<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642</id><updated>2009-11-15T08:26:01.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owens Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>265</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-1130978453955350755</id><published>2009-11-14T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:45:49.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-Cz6V3z-I/AAAAAAAABic/o5SqMVAZjng/s1600-h/family+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404181906213818338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-Cz6V3z-I/AAAAAAAABic/o5SqMVAZjng/s320/family+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had around 50 people in my house, a near anxiety attack, and pulled off a HUGE surprise party for my father in law Mike. It was great! He was so surprised. Didn't catch on at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had guests from all over Indiana, as well as Alabama Ohio,and Kentucky! I know he will never forget this. Very cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had a great 60th Birthday, Mike!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404181903365525426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-CzvuyT7I/AAAAAAAABiU/hp47Kpjkxa4/s320/family+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Surprised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404181910485113058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-C0KQOmOI/AAAAAAAABik/c3eUpHrwpOo/s320/family+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting new cousin Drake. He is just 2 1/2 wks older than Leah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404181914283183842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-C0YZwjuI/AAAAAAAABis/f24H_YQmChM/s320/family+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and all his siblings minus Ross. Yes, there were 8 kids in his family. How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404184929066447858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-Fj3WGc_I/AAAAAAAABjE/UhOyNk8Qy9c/s320/family+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ridgers came to visit again!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404184926759490594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-FjuwFFCI/AAAAAAAABi8/BO3OJgfxcEY/s320/family+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sweet Ayla with her allergy nose.  I love fall! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404184916394555618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-FjII4uOI/AAAAAAAABi0/ylq2evdA8vw/s320/family+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunt Julie was a Huge help this weekend.  My party planner in crime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now that my choas is over I will definitely update you with all the finished projects in our home! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-1130978453955350755?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1130978453955350755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=1130978453955350755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1130978453955350755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1130978453955350755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Sv-Cz6V3z-I/AAAAAAAABic/o5SqMVAZjng/s72-c/family+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-3948484554788229578</id><published>2009-11-13T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:27:44.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Down</title><content type='html'>We have been a little too busy around our house.  Too rushed, preoccupied, project oriented.... busy.  Soon I will unfold the main reason &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; we have been caught up in all things home related.  But, until then I just want you to know, I am SO ready to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had many times in my life felt that certain situations were prompts for me to stop and reconnect.  These times remind me of what is most important.  My relationship with my Heavenly Father and my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night started normal for us.  Dance practice, quick dinner, home projects, etc.  Bedtime however is a constant in our house.  We have our routine for both of our girls and it is probably the best family time we get.  Once bedtime rolled around we dropped our stuff and went up.  Unfortunately the 'hurriedness' was still there.  Daddy miss-stepped and crashed into the exersaucer with Leah in hand.  Leah slid out of his arms and went head first into the window molding and drywall.  It was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through her cries I tried to examine her as a nurse and not as a Mommy.  She had a large abrasion on her head, but not open.  Her limbs were limp and her cries were quieting.  A couple points in time I watched her little eyes rolls back as if she was about to lose consciousness.  OH MY.  I scooped her back up and off we sped to the ER.  Jeff was crushed.  I almost think it hurt him more than it did her.  I stayed in the back to keep her awake in the car.  We got her in quickly and every minute we were there she was acting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we saw the ER doc she was great, just hungry.  He was impressed by her signing for milk at her age.  That's my girl.  One CT scan later and we were out with one healthy baby, 2 scared parents, and a major need for slowing down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-3948484554788229578?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3948484554788229578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=3948484554788229578' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3948484554788229578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3948484554788229578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/slow-down.html' title='Slow Down'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-4062049234857799978</id><published>2009-11-12T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:38:20.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much</title><content type='html'>I have so much to say and so little time to express it.  Really.  Its currently 12:33am as Im typing.  I need to brush my teeth and go to bed with my hub.  However, will Leah be up to eat as soon as my head hits the pillow?  If I stay up late writing out all my deepest thoughts on this week's happenings would she stay asleep sound?  Yes.  I believe she would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, of all the countless events, traumas, whathaveyous- that need out of my head.  I will go find my toothbrush and my pillow.  And pray to catch a few minutes of peace (and Thank our good Lord for guiding us through this week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-4062049234857799978?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4062049234857799978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=4062049234857799978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4062049234857799978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4062049234857799978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-much.html' title='So Much'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-1378369870971607331</id><published>2009-11-09T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:32:57.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayla Joy: 2 1/2 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0teI8-iI/AAAAAAAABg8/eiqmfZ_j2uY/s1600-h/holidays09+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402196077564459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0teI8-iI/AAAAAAAABg8/eiqmfZ_j2uY/s320/holidays09+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My firstborn is turning 2 1/2. Why am I having such a hard time wrapping myself around that? She seems so big, yet so small. We think she is so smart and perfect for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighs 29.6 lbs. Height around 36 in.&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;Ayla at 2 1/2 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's shy and cautious by nature. We knew that from very early on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402196084687939906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0t4rUqUI/AAAAAAAABhE/9egHYQ1I7Yk/s320/fun+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She is silly. Loves to dance, laugh, tumble &amp;amp; sing. I try to make time to nuture all the sides to her. We love to sing- she knows almost all the ABCs and sings "Twinkle Twinkle" confidently. Could do somersault since 18mo now working on tables and crab walks. Tutu time is also still a fave around here. I can't wait til she can be in Miss Britty's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402196067283061506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0s31rSwI/AAAAAAAABgs/JUGCGpcf-V8/s320/ayla09-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is starting to be more independent. Has "selective listening" at times ha. Helps dress herself, Prays at bedtime, Harder to get to capture her smile on camera. Cooks me at least one meal a day in her playroom. :)&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_5402200706252807394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh465WQHOI/AAAAAAAABhk/TFBtZ7fpacA/s320/holidays09+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a clear and large vocabulary. I love hearing what she picks up on. My new faves are "No way Ho-hey (jose)" and "Goodness" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves her friends. We look forward to playgroup every week. Asks to call Mere on the phone or what one of her friend's are doing. Recognizes her friends in pictures. If it is some random child on the computer (like when Im reading a blog) if its a boy its Koen, and if its a girl its Mere or Lanie, and if its a girl with no hair its Koen also. Sorry babes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200690035197794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh4587rB2I/AAAAAAAABhU/ZkRdUqXXaIw/s320/playgroup+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves watching movies. Faves are Monster Inc., Elmo, Mickey or anything princess. Tinkerbell is big at our house right now. A movie can sit and capture her attention for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is a fantastic BIG sister. She helps with lots of duties.... picking up toys, bringing me diapers, throwing things away, etc. She allows me the time to rock Leah asleep and entertains herself. Kisses Leah all.the.time. Asks "where's Leah" first thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402196073304010658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0tORLr6I/AAAAAAAABg0/VIl0KU-g-vQ/s320/card5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayla isn't the best eater right now. But has her fave foods.... bread, peas, cheese, spaghetti, salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She takes a vitamin every morning along with Zertec for her nasty allergies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200679246435538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh45UvblNI/AAAAAAAABhM/xd7cuDg_Trg/s320/playgroup+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ayla right eye is half brown-ish green and half blue. It is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asks alot of questions.  Not too eager to sit down and learn.  But Loves to read!  Can count to 14- may omit a few &lt;em&gt;unneccessary&lt;/em&gt; numbers. ha&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;Easy to redirect or discipline. Though has her fits like the rest of the toddlers in this world. I cant tell she will want to please her parents. She doesn't like to be "in trouble" and understands a warning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402200699061859186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh46ejy83I/AAAAAAAABhc/hncrmkzBmzI/s320/fun+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ayla so sweet. Loves to cuddle, hug, hold hands, and just &lt;em&gt;be &lt;/em&gt;with the ones she loves. I love this about her. My tenderhearted 2 1/2 year old. Time has gone by so fast. I will try to cherish every moment we have together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy 2 1/2 years My Ayla. I love you and hear is to many more years to come....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-1378369870971607331?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1378369870971607331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=1378369870971607331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1378369870971607331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1378369870971607331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ayla-joy-2-12-years.html' title='Ayla Joy: 2 1/2 years'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Svh0teI8-iI/AAAAAAAABg8/eiqmfZ_j2uY/s72-c/holidays09+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-2523161065142395232</id><published>2009-11-06T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:12:37.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Sickies &amp; Life</title><content type='html'>Well, I am happy to report we made it through another day.  It definitely helped to read all the love and support from you blog Mommies!  Thanks for that.  Sleep is like chocolate around here... Im definitely craving it.  With a teething baby, sick toddler, and wanting to have a little alone time I haven't found my way into bed too early lately.  But, like I said we are pushing forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayla looked better yesterday.  No more stridor, but cough was still yucky.  And very irritable.  Its hard to hear whining all.day.long.  Honestly, Ayla gets repremanded if she whines for things (usually)  because I think she is old enough to ask for something without crying/throwing a fit for it.  Oh-but yesterday that was the only voice she had and I couldn't scold her.  She looked pittiful.  Im hoping today is a new day.  She is chillin out in bed still.  Cough didn't wake her up near as much as it did before!  So its looking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got some major projects moving on around here.  Working on giving most rooms a fresh coat of paint.  Nothing new, just to refresh.  Our basement is coming along quite nicely.  Sorry I haven't taken a pic of it.  The bathroom project I took on is actually almost done.  Just need touch-ups, pretties on the walls, and Im crackling a cabinet.  Hopefully that will be done this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the sickies are needing to go away now.  We've had our fill.  Time to move on to the next unsuspecting victim!  Praying it won't be any of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-2523161065142395232?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2523161065142395232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=2523161065142395232' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/2523161065142395232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/2523161065142395232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-on-sickies-life.html' title='Update on the Sickies &amp; Life'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-759728861842958999</id><published>2009-11-06T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:00:08.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Parker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yimTFYYI/AAAAAAAABgY/HUpx1rZfipM/s1600-h/fun+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519679473869186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yimTFYYI/AAAAAAAABgY/HUpx1rZfipM/s320/fun+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yiRajYYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/qKAFNfsF1zU/s1600-h/fun+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519673868050818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yiRajYYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/qKAFNfsF1zU/s320/fun+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yh1tMPbI/AAAAAAAABgI/n0TDcu1A1Vo/s1600-h/fun+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519666430033330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yh1tMPbI/AAAAAAAABgI/n0TDcu1A1Vo/s320/fun+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yf87_BoI/AAAAAAAABgA/BZAJOB5msRw/s1600-h/fun+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399519634011391618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yf87_BoI/AAAAAAAABgA/BZAJOB5msRw/s320/fun+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is officially the busiest kid e.v.e.r!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His Mom, my sis-in-law wanted some pics as Christmas gifts for her family.  It was hard.  I always say my photog friends have a BIG job to do.  You guys are awesome!  But, I did get a couple.  It was interesting.  And a work out :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought in honor of my mom's bday she'd like to see some pics of her first grandchild.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS. Happy Birthday to Mimi (my mom). She is the BEST Mama ever, and one of my best friends :) Hope you have a great day Mom! &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/725304676825239642-759728861842958999?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/759728861842958999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=759728861842958999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/759728861842958999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/759728861842958999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/meet-parker.html' title='Meet Parker'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7yimTFYYI/AAAAAAAABgY/HUpx1rZfipM/s72-c/fun+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-950281315002012663</id><published>2009-11-05T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:33:56.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sickies</title><content type='html'>Man I hate when my kids are sick. Even more when I try to do all I can as a mom to protect them. Should I have not taken my girls out for trick or treating? Started vitamin C? Can a toddler take vitamin C? Why don't I know the answer? Oh, I guess its not worth looking back. Let's press forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I still hate when they don't feel good. Pittiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typing this at 9am. Just 3 hrs after returning from the Emergency Room with Ayla. Ayla has had a yucky cough for a couple days. She was swabbed for flu which was negative. She seemed to get worse yesterday. By evening I called my MD personally. We decided to treat her symptoms as if a bit of pneumonia. Which I was comfortable with. One dose of antibx later and off to bed. I spoke with my friend about her symptoms and we thought 'what if'.... what if the swab was wrong? what if her symptoms get worse? what is worse? She reminded me of the few people in Indiana that have recently lost their lives to this awful virus going around. I couldn't get it out of my mind. What IF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stop for a minute and calm the million things floating through my head, I know I do not have control over the outcome. Then I should be comforted by that fact right? No, I am a worrying. I wish I wasn't. As I have gotten older, and I hope wiser, I know how to quiet my fears. But they don't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked on Ayla frequently. She was restless and sounded awful. Her airway was so tight. By 2:30am I brought her into our bed to have Jeff listen to her to see if I was over reacting. Her temp 102.6.  I held my breath, exhaled and said "Im taking her to the ER". Phew. I scooped her up and headed out. Once I got her awake her breathing wasn't as severe and I started to doubt myself. Regardless, we were there from 3-6-- was treated for croup, epi neb and steriod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-950281315002012663?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/950281315002012663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=950281315002012663' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/950281315002012663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/950281315002012663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickies.html' title='The sickies'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-336275642789130554</id><published>2009-11-04T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:24:00.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SmKcp0YI/AAAAAAAABeg/AWIckC0anBA/s1600-h/fun+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399343818856845698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SmKcp0YI/AAAAAAAABeg/AWIckC0anBA/s320/fun+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Sl84EzsI/AAAAAAAABeY/F9TD3piTHFU/s1600-h/fun+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399343815213764290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Sl84EzsI/AAAAAAAABeY/F9TD3piTHFU/s320/fun+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SlifH-CI/AAAAAAAABeQ/sEfgl38opM0/s1600-h/fun+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399343808129792034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SlifH-CI/AAAAAAAABeQ/sEfgl38opM0/s320/fun+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SlJs8VcI/AAAAAAAABeI/iSgy3Rlt7Ns/s1600-h/fun+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399343801476863426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SlJs8VcI/AAAAAAAABeI/iSgy3Rlt7Ns/s320/fun+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, she feels my heart with gladness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS. This weekend Leah started saying Mama, Dada, and Baba. So cute~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She also signs for milk and claps (with closed fists)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another side note- Please say a quick prayer for my lil ones. Ayla started having usual upper respiratory symptoms yesterday with a slight fever. I called the MD, he saw her, and we checked for the flu. It came back negative, however I was not confident the tech swabbed her properly. Maybe its just me and I am a perfectionist as a nurse...? Anyways, I pray that it was truely negative but I don't know if you guys know there are a LOT of false negatives to the swab due to human error. Ok- end of my rank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Story ends that we're here, ok, just want to be with our friends and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not worrying it is more than a simple cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you all are feeling good.&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/725304676825239642-336275642789130554?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/336275642789130554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=336275642789130554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/336275642789130554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/336275642789130554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-blues.html' title='Baby Blues'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5SmKcp0YI/AAAAAAAABeg/AWIckC0anBA/s72-c/fun+132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-5951762121503979916</id><published>2009-11-03T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:28:00.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Double</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7tuKU9kcI/AAAAAAAABf4/39TX4hxm3iY/s1600-h/jackson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399514380565844418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7tuKU9kcI/AAAAAAAABf4/39TX4hxm3iY/s320/jackson1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7tt_qvjwI/AAAAAAAABfw/GPvulYJSRNc/s1600-h/twins3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399514377704410882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7tt_qvjwI/AAAAAAAABfw/GPvulYJSRNc/s320/twins3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7ttobFcQI/AAAAAAAABfo/Gvh-A8uBpjc/s1600-h/noah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399514371464720642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7ttobFcQI/AAAAAAAABfo/Gvh-A8uBpjc/s320/noah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7ttY_FeOI/AAAAAAAABfg/9qHRHsw3cww/s1600-h/fun+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399514367320750306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7ttY_FeOI/AAAAAAAABfg/9qHRHsw3cww/s320/fun+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't adjust your computer screens. Meet Jackson and Noah. These are the two lil men you prayed over last December while in the PICU. Now as you can see they are healthy and thriving little guys. Cute as can be. Very rolly. 10 months old. now. I only wish we could see more of them! Since they live up north I take any chance I can to see them, love on them, snap a few shots to hold on to.... Love you boys!&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/725304676825239642-5951762121503979916?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5951762121503979916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=5951762121503979916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5951762121503979916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5951762121503979916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/seeing-double.html' title='Seeing Double'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su7tuKU9kcI/AAAAAAAABf4/39TX4hxm3iY/s72-c/jackson1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-8975299574235809295</id><published>2009-11-01T19:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:12:43.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Happenings 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z_RXZBAI/AAAAAAAABew/IRbBlcwAdrQ/s1600-h/fun+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351946791945218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z_RXZBAI/AAAAAAAABew/IRbBlcwAdrQ/s320/fun+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, as you saw previously we took a few trips on Friday night. But the "real deal" was Saturday. To be honest, this was our first &lt;em&gt;Real &lt;/em&gt;trick or treating experience with Ayla. I mean, we always visit the family, but I didn't see the point of going door-to-door with a baby who can't eat candy! Well, this year she totally dug it! I wonder how interesting it will be next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lil cousin, Lauren, is 3 (just a 10 mo older than Ayla). Lauren and her twin brothers (10mo old) came into town for Halloween. They played and danced and sang. Once we got them all dressed and out the door the girls were off... knocking on doors, holding hands, and saying "please" and "thank you" to all who gave treats, Leah lost a shoe, no one complained once- except me who was cold. We even met a witch! ha They were &lt;em&gt;nottt &lt;/em&gt;so sure of that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351957050221634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z_3lJ5EI/AAAAAAAABfA/X-NbdIEFofI/s320/fun+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351953678564866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z_rBSfgI/AAAAAAAABe4/qmwGpNbKsJ8/s320/fun+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351941832022738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z--42mtI/AAAAAAAABeo/v61_IcGUrmM/s320/fun+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can't wait to spend more time with them. Come home as soon as you can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few more from rainy Friday Halloween stops. I just love my life, my girls, my hubby. It was a blast! I have been kinda negative, stuck in a rut, super busy, crazy girl lately. Im just ready to slow down. We all have so much to be appreciative of! I just need to realize life isn't going to slow down for me. I just need to move forward because I am apart of all I do for a reason.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399353819204572946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5bsQpWVxI/AAAAAAAABfI/qDlWbJcr3Es/s320/fun+009.JPG" border="0" /&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_5399353834512162850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5btJq9oCI/AAAAAAAABfY/6C0F814ENK8/s320/fun+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399353826652875746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5bssZKa-I/AAAAAAAABfQ/k4cth769c-A/s320/fun+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-8975299574235809295?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8975299574235809295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=8975299574235809295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8975299574235809295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8975299574235809295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-happenings-2009.html' title='Halloween Happenings 2009'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Su5Z_RXZBAI/AAAAAAAABew/IRbBlcwAdrQ/s72-c/fun+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-4781077391753610497</id><published>2009-10-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:26:20.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blowout</title><content type='html'>Ha. Seriously the picture was so sweet. Until you look close and notice &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the blowout&lt;/span&gt;. My two girls were listening to "Twinkle, Twinkle". Ayla's sweet voice echoed over the top. I grabbed my camera so I could take a pic to have as a memory. Then after I picked Leah off the floor for lunch I noticed the "gift" as Tera put it! ha This was a couple weeks ago and I came across it and thought you Ma's would get a kick out of it. The diaper company sure bank, don't they?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We already hit the grandparents tonight. After eating a great dinner at my bro's restaurant. :) That's right. My big bro took over the Country Club in Washington and will be starting fresh and making yummy food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a taste of Leah's first Halloween and Ay's treat-fest (ha)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama's Baby Bees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398583555593962226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuufJBFxgvI/AAAAAAAABdw/WtwBeGXNBQQ/s320/fun+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to the grandparents....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398583568227277138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuufJwJymVI/AAAAAAAABeA/aq3SXmr2dW0/s320/fun+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mamaw &amp;amp; Papaw Owens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398583564184600034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuufJhF8PeI/AAAAAAAABd4/vjAixNiJZ28/s320/fun+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi and Papaw Cosby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots more festivities to come. Thankfully this rain is supposed to pass!! Enjoy &amp;amp; Bee safe!&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/725304676825239642-4781077391753610497?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4781077391753610497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=4781077391753610497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4781077391753610497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4781077391753610497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/blowout.html' title='The Blowout'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuufJBFxgvI/AAAAAAAABdw/WtwBeGXNBQQ/s72-c/fun+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-6699840972664471325</id><published>2009-10-30T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:52:00.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StlAAlYmmVI/AAAAAAAABb4/jQPTxbNQt2g/s1600-h/fun+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393412407532362066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StlAAlYmmVI/AAAAAAAABb4/jQPTxbNQt2g/s320/fun+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone please tell me you get it.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-6699840972664471325?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6699840972664471325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=6699840972664471325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/6699840972664471325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/6699840972664471325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/funny-friday.html' title='Funny Friday'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StlAAlYmmVI/AAAAAAAABb4/jQPTxbNQt2g/s72-c/fun+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-9013841584309564480</id><published>2009-10-28T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:32:39.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playgroup Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuicX3RowxI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dD11HOBKpg/s1600-h/playgroup+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736087192388370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuicX3RowxI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dD11HOBKpg/s320/playgroup+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess its fair to say you will sneak a peak as to what my lil girls are for Halloween. hehe Oh well. As I have told some before, Im not too big on Halloween. Its just for fun. Its either hot or cold in the midwest- so you don't know how to plan. You drive around town with wings sticking out akwardly from the carseat just to get a bunch of candy that you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guiltishly&lt;/span&gt; eat bc &lt;em&gt;you surely don't want your toddler to consume all of that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUNK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Playgroup Snaps.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397733136927315154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuiZsIroVNI/AAAAAAAABdI/H5apULKI7AE/s320/playgroup+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397733144112769394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuiZsjcxqXI/AAAAAAAABdQ/YcJR7D4C6uU/s320/playgroup+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We look forward to playgroup every Wednesday. Gives us Moms a place to vent, laugh, cry, share stories, discuss vaccinations, and sympathize when someone is attacked by a dog. Really. Nearly everyone dressed up this year which was SO cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Bee at playgroup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736096505981794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuicYZ-K62I/AAAAAAAABdo/vFUyzVEHarc/s320/playgroup+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We lost a couple from the group shot. William did not want to sit and Caitlyn was protesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397733149163451506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuiZs2Q89HI/AAAAAAAABdY/G7I2IgmimMg/s320/playgroup+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R to L: Harrison, Riley, Ayla, Leah, Lanie, Noah, Meredith, Benjamin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/725304676825239642-9013841584309564480?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9013841584309564480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=9013841584309564480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/9013841584309564480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/9013841584309564480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/playgroup-halloween.html' title='Playgroup Halloween'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuicX3RowxI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dD11HOBKpg/s72-c/playgroup+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-6394591629282107374</id><published>2009-10-27T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:31:00.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout out!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I picked up a day shift at the hospital.  They have been really busy and that's where my job comes in.  I am fortunate enough to be able to stay home with my girls and fortunate enough to love being a nurse.  Its hard, but my girls always taken precident.  Ultimately, I love staying home with my girls now.  So nursing takes a back burner.  Im totally ok with that.  But, I wanted to give a shout out to all those full-time working Mommies out there.  Wowza it was hard plotting out the time to pack bags, write out schedule, unfreeze milk, fret about me not being there, and then pull two sleeping girls from their beds in the am.  Phew.  You Moms Rock!  I definitely think you don't get enough credit for the two full time jobs you hold!  PS. It was still dark when I got up.... what?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big shout out to Miss Leah.  She can sign for "milk".  Im not sure which Mommy's choose to teach their children how to sign.  But, I KNOW personally it helped grow Ayla's vocabulary early.  Plus, she could tell us what she needed before she could even speak!  How cool is that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says you can't have it all?  We watched our newphews all day on Sunday.  So I was magically turned into a Mom of 4.  Weird.  Those of you who know me, know Id like to have at least four kiddos.  Shout out to me... I know I can do it and survive!  After church I cooked lunch &amp;amp; cleaned while the kids played.  Baked cookies, watched a movie, got the younger two down for a nap.... phew.  I wanted a nap, too.  hehe  Anyways, I know I can do it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bloggy friend Brookeanne gets a BIG shout out for being able to use a sewing machine!  Hello, my name is Courtney and am secretly in love with the thought of being able to use a sewing machine.  Wow.  Glad I got that off my chest.  Off to call my grandma about reading the instruction manual on hers! ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-6394591629282107374?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6394591629282107374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=6394591629282107374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/6394591629282107374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/6394591629282107374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/shout-out.html' title='Shout out!'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-5929232470355318020</id><published>2009-10-27T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:26:49.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuceUiIDNdI/AAAAAAAABc4/5hpwnsd27Bc/s1600-h/leah+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397316016533616082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuceUiIDNdI/AAAAAAAABc4/5hpwnsd27Bc/s320/leah+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah had her 6 month well-baby visit 2 weeks ago today. (I hate being behind!) She is such a great baby. She got lots of ooos and awwws from the people at the office. Even Dr. L commented on how cute she was... and he just doesn't do that! Not in his nature. But, it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it was a good visit. Got alot of questions answered and as always my baby looks good. Right on track....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397316024967589570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuceVBi3bsI/AAAAAAAABdA/dpnBmrmKqLY/s320/leah+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah weighs 15lbs 14 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is 25 1/2 in tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those keep her on the 50% percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397316009609005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuceUIVGC4I/AAAAAAAABcw/ACKlepzCSiQ/s320/leah+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my SIL who let Ay play while we were gone. ;)&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/725304676825239642-5929232470355318020?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5929232470355318020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=5929232470355318020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5929232470355318020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5929232470355318020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-baby.html' title='Well Baby'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuceUiIDNdI/AAAAAAAABc4/5hpwnsd27Bc/s72-c/leah+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-3172323794413140897</id><published>2009-10-22T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:46:43.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDummvaS_I/AAAAAAAABco/4u1GY7C_nm8/s1600-h/ayla09-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395574700591696882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDummvaS_I/AAAAAAAABco/4u1GY7C_nm8/s320/ayla09-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We had our Owens' family photos taken last weekend with the lovely B.Bean. It was frigid and sprinkling. Too bad it wasn't like it was today... ugh. Oh well. The pics turned out awesome. Very happy with them as usual. However due to rain and the fact that Ayla decided not to smile in.one.photo. We didn't get a photo of Ay on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was an impromptu photo shoot to supplement our photos other photos. Ps. Go ahead and check out the ones Britt took, too. They're awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573981292512562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDt8vJHxTI/AAAAAAAABcg/Kl4ITSobHZg/s320/ayla09-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573970753736434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDt8H4ezvI/AAAAAAAABcY/TNGf1uQSD7Y/s320/ayla09-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573964448003746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDt7wZE9qI/AAAAAAAABcQ/FXNpC0pohEw/s320/ayla09-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395573961822871074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDt7mnMniI/AAAAAAAABcI/GgXuUNGuX84/s320/ayla09-2.jpg" border="0" /&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/725304676825239642-3172323794413140897?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3172323794413140897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=3172323794413140897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3172323794413140897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3172323794413140897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-photos.html' title='Fall Photos'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SuDummvaS_I/AAAAAAAABco/4u1GY7C_nm8/s72-c/ayla09-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-3268308050158605591</id><published>2009-10-22T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:14:40.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday: Women are Amazing!</title><content type='html'>Even when we are given obstacles in life.... I KNOW God is there to help us through!  &lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/204_mom-in-coma-gives-birth-to-healthy-baby_10320520.bc?scid=preschooler_20091020:2&amp;amp;pe=2UvfRZy"&gt;This woman&lt;/a&gt;, with the help of the Lord, did the "impossible".  Its quite a sad, but triumphant article.  A testament to self sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"with God all things are possible"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+19:26&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 19:26&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/725304676825239642-3268308050158605591?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3268308050158605591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=3268308050158605591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3268308050158605591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/3268308050158605591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday-women-are-amazing.html' title='Thankful Thursday: Women are Amazing!'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-9068591196771243584</id><published>2009-10-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:00:31.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2009: Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-amMrBdI/AAAAAAAABbQ/_-hMEYJx15Q/s1600-h/fun+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410655404099026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-amMrBdI/AAAAAAAABbQ/_-hMEYJx15Q/s320/fun+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its Leah's turn to tell her side of the tale. She had a great time. Well, at least she looked like she did. She is an amazingly sweet baby. Always happy. I love that about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410695129908658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-c6MCxbI/AAAAAAAABbo/UWRqiDGykag/s320/fun+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didn't seem to mind the chilly, wet fall day. She is my laid back girl.  While her sister remains my drama queen.  Its cool watching the similarities and differences arise.  She sure is a hambone for the camera though. I guess as much as she's seen that black box in front of my face its the norm. Speaking of which, I love my camera.... love my pics in raw form, but Id like to get my hands on a good editing tool bc its awesome having a crisp editted picture. When I have the time to edit that is!  Any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410682176790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-cJ7x4OI/AAAAAAAABbg/_pHmeGUQhKw/s320/fun+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;What a cool experience it was remembering at how I placed Ayla in the pumpkins a couple years ago. It was Halloween and she was just starting to sit up then. She didn't seem much impressed.  Leah, however, just took it all in.  And had the enjoyment of watching Ay run around. Something that was so cool for Mommy to see too. BOTH my girls out there.... woah.  I think Leah watches Ayla and thinks she can't wait to do that.  She kicks her legs and squeals in delight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410705584439186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-dhImP5I/AAAAAAAABbw/t0nU75d8_-s/s320/fun+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410670054221778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-bcxiJ9I/AAAAAAAABbY/dwrTeRMJPM0/s320/fun+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sometimes it just hits me like a ton of bricks... I.am.blessed.period.&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/725304676825239642-9068591196771243584?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9068591196771243584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=9068591196771243584' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/9068591196771243584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/9068591196771243584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-2009-part-2.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2009: Part 2'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk-amMrBdI/AAAAAAAABbQ/_-hMEYJx15Q/s72-c/fun+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-5856196885311627571</id><published>2009-10-16T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:36:51.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2009: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk6qqcsPpI/AAAAAAAABa4/S0sKZLDYhwI/s1600-h/fun+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393406533376425618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk6qqcsPpI/AAAAAAAABa4/S0sKZLDYhwI/s320/fun+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It just isn't fall without a trip (or two) to the pumpkin patch. Oh, how I love pumpkins and mums on my porch. Though it seems as if I kill just about &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; mum I come in contact with. Grr. Doesn't matter as long as I keep growing my lil garden of girls.... I will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393404766511328738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk5D0XObeI/AAAAAAAABaY/ZE4tkoH_n38/s320/fun+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can obviously see her excitement as Daddy is bringing her own to hold. Oh yes. Unfortunately, we did not leave with any today. We got there right before closing yet it was closed. I guess they thought who would Really want to get out in the rain to get pumpkins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393404791343607426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk5FQ3s7oI/AAAAAAAABao/Wvt5UFmed38/s320/fun+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is Ay's third year at the pumpkin patch. She loves it. Actually, when we come in the spring for flowers she asks where the &lt;em&gt;pun-kins&lt;/em&gt; are. Today was much different than I remember last year. Actually last year at this time it was warm enough to still be in short sleeves- and distinctively remember dressing her in a long sleeve shirt because it was &lt;em&gt;more fall-ish&lt;/em&gt;. We didn't have to worry about that today. It was cold &amp;amp; drizzley. If she wasn't so cute we probably would have put it off. But, as soon as Jeff walked in the door she ran into his arms exclaiming "Punkins Daddy!" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393406542761690034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk6rNaUA7I/AAAAAAAABbA/pI0zi5-wXFs/s320/random+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayla 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393406551698855906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk6rutGV-I/AAAAAAAABbI/zSR9dgcYoTE/s320/fall+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ayla 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(I swear she had the time of her life!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She seems so big this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393404806562450370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk5GJkKC8I/AAAAAAAABaw/C_VSKPTHmuw/s320/fun+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually. She IS so big this year. Please excuse how Im holding Ayla. HA My hub didn't tell me how this looked and I was trying to avoid a pumpkin avalanche! The things you do for a photo op?&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/725304676825239642-5856196885311627571?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5856196885311627571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=5856196885311627571' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5856196885311627571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/5856196885311627571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-2009-part-1.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2009: Part 1'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Stk6qqcsPpI/AAAAAAAABa4/S0sKZLDYhwI/s72-c/fun+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-670115281450294222</id><published>2009-10-14T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:19:54.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday: Rememberance &amp; Leah is 6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SteEXJI-2lI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vNHjDHpDDtM/s1600-h/Leah%27s+arrival+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392924611924908626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SteEXJI-2lI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vNHjDHpDDtM/s320/Leah%27s+arrival+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today my littlest turns half a year old. That seems so monumentous for us! Half a year has gone by since I sat on that bed, felt her kick inside me and listened to her take her first breath. She was so perfect and swollen. She made this sweet noise that made the entire room stop in awe... a bit like a baby kitten. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392924620044205234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SteEXnYxfLI/AAAAAAAABaE/1AS0At8FMDY/s320/Leah%27s+arrival+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392924629416762850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SteEYKTXXeI/AAAAAAAABaM/eRcwBCKlw_Y/s320/Leah%27s+arrival+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that same baby I fell in love with 6 months later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sits on her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;laughs All.the.time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves kids and studies their every move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still very much attached to Mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nursing most of the day + 2 bottles and solids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;has eaten rice &amp;amp; oatmeal cereals, apples, sweet potatoes, &amp;amp; green beans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StaBw3lw5fI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ps63zeYftlU/s1600-h/the+girls+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392640280378795506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StaBw3lw5fI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ps63zeYftlU/s320/the+girls+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gets herself in the weirdest positions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;scoots and rolls all over, not content to stay in the same place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;has two front bottom teeth and working on more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing sizes 3-6mo-6mo, size 2 diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its cold so Mama likes to put her in legwarmers &amp;amp; tights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reaching out to be held.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passing objects from hand to hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;called by many names from Mama- Hope, Hope-e, Ladybug, Lee-bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StaBwCwHG3I/AAAAAAAABZs/dvELaG9SQag/s1600-h/the+girls+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392640266195114866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StaBwCwHG3I/AAAAAAAABZs/dvELaG9SQag/s320/the+girls+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you ladybug. You are such a joy in our lives. I can't wait to see the kind of woman you will become :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was reading that today is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pregnancy_and_Infant_Loss_Remembrance_Day"&gt;Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt;. I feel so absolutely blessed every day to see my two sweet girls thriving. I don't talk much about this, but I was greatly affected by a friend's loss during my pregnancy with Leah. Like many of you blogging Mommies out there we all grew to know and love Andon. I know one day I will meet him and hold him. Until that day, Chelsa know that I think about you and A often. Baby Corbin is so lucky to have you and his two older bros to look after him. You are SO strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-670115281450294222?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/670115281450294222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=670115281450294222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/670115281450294222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/670115281450294222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday-rememberance-leah-is.html' title='Thankful Thursday: Rememberance &amp; Leah is 6 Months'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/SteEXJI-2lI/AAAAAAAABZ8/vNHjDHpDDtM/s72-c/Leah%27s+arrival+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-8720443973538321459</id><published>2009-10-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:54:01.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it nice to be a kid....</title><content type='html'>To make crafts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392637622644208402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StZ_WKwdcxI/AAAAAAAABZU/L3gu8uY93qs/s320/the+girls+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To nap any time you want (or don't want)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392637646196376866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StZ_XifvBSI/AAAAAAAABZk/BzQ6OLxD91w/s320/the+girls+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To LOL or laugh out loud for you non-texters....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392637633012291634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StZ_WxYZ2DI/AAAAAAAABZc/2EukaBRDEA4/s320/the+girls+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For impromptu photo ops and look good without makeup (I seriously need makeup!)....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392637609105903954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StZ_VYUrUVI/AAAAAAAABZM/5-dyIvUFYrA/s320/the+girls+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-8720443973538321459?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8720443973538321459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=8720443973538321459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8720443973538321459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8720443973538321459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/isnt-it-nice-to-be-kid.html' title='Isn&apos;t it nice to be a kid....'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/StZ_WKwdcxI/AAAAAAAABZU/L3gu8uY93qs/s72-c/the+girls+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-1079049592653074580</id><published>2009-10-13T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:41:53.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I should really update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sad I haven't taken pictures of my girls in a while. And by a while I mean, like a week. Hopefully that will change shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house has stayed consistantly, &lt;em&gt;somewhat &lt;/em&gt;clean for about a week. It helped getting a new look and more storage in my living room. Maybe I'll show that off sometime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried holding my friends newest addition yesterday.  At only 7 hrs fresh she was so buttery soft, quiet, and perfect.  I don't know if it was her sweet chubby cheeks that reminded me of my Leah.  But, she was lovely.  Congrats again Rainey's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in constant project mode. By that I mean, I always want to do a project. That by &lt;strong&gt;no means&lt;/strong&gt; translates to projects getting completed or even started. I just ripped off all the wallpaper in our basement bath. It is a Huge bathroom. And the only room we haven't touched since the move. I am motivated to finish this project and in a short amount of time. Just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a tizy lately about my kiddos getting sick. Blame it on hearing the new (and young) cases of H1N1 in our neck of the woods. A little too close for comfort. I have holed us up for the most part. Don't like taking them out to Wally anymore- its too gross. Which is why I have been seen doing my grocery shopping at 9pm lately. Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah has officially became a problem sleeper. I know in my heart she really isn't. I keep telling Jeff that "I just know something is off". Is she sick? Teething? Needs more solids? Less solids? The problem is Mommy fixes everything. Maybe that's not a problem, but its tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ayla spent the night at my parents house for the first time&lt;strong&gt; ever&lt;/strong&gt; last weekend and had a Blast! She keeps talking about it... so cute. I don't know why its never happened before? We've stayed away from her multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a funny blog yesterday about children's cartoons and how ridiculous they are. Seriously? Has anyone ever seen Max &amp;amp; Ruby, Jungle Junction, etc. Woah. I actually don't mind watching some select gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im mad because the place I ordered Ay's awesome halloween costume from is mysteriously 'refunded' me. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop. And this is a problem. Because you know that require money. Though everytime I think I have enough clothes for the girls I can't find anything I want them to wear, or get dirty, yet. Ha. Then there is home decor. Ladies, I have lived here for a year and have Very, very little on my walls. I must change this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking we should get out of our pajamas and do something. Maybe not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-1079049592653074580?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1079049592653074580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=1079049592653074580' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1079049592653074580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/1079049592653074580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-4202190647579932388</id><published>2009-10-09T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:31:56.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup-er Friday</title><content type='html'>Soup-er Friday's have been fun. I have filed away a lot of your recipes and can't wait to fill up on soups and other fun fall foods. I have been trying to think of things we like to make and do in the fall... not Just soups. I defintely break out my crock pot more in the fall than any other month. It is such a handy tool. I remember my daddy bought me my first crock pot for college so I could make roast. My dad is an awesome cook. Though he doesnt like to admit it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, crock pots are handy. It makes cooking and cleaning up easy. Plus, it makes my house smell lovely!  I like to throw chicken or pork in with bbq sauce for the most tender bbq, roast and vegis, soups- like Chelsa's vegi from last week, and this recipe is jewel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranch House Pork Chops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM. Tender. Easy. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-6 Pork Chops&lt;br /&gt;1 pkt Ranch seasoning (like for dressings, etc)&lt;br /&gt;1 can crm chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix Ranch &amp;amp; soup together. Pour over top of chops. Cook on High 5 hrs or Low 7 hrs. Set it and Forget it. HA I have always wanted to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=courtneyowens&amp;postid=09Oct2009"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/graphic.php?owner=courtneyowens&amp;postid=09Oct2009"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to link up to add or view recipes. Happy Fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-4202190647579932388?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4202190647579932388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=4202190647579932388' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4202190647579932388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/4202190647579932388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/soup-er-friday.html' title='Soup-er Friday'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-8042922437530529992</id><published>2009-10-08T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:39:06.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>First off, like most Thursdays I thank the Lord for the health of my children. Though I wish I got more sleep. I know the culprit. Tooth #2. Appeared Oct 7, just mearly 11 days after the first. I think she'll be like her big sis and have a mouthful of pearly whites early. And that makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night my family and I went out to church to set up for our coat drive. We are taking part in the Bundle Up program, partnering with many area churches to coat children in Daviess Co. Soooo cool. Ayla noticed a couple of her hats from her closet were in the basket to donate. She did not like this or understand this ONE BIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a talk about the children who are cold and don't have hats like us. She was puzzled as to why their were kids who didn't have them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390299962813865298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Ss4xQdRSXVI/AAAAAAAABY0/VKhPP3KXYsw/s320/random+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We are a nation of spoiled people, you know. Me WAY definitely included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah wanted to show Ayla how to do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390299972790958258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Ss4xRCcAuLI/AAAAAAAABY8/YCjDs1_6pew/s320/random+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ayla finally decided to give her hat. I wasn't going to make her, but wanted her to do it. I hope to be able to show all our children no matter their age how to have a giving heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390299985840065378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Ss4xRzDKS2I/AAAAAAAABZE/jWz1ieOqgaM/s320/random+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He who is kind to the poor lends to the LORD, and he will reward him for what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;       Proverbs 19:17 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-8042922437530529992?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8042922437530529992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=8042922437530529992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8042922437530529992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8042922437530529992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JasMgBX_aoM/Ss4xQdRSXVI/AAAAAAAABY0/VKhPP3KXYsw/s72-c/random+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725304676825239642.post-8778438521154988528</id><published>2009-10-08T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:22:27.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>My grandmother called me today with some news.  She recieved a phone call from a brother whom she had not had contact with in nearly 25 years.  To be honest, I didn't even know she had a brother.  How awesome it was for them to finally reconnect!  However, the phone call came with news... he has bladder cancer.  Eddie (the brother) has already undergone partial bladder removal and is getting ready to get chemotherapy.  He asked if she could help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how hard of a phone call that was for him and for my grandma.  I wish she was close so I could hug her and encourage her to continue to reconnect with him.  She (and Eddie) both live in Florida.  She called to see if I could spread a prayer request far and wide for Eddie.  &lt;em&gt;Now that&lt;/em&gt; I can do.  Id like to ask everyone who sees this to cover both my grandma and her brother in prayer.  That they can feel peace together and comfort in knowing they have each other no matter what happened many years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725304676825239642-8778438521154988528?l=owensblessedlife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8778438521154988528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725304676825239642&amp;postID=8778438521154988528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8778438521154988528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725304676825239642/posts/default/8778438521154988528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://owensblessedlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Courtney, Jeff, Ayla &amp;amp; Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14782187870802332084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16496090690231062135'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>