*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00048571317258156646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/SbdY6kujooI/AAAAAAAAA6E/eO7vz7y9Hg8/S220/13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5xZGgt7tlE/RaFx0lGCNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xq7VmKHDAHY/s72-c/PDR_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
