<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943</id><updated>2011-09-09T08:25:33.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Whittaker Kid</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog created to follow the life of my sweet munchkins- little miss Eva Beth and little man Kellan James</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5269518978410854615</id><published>2010-12-12T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:48:23.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TQWJGBS7j9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/AlKOfv4XoY8/s1600/Picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TQWJGBS7j9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/AlKOfv4XoY8/s320/Picture.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you scroll through the blog and take a trip down memory lane you'll see the progression of our trips to visit Santa. Eva slept through her 1st, screamed through her 2nd and today was in complete awe. Kellan is turning out to be just like sis. This picture proves it. My hope is then that next year I have 2 kids equally as intrigued. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Tis the Season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5269518978410854615?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5269518978410854615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5269518978410854615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5269518978410854615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5269518978410854615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/12/ho-ho-ho-merry-christmas.html' title='Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TQWJGBS7j9I/AAAAAAAAB5M/AlKOfv4XoY8/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5507607623320694914</id><published>2010-11-26T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:43:50.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Morning</title><content type='html'>A mom could get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After starting my morning cuddled up with Kellan watching cartoons.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_UyKejI5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/EihWboQv5kI/s1600/IMG_2092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_UyKejI5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/EihWboQv5kI/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had breakfast and did some housecleaning from yesterday's fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While I thought I'd take advantage of some quiet time to obviously catch up on the blog, I look over to see the sweetest thing. Sesame Street is on but they could care less, my sweet kids are wonderfully reading to each other. I wish I'd gotten video of their voices... while Kellan's is still more of a squeal, Eva is reading her Elmo book and doing exactly what it says "touch your eye, touch your nose...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next up on our day off is showers and Target then lunch with Dad (since he has to work). I am loving this quiet day with my kiddos and could definitely get used to it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_U2U7foHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/7RxpRUERO8s/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_U2U7foHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/7RxpRUERO8s/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5507607623320694914?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5507607623320694914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5507607623320694914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5507607623320694914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5507607623320694914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-morning.html' title='Perfect Morning'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_UyKejI5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/EihWboQv5kI/s72-c/IMG_2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8040731029866773479</id><published>2010-11-26T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:36:07.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble Gobble.... Happy Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The two cutest little people in the whole world are what I am most Thankful for this year. Jon and I couldnt be more blessed to have such great kids! After two thanksgiving of newborns it was super nice to enjoy the holiday with toddlers. Amazing what a difference a year makes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SMT5ksvI/AAAAAAAAB44/CWJRCMoRr20/s1600/IMG_2064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SMT5ksvI/AAAAAAAAB44/CWJRCMoRr20/s320/IMG_2064.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little Sunshine Preschool had a parent/child Thanksgiving Lunch that was too cute. 12 kids around the table very confused why there were 20 adults sitting on the floor by them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SG5pZ8CI/AAAAAAAAB40/kW6q8dDszZo/s1600/IMG_2080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SG5pZ8CI/AAAAAAAAB40/kW6q8dDszZo/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SQvKu0VI/AAAAAAAAB48/zu7CEJYqsUk/s1600/IMG_2082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SQvKu0VI/AAAAAAAAB48/zu7CEJYqsUk/s320/IMG_2082.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SU1F0mAI/AAAAAAAAB5A/QSvU13VVyek/s1600/IMG_2083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SU1F0mAI/AAAAAAAAB5A/QSvU13VVyek/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all a wonderful week of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8040731029866773479?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8040731029866773479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8040731029866773479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8040731029866773479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8040731029866773479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/11/gobble-gobble-happy-turkey-day.html' title='Gobble Gobble.... Happy Turkey Day'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_SMT5ksvI/AAAAAAAAB44/CWJRCMoRr20/s72-c/IMG_2064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4399210917955256988</id><published>2010-11-26T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:27:47.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am constantly reminded of how my little girl is growing into such a little lady. She is my joy and my heart and just had to show off some of her 'big girl' pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_QcpBXkFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/u51o3Bf5JTE/s1600/IMG_2073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_QcpBXkFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/u51o3Bf5JTE/s320/IMG_2073.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva ready to go shopping.... what you dont see here is 2 seconds later she went and grabbed my little coach wallet that has a strap, put it on her wrist and said 'lets rock n roll'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_QfDiIrRI/AAAAAAAAB4o/JtN2RNGsr9A/s1600/IMG_2078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_QfDiIrRI/AAAAAAAAB4o/JtN2RNGsr9A/s320/IMG_2078.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's been really into 'mommy's helper' as well. So the other night we busted out some Nestle Tollhouse cookies and went to town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_Qo45DF6I/AAAAAAAAB4s/IxgCxY8Fw1c/s1600/IMG_2001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_Qo45DF6I/AAAAAAAAB4s/IxgCxY8Fw1c/s320/IMG_2001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing on our ottoman is her fav. This has become her stage but this day she insisted on having her red shoes (which she wore when she was Dorothy for Halloween) and her purse that has a little stuffed puppy. What more could a girl want??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_Q2CdY2II/AAAAAAAAB4w/ZpKmLcBo-rc/s1600/IMG_2007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_Q2CdY2II/AAAAAAAAB4w/ZpKmLcBo-rc/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this one warms my heart. Her first big girl nightgown. We let her pick out whatever she wanted for being so good at Target and a Minnie Mouse nightgown was the choice. For any of you who know my aversion to licensed clothing you'll know this is huge for me. But how can you resist this girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4399210917955256988?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4399210917955256988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4399210917955256988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4399210917955256988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4399210917955256988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-little-lady.html' title='My Little Lady'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_QcpBXkFI/AAAAAAAAB4k/u51o3Bf5JTE/s72-c/IMG_2073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2406028291508018254</id><published>2010-11-26T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:04:46.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First time for everything.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LbXazN8I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/-gxgn1Gqsa4/s1600/IMG_2015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LbXazN8I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/-gxgn1Gqsa4/s320/IMG_2015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our first ER trip happened on 11/8/10. Eva came home from school and was fine but just fussy.... typical two year old one would think. After our dinner/bathtime routine, Jon was putting on her PJ's and called me into the living room. Not just a 'hey can you come in here' call but a 'something is wrong, hurry' call. Thats when we both noticed two orange 'somethings' in Eva's nose. I tried the hospital booger sucker (you all know what I am talking about) and to no avail, i threw a jacket on E, shoes on me and off we went. I called the pediatricians office who agreed going to the ER was the right course of action. I must say, I am impressed with how calm I was through it all. Jon stayed back and put Kellan down to bed but he was a mess texting me for updates the whole time :-) Too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LjrZZ1gI/AAAAAAAAB4U/JHGBTB1z92E/s1600/IMG_2019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LjrZZ1gI/AAAAAAAAB4U/JHGBTB1z92E/s320/IMG_2019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LrZ_5ffI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/z5x9VbQPX8Q/s1600/IMG_2020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LrZ_5ffI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/z5x9VbQPX8Q/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to Washington regional the real fun began. Eva was quite the hit with the nurses.... being super good and so much fun. Other than what felt like the longest wait of my life, all went well. After a small vacuum was the tool of choice to remove the objects we were able to quickly confirm that two small berries off a wreath at school were the culprits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LzM9VaEI/AAAAAAAAB4c/4eQiGNHqO_A/s1600/IMG_2032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LzM9VaEI/AAAAAAAAB4c/4eQiGNHqO_A/s320/IMG_2032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home and both crashed at 11pm. the next morning at school was funny as I got to describe the event to all the teachers at her preschool. Thankfully they promptly removed all wreaths and decor that had said berries and Eva had a great day.... and Mom and dad have a funny story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_L5n5edWI/AAAAAAAAB4g/jgKwZ9F4VdE/s1600/IMG_2031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_L5n5edWI/AAAAAAAAB4g/jgKwZ9F4VdE/s320/IMG_2031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2406028291508018254?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2406028291508018254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2406028291508018254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2406028291508018254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2406028291508018254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-time-for-everything.html' title='First time for everything.....'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TO_LbXazN8I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/-gxgn1Gqsa4/s72-c/IMG_2015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5540584802759861919</id><published>2010-11-02T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:16:04.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Time Flies When You're Having Fun'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the past few weeks/months, Jon has reminded me I havent updated the blog since Fathers Day... I almost didnt believe him and then I thought about everything that's been going on in our lives since then and it unfortunately made sense. So for the few of you who followed the blog for kiddo updates, I send my sincere apologies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to that point I am just going to put it out there.... there is no way I could adequately update you all on June 21st - November 2nd.... But I will, once again, recommit myself to better and more frequent updates moving forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... here goes the latest post....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC34l_encI/AAAAAAAAB4I/rbTC72PQBvQ/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC34l_encI/AAAAAAAAB4I/rbTC72PQBvQ/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saying 'times flies when you're having fun' is no exception for the Whittakers. Its hard to believe that just last week we celebrated Eva's 2nd and Kellan's 1st birthdays! I thank my lucky stars for the amazing kids they have become and that Jon and I successfully kept our sanity through what everyone told us would be the 'hard part' of having two kids so close together. While the blog suffered a bit, I must say that may be it. Yeah we dont all travel together much and maybe we dont eat out much anymore, but thats about it. Life has continued, I have been fortunate to still travel with my job, Jon always steps in as 'mom' when need be, Eva is a ball of energy, talking up a storm and fully embracing her two -year old self. Kellan, what can I say.... for all of life's many surprises, he could very well be the best one ever. He's the sweetest, cutest little man. He wakes up excited to be alive, loves giving hugs, waves, saying Dada, Momma, Ball and points at what he wants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC3dSy0B1I/AAAAAAAAB4A/osRzFh7tfeQ/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC3dSy0B1I/AAAAAAAAB4A/osRzFh7tfeQ/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of last week we can say we're off formula, out of 'baby clothes' in most stores and have two forward facing car seats. We celebrated their milestone birthdays at the same pumpkin patch we did for Eva but with sunshine and more friends than we could ask for. We are 'that' family at a restaurant apologizing for the mess, our living room looks like a toys r us. We snuggle up and read Dr. Seuss and Goodnight Moon more than we ever imagined and go through 2-3 gallons of milk a week... my Tahoe has more crayons, goldfish and DVD's that I thought it could ever hold....but you know what.... I wouldnt have life any different than it is right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC4K44YSWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Y0njaBKAdcQ/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC4K44YSWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Y0njaBKAdcQ/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if time keeps flying by, these 4 Whittakers will just keep having that much more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC3uiPu4RI/AAAAAAAAB4E/-KtbZA1KP-k/s1600/DSC_0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC3uiPu4RI/AAAAAAAAB4E/-KtbZA1KP-k/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5540584802759861919?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5540584802759861919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5540584802759861919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5540584802759861919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5540584802759861919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html' title='&apos;Time Flies When You&apos;re Having Fun&apos;'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TNC34l_encI/AAAAAAAAB4I/rbTC72PQBvQ/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4062912256352379965</id><published>2010-06-20T21:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:26:26.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Best Daddy in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TB7MRbkHm7I/AAAAAAAAB3s/mRfwgvxCRAY/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TB7MRbkHm7I/AAAAAAAAB3s/mRfwgvxCRAY/s320/photo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing makes this mom's life better than a father who is as great as this one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are no words to describe how our kids look at you. Everyday I see admiration, unconditional love and joy in their eyes. The words Daddy warm my heart as much as I know they do yours and thank the Lord daily that you are the other half to this parenting duo. The sacrifices you've made, the support you give us all and the dedication to being the best husband and daddy ever make me love you more and more!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you always remember&amp;nbsp;you are our hero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Father's Day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva, Kellan and Amanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4062912256352379965?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4062912256352379965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4062912256352379965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4062912256352379965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4062912256352379965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-best-daddy-in-world.html' title='To the Best Daddy in the World'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TB7MRbkHm7I/AAAAAAAAB3s/mRfwgvxCRAY/s72-c/photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-396932649437924998</id><published>2010-06-13T22:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:26:57.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva and Kellan have definitely felt the season change this weekend. Mommy loves summer and I am making sure my kids do too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent Saturday in Ft Smith with my cousin and her family + Lauren &amp;amp; Sawyer. Not a lot of pictures because I had both kids on my own but hoping Lauren and Heidi grabbed some because it was so fun. I mean, how could it not be with a roller skating party and afternoon with 6 adults and 9 kids ranging from 8 months to (almost) 8 years!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWfjAfYfFI/AAAAAAAAB2c/V3mmS8zgND4/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWfjAfYfFI/AAAAAAAAB2c/V3mmS8zgND4/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then today with Patrick and his fiance Talia in town we took advantage of two things: Sunny day and a certfied swim instructer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a yummy lunch....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWf1fxHCII/AAAAAAAAB2k/y6T00orjaiM/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWf1fxHCII/AAAAAAAAB2k/y6T00orjaiM/s320/photo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off to the pool we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWgPymaPiI/AAAAAAAAB3c/oZYZpX1c1S8/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWgPymaPiI/AAAAAAAAB3c/oZYZpX1c1S8/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWgJrdyMBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/zTdSME3riac/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWgJrdyMBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/zTdSME3riac/s320/photo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super fun time and both Eva and Mom learned so much about infant swimming. I think I'll be saying "1,2,3, ready, go" for days... weeks to come! Lots of dips, kickers and bubbles make the pool heaven for Eva, but the incoming rain was our cue to head home. Clearly, it was a great choice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWhHJJ6lII/AAAAAAAAB3k/jNLMBbHFRbY/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWhHJJ6lII/AAAAAAAAB3k/jNLMBbHFRbY/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-396932649437924998?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/396932649437924998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=396932649437924998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/396932649437924998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/396932649437924998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWfjAfYfFI/AAAAAAAAB2c/V3mmS8zgND4/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7606513593483933412</id><published>2010-06-13T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:16:26.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's Standing UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And pulling up... and sitting up.... but definitely loves standing up... ALL ON HIS OWN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWe-wM8LUI/AAAAAAAAB2U/K_NoYmxVh8g/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWe-wM8LUI/AAAAAAAAB2U/K_NoYmxVh8g/s320/photo+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7606513593483933412?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7606513593483933412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7606513593483933412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7606513593483933412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7606513593483933412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/look-whos-standing-up.html' title='Look Who&apos;s Standing UP'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TBWe-wM8LUI/AAAAAAAAB2U/K_NoYmxVh8g/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1190564089592667222</id><published>2010-06-06T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:15:18.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Cousins + 1 Duck Tub = Loads of Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One Tuesday night in May, two sisters had a plan that started something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amanda: Hey, Lauren, Lets let the boys take their baths together tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lauren: Sure, Sawyer's never been in his tub so lets see how he likes it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amanda: Oh Kellan loves it so this should be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And...this, my friends, is how that plan played out! 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Being that cute and playing this hard can wear you out sometimes. I love these two pictures of when my babies took advantage of a little snooze time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQ95N6AyI/AAAAAAAAB0U/DxTDRpu72Wo/s1600/photo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQ95N6AyI/AAAAAAAAB0U/DxTDRpu72Wo/s320/photo-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva after a morning of playing with friends (notice the chapstick she would NOT let go of)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQ7lTg3PI/AAAAAAAAB0M/v4bLoLECVwQ/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQ7lTg3PI/AAAAAAAAB0M/v4bLoLECVwQ/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kellan says "Walmart is exhausting"! I agree brother!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5999208711631239195?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5999208711631239195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5999208711631239195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5999208711631239195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5999208711631239195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/making-best-of-it.html' title='My kids know how to make the best of it!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQ95N6AyI/AAAAAAAAB0U/DxTDRpu72Wo/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5024515963771896177</id><published>2010-06-05T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:07:07.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldnt resist. Since I have them... you think they're related???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eva at her 6 mo check up and Kellan at his.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQhHukTUI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fX5J6nwlxfE/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQhHukTUI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fX5J6nwlxfE/s200/photo.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQeFvZp0I/AAAAAAAABz8/wu86CIsHMsM/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQeFvZp0I/AAAAAAAABz8/wu86CIsHMsM/s200/photo+4.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5024515963771896177?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5024515963771896177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5024515963771896177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5024515963771896177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5024515963771896177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsQhHukTUI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fX5J6nwlxfE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1093065186833550303</id><published>2010-06-05T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:16:40.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month and 18 month check ups = SUCCESS!!</title><content type='html'>Friday morning's doctor visit was quite the experience on a number of levels. I learned a lot that I feel is worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I have two extremely healthy children and thank the Lord for that everyday. Its not something I ever take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I was either out of my mind or over confident when I decided to schedule their 6 mo and 18 mo checkups at the same appointment. My need for efficiency overshadowed my ability to care for two little ones in a small room at the same time. Reminder to self, two trips with one kid at a time is always a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Finding the right doctor makes all the difference. NWA Peds is fantastic but due to the number of kids in the clinic you typically just rotate through the doctors. I have loved them all but recently met Dr. Stacey Furlow and I am thrilled. She's now seen both my kids and I got full permission to specifically request my kids see her for all their appts (unless of course its an emergency and she's out). I always heard having a pediatrician who you trust and knows your kids is so great, it just took us a little bit to find that one. Now that we have we are not looking back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Eva is going through a growth spurt. She weighed in at 24.6 pounds which is right on and puts her in the 50th percentile on weight. Now the big news. At a whopping 32.5 inches she measured in the 75th percentile in height. My jaw dropped. This is the kid who came in either in the 10th or 25th every time and was deemed my shorty. Who knew! My favorite though was when she asked if Eva was saying at least 4-10 words clearly. I had to laugh out loud. I am not keeping count but would be shocked if it wasnt more like 40!! Shes totally my child in that regard. Atta girl. Then, she got 4 shots which she was NOT happy about but was so brave. The best part was that was her last round until she goes to kindergarten!! Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Now there's Kellan. My shinning star, developing perfectly! However, now we have a new "shrimp" of the family. Weighing in at 17.1 pounds he's in the 25th percentile for weight and yes, at 25.3 inches he's in the 10th for height. What he doesnt have in size though he makes up for in personality. He's super strong, pulling up on his own, laughing, grabbing at things, jumping in his bouncy, eating baby foods but already eyeing grown up foods, and switched to only 4 bottles a day. Eva would never drink more than 6 oz at a time but Kellan will down an 8 oz bottle like its nothing. Dr. Furlow said let him progress as he wants. Being the second kid he has an example of what he's supposed to be doing so not to be surprised he wants to do things sooner than she did. So he's in the tub with his sister sitting up and splashing around, loving his highchair and still madly in love with his teachers at school. His smile lights up my day and his cheeks are the most kissable in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Even for all the headaches they give me, the uncountable number of diapers I change and my intense desire to get my pre-baby body back, I couldnt imagine my life without these two. I was scared to death about what life with two a year apart would be and now cant imagine it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJdZw1OkI/AAAAAAAABzk/dnurNnFD97Q/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJdZw1OkI/AAAAAAAABzk/dnurNnFD97Q/s320/photo+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva wasnt much for the camera at this visit mainly because she was too busy taking the trash bags in and out of the cans while we waited on the doc. Hey, whatever kept her happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJa9F65DI/AAAAAAAABzc/4Oqar1VXcq8/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJa9F65DI/AAAAAAAABzc/4Oqar1VXcq8/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little man was also easy to entertain... I brought 3 books and 3 toys and all he wanted was the tongue depressor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJgwGP-rI/AAAAAAAABz0/dw1VDwl9Z68/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJgwGP-rI/AAAAAAAABz0/dw1VDwl9Z68/s320/photo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this little face. Like "what? I'm just chillin'" - and that he does. He's so easy-going and all the time happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I got so lucky to have two such great kids is beyond me but I'll take it!? They are just perfect!!&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/6468360232075316943-1093065186833550303?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1093065186833550303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1093065186833550303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1093065186833550303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1093065186833550303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/six-month-and-18-month-check-ups.html' title='6 month and 18 month check ups = SUCCESS!!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsJdZw1OkI/AAAAAAAABzk/dnurNnFD97Q/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2819955593570835338</id><published>2010-06-05T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:12:45.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up Too Fast!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva is definitely keeping us entertained this week but a new kid is on the block that is quickly catching up to her. Mister Kellan is in full force: "talking", laughing, sitting up, trying to stand up, teething (but no, no teeth yet) and winning major points with Mommy for how much he loves to snuggle. I didnt think any kid would be more snugly than Eva but Kellan more than makes up for how you cant keep her still anymore. These pictures are from our special time last weekend. Jon and Eva were still asleep and we just hung out in bed and watched cartoons. These moments are so fleeting that I am doing all I can to hold onto them as tightly as I can. At this point with Eva I knew I had Kellan on the way. Now I know that my "baby days" are soon over and my days will be full of sassy toddlers. Needless to say, there are lots of good to that but certain mornings I'd love to keep my little man a baby as long as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsH-gDp5II/AAAAAAAABzM/7CwE6-zIom4/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsH-gDp5II/AAAAAAAABzM/7CwE6-zIom4/s320/photo+3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsIAdXQe9I/AAAAAAAABzU/LSfdgr_coN4/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsIAdXQe9I/AAAAAAAABzU/LSfdgr_coN4/s320/photo+4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2002944231"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2002944232"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2819955593570835338?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2819955593570835338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2819955593570835338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2819955593570835338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2819955593570835338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/growing-up-too-fast.html' title='Growing Up Too Fast!!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsH-gDp5II/AAAAAAAABzM/7CwE6-zIom4/s72-c/photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1479387576152575829</id><published>2010-06-05T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:27:14.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny with a chance of more sun and fun! Memorial Day: May 31, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best parts of my new job are the friends I have made. One in particular has an awesome house on Beaver Lake in Rogers and had us and a couple other couples over for some great BBQ and fun on her boat. We enjoyed the time with our new friends and seeing how much the kids enjoyed the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First ride was everyone so we suited up and headed out. They looked so cute in their life jackets but the best part (that I unfortunately don't have pictures of but Ginger is supposed to send me) is that within five minutes of the boat ride, both kids were out. I mean gone. Eva was holding onto Jon smiling and saying "Whoa" when in mid sentence she's asleep on his lap. Kellan was with me and I guess with the motion, wind and sun, he slept the whole hour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFI9bSaAI/AAAAAAAAByE/K5v97Spp95U/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFI9bSaAI/AAAAAAAAByE/K5v97Spp95U/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFI9bSaAI/AAAAAAAAByE/K5v97Spp95U/s320/photo-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFOVvV9UI/AAAAAAAAByc/LQfG3N7EX8Y/s1600/photo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFOVvV9UI/AAAAAAAAByc/LQfG3N7EX8Y/s320/photo-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFMYvDL_I/AAAAAAAAByU/f5LYf81MXcw/s1600/photo-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFMYvDL_I/AAAAAAAAByU/f5LYf81MXcw/s320/photo-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had all kind of fruits and veggie on board for snacks but all Eva wanted was Watermelon. I swear she must have eaten half the melon by the time we left!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We actually had one of the neighbor girls watch Kellan for a couple hours so we could go back out and he could eat and have his nap so we got some good Eva time. She and I had fun lounging in the water and catching some sun. As usual I did great about sunscreen for the kids... Jon and I not so much! For me though, red was better than white!! Eva learned how to kick in the water and had fun splashing around. I cant wait to get her into swim lessons and to a pool soon so she can really start to enjoy the water more this season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFKW6omkI/AAAAAAAAByM/i1fRfD7kbqw/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFKW6omkI/AAAAAAAAByM/i1fRfD7kbqw/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While there were times Jon and I both said we were sad we weren't in Little Rock as usual we certainly enjoyed the fun family weekend. Great weather, lots of activities and time with friends = a great start to the summer. Thanks Ginger for being a great hostess and cant wait for more fun times together!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1479387576152575829?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1479387576152575829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1479387576152575829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1479387576152575829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1479387576152575829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunny-with-chance-of-more-sun-and-fun.html' title='Sunny with a chance of more sun and fun! Memorial Day: May 31, 2010'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsFI9bSaAI/AAAAAAAAByE/K5v97Spp95U/s72-c/photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2793803270558301102</id><published>2010-06-05T21:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:16:02.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Mini Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsEPlf9Q2I/AAAAAAAABx8/0iZDdHo-Kns/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsEPlf9Q2I/AAAAAAAABx8/0iZDdHo-Kns/s320/photo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I could find the picture I would scan and add but you'll have to trust me... this is EXACTLY how I slept as a kid. So, of course when I went in to check on Eva (as I always do before I got back to bed) I had to run and grab my camera to catch this. I love how as she gets older we are seeing traits of Jon and traits of me, but of course it warms my heart when I see the good things of me come through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2793803270558301102?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2793803270558301102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2793803270558301102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2793803270558301102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2793803270558301102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-i-could-find-picture-i-would-scan.html' title='My little Mini Me'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsEPlf9Q2I/AAAAAAAABx8/0iZDdHo-Kns/s72-c/photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-9004489221978844741</id><published>2010-06-05T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:12:11.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Maye Robinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its tough to tell from these pictures but we were actually at Gulley Park celebrating our dear friend Maye Robinson's second birthday! She received this bubble maker as a gift and of course our sweet Eva felt like that means its hers too. But she had a blast and so Maye graciously shared the toy. Thanks for such a fun time with friends at the park on a gorgeous sunny day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDEK1OwHI/AAAAAAAABx0/s61PN8SfRqE/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDEK1OwHI/AAAAAAAABx0/s61PN8SfRqE/s200/photo.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDDB0hTrI/AAAAAAAABxs/JEvupZvL99g/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDDB0hTrI/AAAAAAAABxs/JEvupZvL99g/s200/photo+2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDBxycqsI/AAAAAAAABxk/nw2JQ2rVCMM/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDBxycqsI/AAAAAAAABxk/nw2JQ2rVCMM/s200/photo+3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-9004489221978844741?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9004489221978844741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=9004489221978844741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9004489221978844741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9004489221978844741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-maye-robinson.html' title='Happy Birthday, Maye Robinson'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsDEK1OwHI/AAAAAAAABx0/s61PN8SfRqE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7123417505575276164</id><published>2010-06-05T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:15:14.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While Mom is away... my kids did play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving my new job with Nestle but its had me traveling quite a bit. This last trip had me in Chicago for two nights and Oakland, CA for three. What a long but fun week!! Thankfully the teachers at the kids school know how much pictures of the kids brighten my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below is a nice collection of what I received while I was gone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBlVE6IyI/AAAAAAAABxM/5JORoIKCuaw/s1600/photo+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBlVE6IyI/AAAAAAAABxM/5JORoIKCuaw/s1600/photo+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBlVE6IyI/AAAAAAAABxM/5JORoIKCuaw/s320/photo+5.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBlVE6IyI/AAAAAAAABxM/5JORoIKCuaw/s1600/photo+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBheUdBnI/AAAAAAAABxE/chosl5I5-iI/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBheUdBnI/AAAAAAAABxE/chosl5I5-iI/s320/photo+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBheUdBnI/AAAAAAAABxE/chosl5I5-iI/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBfKrKY8I/AAAAAAAABw8/H1oyYK4xfGU/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBfKrKY8I/AAAAAAAABw8/H1oyYK4xfGU/s200/photo.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsCMKh5qYI/AAAAAAAABxc/HI3oPSuLDgA/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsCMKh5qYI/AAAAAAAABxc/HI3oPSuLDgA/s200/photo+3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even Jon knew what would make me even more ready to be home. Who wouldnt want to hurry home to these little faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsB1fxpbBI/AAAAAAAABxU/-bVFIEi3U70/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsB1fxpbBI/AAAAAAAABxU/-bVFIEi3U70/s320/photo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love traveling and getting to get to new cities but there's nothing like coming home to the ones who love you the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7123417505575276164?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7123417505575276164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7123417505575276164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7123417505575276164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7123417505575276164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/while-mom-is-away-my-kids-did-play.html' title='While Mom is away... my kids did play'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/TAsBlVE6IyI/AAAAAAAABxM/5JORoIKCuaw/s72-c/photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2303833655599419464</id><published>2010-05-17T00:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:08:26.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Start Your Day Off Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know how but for some reason my kids are bright eyed and bushy tailed right when they wake up. Eva takes a bit to wake up but then is ready to go where as Kellan wakes up smiling and ready to go immediately... oh and usually at 6 am. (Eva will sleep until 7:30 and sometimes 8/8:30 if I let her).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was definitely a chill weekend. Between two kids with ear infections, major thunderstorms and two tired parents, we stayed in quite a bit. Both Saturday and Sunday mornings stuck inside gave the kids ample time to entertain their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just preface these next pictures with how my kids take my breath away sometimes. Not because they are doing anything any normal kid wouldnt do but just seeing them love each other and play together. So while "what" they are doing probably isnt very special, the fact they're doing it together is the most special to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was all about books, yes, TV and some dancing in our pjs. This new ottoman we got to act as a safer and much more comfy coffee table is apparently doubling as a couch for my kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX7MwBnrI/AAAAAAAABws/JBsZcdN3ndM/s1600/morningTV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX7MwBnrI/AAAAAAAABws/JBsZcdN3ndM/s320/morningTV.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX6Q77gtI/AAAAAAAABwk/PzQhZ85L30g/s1600/morningtime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX6Q77gtI/AAAAAAAABwk/PzQhZ85L30g/s320/morningtime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX57VLs0I/AAAAAAAABwc/JgevlnX_imo/s1600/mornin_dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX57VLs0I/AAAAAAAABwc/JgevlnX_imo/s320/mornin_dance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What you dont see in these next pictures is what I walked in on. Where's my flip when I need it? I sat Kellan in Eva's crib while I went to grab Eva some milk. I went back to see Eva having a one way pillow fight with her brother and Kellan cracking up to the point of giggle everytime she whacked him. No worries, its a small very soft pillow and clearly no one was hurt. The moment I was "found out" they stopped but still managed to ham it up for the camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DXvtBazVI/AAAAAAAABwE/jDUzML-1NDc/s1600/mornin_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DXvtBazVI/AAAAAAAABwE/jDUzML-1NDc/s320/mornin_0173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DXy9esL6I/AAAAAAAABwM/qpnN1QQ3Zqo/s1600/mornin_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DXy9esL6I/AAAAAAAABwM/qpnN1QQ3Zqo/s320/mornin_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DY3WBH0yI/AAAAAAAABw0/0zk0kgCWDkc/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DY3WBH0yI/AAAAAAAABw0/0zk0kgCWDkc/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to add a picture of my little man all grown up. We've moved Eva into more of a booster seat that sits up at the table since Kellan now loves his highchair. Here he anxiously awaits his beloved oatmeal! Are you kidding me? How does he keep getting cuter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX5M1M5mI/AAAAAAAABwU/I3-zUJIFisU/s1600/mornin_0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX5M1M5mI/AAAAAAAABwU/I3-zUJIFisU/s320/mornin_0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an awesome Sunday! Great family time (including a spontaneous date night), great snuggle time, all caught up on this blog and packing for a week of traveling. I love getting to travel with this new job but with it comes a tinge of sadness. I know this kids will have a great week with Dad and our amazing babysitter Elisha but its still not me, at least thats what I hope they think. Reading back through the posts makes me excite to keep it up again. Thanks for your patience in the million posts and hope it brings you all the joy writing about my kiddos bring me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2303833655599419464?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2303833655599419464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2303833655599419464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2303833655599419464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2303833655599419464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-start-your-day-off-right.html' title='How to Start Your Day Off Right'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DX7MwBnrI/AAAAAAAABws/JBsZcdN3ndM/s72-c/morningTV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-9031894441235459298</id><published>2010-05-17T00:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:09:32.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions, Elephants and Sheep, oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Little Rock kicked the drive thru Gentry Zoo's booty!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DU_oaRecI/AAAAAAAABu0/gPYeIWQx2FQ/s1600/zoo_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DU_oaRecI/AAAAAAAABu0/gPYeIWQx2FQ/s320/zoo_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DU_oaRecI/AAAAAAAABu0/gPYeIWQx2FQ/s1600/zoo_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVFGl8_PI/AAAAAAAABu8/rkg8ZZ2zuLc/s1600/zoo_0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVFGl8_PI/AAAAAAAABu8/rkg8ZZ2zuLc/s320/zoo_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For lots of reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First being the company. Whittakers are elated that the Cowells have moved back to Little Rock from living in Maryland for the past eight years. We met up with Ryan, Sharon, Jacob and Asher to tour the zoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DV4gZRpwI/AAAAAAAABv8/7nZsLu-Bytk/s1600/zoo_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DV4gZRpwI/AAAAAAAABv8/7nZsLu-Bytk/s320/zoo_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont think I'd been since I was in junior high and its much better than I remembered. Eva loved every minute of it and the gorgeous weather helped!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVZkIka3I/AAAAAAAABvU/_BX_qJZjEuI/s1600/zoo_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVZkIka3I/AAAAAAAABvU/_BX_qJZjEuI/s320/zoo_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding the fish was her very favorite because in one place she had fish, ducks and turtles all at her beck and call!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVk9ManmI/AAAAAAAABvk/eW5PV1s1iWk/s1600/zoo_0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVk9ManmI/AAAAAAAABvk/eW5PV1s1iWk/s200/zoo_0161.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVr66K6rI/AAAAAAAABvs/y1bgPMtdJx4/s1600/zoo_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVr66K6rI/AAAAAAAABvs/y1bgPMtdJx4/s200/zoo_0162.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVzDXvCDI/AAAAAAAABv0/5kvworFOCkc/s1600/zoo_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVzDXvCDI/AAAAAAAABv0/5kvworFOCkc/s200/zoo_0163.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is something fun about putting your face in a standee that just makes you smile! Even Jon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVKannIBI/AAAAAAAABvE/QBI4oBVzU1s/s1600/zoo_0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVKannIBI/AAAAAAAABvE/QBI4oBVzU1s/s320/zoo_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVQRByVxI/AAAAAAAABvM/E9q2YfsxnTs/s1600/zoo_0148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVQRByVxI/AAAAAAAABvM/E9q2YfsxnTs/s320/zoo_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little man was a trooper then took advantage of the plush accommodations to take a snooze for the last hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVe49WSXI/AAAAAAAABvc/AAkMwu14yDk/s1600/zoo_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DVe49WSXI/AAAAAAAABvc/AAkMwu14yDk/s320/zoo_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all a great 3 hours spent and I know it'll only get better as both kids get older. We skated it this time but I definitely see a ride on the train in our near future since E kept her eye on the "choo choo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-9031894441235459298?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9031894441235459298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=9031894441235459298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9031894441235459298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9031894441235459298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/lions-elephanys-and-sheep-oh-my.html' title='Lions, Elephants and Sheep, oh My!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DU_oaRecI/AAAAAAAABu0/gPYeIWQx2FQ/s72-c/zoo_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2621895999294358486</id><published>2010-05-17T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:54:49.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Keeps Getting Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year was twice as great for this Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am overwhelmed with joy that I shared this year's mother day with my sister!!! Not only was it a special day for Lauren and Josh as they dedicated sweet Sawyer at Fellowship in LR, but she's the most beautiful wonderful mother I know. Her love for sawyer is evident and believe she's been preparing to be a mom for, well at least over a year now. She's been loving on my kids like they're her own for so long its natural to see her in this new role. I am so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DT266j46I/AAAAAAAABuk/tVBzkuR3_Ek/s1600/mothers_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DT266j46I/AAAAAAAABuk/tVBzkuR3_Ek/s320/mothers_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, very proud to be the mom of my two perfect angels. How God thought I deserved them is beyond me but I am forever grateful. Being a Mom has been the most wonderful, challenging, rewarding and best part of my life. I enjoyed my quiet day with my family, my kids and myself (thank you Jon for my bathtime, magazine and chocolate for some needed chill time.) As I laid my head on my pillow that night I thanked Jon for making me their Mom. I dont think I do that enough. We're a great team with two great kids and I couldnt ask for anything more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DT677VwPI/AAAAAAAABus/eWXL23rKkG4/s1600/mothers_0171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DT677VwPI/AAAAAAAABus/eWXL23rKkG4/s320/mothers_0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2621895999294358486?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2621895999294358486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2621895999294358486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2621895999294358486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2621895999294358486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-keeps-getting-better.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Keeps Getting Better'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DT266j46I/AAAAAAAABuk/tVBzkuR3_Ek/s72-c/mothers_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7317569650597589255</id><published>2010-05-17T00:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:55:27.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Papaw Turns 78!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day served to bring more family memories. Lauren and Sawyer came to celebrate my grandfather's 78th birthday which would be later that week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do when you turn 78 in an assisted living home... well let everyone come to you with cake, of course!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DR_aBCTZI/AAAAAAAABuM/tR2-sbnQnnc/s1600/Papaw_0120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DR_aBCTZI/AAAAAAAABuM/tR2-sbnQnnc/s320/Papaw_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DSFS2W6uI/AAAAAAAABuU/CjdH0fKH3W4/s1600/Papaw_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DSFS2W6uI/AAAAAAAABuU/CjdH0fKH3W4/s320/Papaw_0123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love you, Papaw. I love that you were always there for me, taught me to love animals and drive a tractor, and adore my two kids now. There's not a memory of my childhood that I cant trace back to you and so thankful that we're just down the road from you now. Even in our busy lives, may you know that your grandkids and great-kids love you dearly and always will.&amp;nbsp;To many more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DSJiU9ooI/AAAAAAAABuc/cuEt0W6cjL4/s1600/Papaw_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DSJiU9ooI/AAAAAAAABuc/cuEt0W6cjL4/s320/Papaw_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7317569650597589255?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7317569650597589255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7317569650597589255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7317569650597589255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7317569650597589255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-papaw-turns-78.html' title='My Papaw Turns 78!!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DR_aBCTZI/AAAAAAAABuM/tR2-sbnQnnc/s72-c/Papaw_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4770816550637710998</id><published>2010-05-17T00:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:57:17.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Most Beautiful Little Flower Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On April 24, 2010 Eva Beth was the most beautiful little flower girl in Heather and Kyle Kleber's wedding. If you follow the blog, Miss Heather has made her way all throughout the life of both Eva and Kellan's story so far. I have no doubt she'll be around their lives for a very long time. What a special day for Heather &amp;amp; Kyle and what a special day for us as we see our angel bring joy and flower petals to the ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excellent practicing at Friday night's rehearsal. Quite the pro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DOoFcnI_I/AAAAAAAABsM/aC5gi2YYvrs/s1600/wedding_0068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DOoFcnI_I/AAAAAAAABsM/aC5gi2YYvrs/s320/wedding_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DOvFqirnI/AAAAAAAABsU/ht37j5e2XFE/s1600/wedding_0069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DOvFqirnI/AAAAAAAABsU/ht37j5e2XFE/s320/wedding_0069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After major thunderstorms all day, we were so thankful for the sun and clear skies that came out just an hour before.&amp;nbsp;A very patient Eva waited in the "big girl" room with the help of puffs, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPXrLLs4I/AAAAAAAABtM/FLIC2h1mJqY/s1600/wedding_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPXrLLs4I/AAAAAAAABtM/FLIC2h1mJqY/s1600/wedding_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPXrLLs4I/AAAAAAAABtM/FLIC2h1mJqY/s320/wedding_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPfq82SMI/AAAAAAAABtc/jIGNHzqpHv0/s1600/wedding_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPfq82SMI/AAAAAAAABtc/jIGNHzqpHv0/s320/wedding_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the beautiful bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPZmFY88I/AAAAAAAABtU/ADnimvWDwZ8/s1600/wedding_0095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPZmFY88I/AAAAAAAABtU/ADnimvWDwZ8/s320/wedding_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the official business, we spent the night dancing our little rears off to all of Eva's favorite songs thanks to a very accommodating DJ. While Jon rolled his eyes more that night than I have seen in a long time, I was one proud Momma to see my little girl shake her groove thing with such rhythm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPjqHn0jI/AAAAAAAABtk/vsB1YyKsCqY/s1600/wedding_0098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPjqHn0jI/AAAAAAAABtk/vsB1YyKsCqY/s320/wedding_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPn-zb1XI/AAAAAAAABts/urXWUmEjBJU/s1600/wedding_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPn-zb1XI/AAAAAAAABts/urXWUmEjBJU/s320/wedding_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPskWphaI/AAAAAAAABt0/jdsLmsxZ3to/s1600/wedding_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPskWphaI/AAAAAAAABt0/jdsLmsxZ3to/s320/wedding_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its blurry but the sweetest moment of the night, of course other than the ceremony but Jon may argue even that, was the last dance with Eva and her Daddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPxQ4RuBI/AAAAAAAABt8/fUbciz7g_w0/s1600/wedding_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DPxQ4RuBI/AAAAAAAABt8/fUbciz7g_w0/s320/wedding_0110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am heartbroken the picture is blurry but the memory is not. If any Dads with daughters want a tear-jerker, Steven Curtis Chapman's "Dancing with Cinderella" is it. Jon enjoyed his time with his own Cinderella that night as I know he will for many, many years to come. These two really have something special and I am so thankful for their amazing relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What an awesome night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4770816550637710998?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4770816550637710998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4770816550637710998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4770816550637710998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4770816550637710998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-most-beautiful-little-flower-girl.html' title='Our Most Beautiful Little Flower Girl'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DOoFcnI_I/AAAAAAAABsM/aC5gi2YYvrs/s72-c/wedding_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1817817349069993685</id><published>2010-05-17T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:58:31.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Day Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a little out of order (on many levels) but definitely overdue for an update from Easter Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant take credit for the brilliance in the basket idea but this year we did something a little different. "The Bunny" had the Easter Baskets done the night before then before the first child arose, we noticed a trail was left from Eva's room to the baskets. I guess he thought she may not be able to find them. It was a hit when Eva's got to use the marshmellows to get to the goodies the Easter Bunny left for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKjKqsxrI/AAAAAAAABq8/4N2b_CTofio/s1600/Easter_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKjKqsxrI/AAAAAAAABq8/4N2b_CTofio/s320/Easter_0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKpfX8VVI/AAAAAAAABrE/rOOl-yQ2jFc/s1600/Easter_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKpfX8VVI/AAAAAAAABrE/rOOl-yQ2jFc/s320/Easter_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKuzsJYkI/AAAAAAAABrM/zMX0nJLezuQ/s1600/Easter_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKuzsJYkI/AAAAAAAABrM/zMX0nJLezuQ/s320/Easter_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DK1J2y7sI/AAAAAAAABrU/9AMB4tMMg8k/s1600/Easter_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DK1J2y7sI/AAAAAAAABrU/9AMB4tMMg8k/s320/Easter_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we enjoyed a great service at Fellowship followed by lunch with our best friends, the Ellemans at Springdale Country Club. We've done this before and its a great tradition for both the parents and the kids. A tad windy so the egg hunt was a mess and being the competitive one, I was frustrated by the big kids being with the little ones. Talk about putting you in your place, my sweet Eva was just thrilled to run around the open field and you should have seen the smile on Eva's face when she found the one egg she added to her basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLAEx5oaI/AAAAAAAABrk/yCRuIOGAam8/s1600/Easter_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLAEx5oaI/AAAAAAAABrk/yCRuIOGAam8/s320/Easter_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLGU8Ol3I/AAAAAAAABrs/rqMbAwFYRY8/s1600/Easter_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLGU8Ol3I/AAAAAAAABrs/rqMbAwFYRY8/s320/Easter_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLMd7i30I/AAAAAAAABr0/o1D0Y3zlJdM/s1600/Easter_0056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLMd7i30I/AAAAAAAABr0/o1D0Y3zlJdM/s320/Easter_0056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naps, playtime and egg dying wrapped up what was a wonderful Easter Sunday! He is Risen indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DK6ApFx3I/AAAAAAAABrc/uUY-yS_fFUs/s1600/Easter_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DK6ApFx3I/AAAAAAAABrc/uUY-yS_fFUs/s320/Easter_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLSXB8GSI/AAAAAAAABr8/qWw17_x5T84/s1600/Easter_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLSXB8GSI/AAAAAAAABr8/qWw17_x5T84/s320/Easter_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLYUuiJGI/AAAAAAAABsE/eAlIfmzpQ3E/s1600/Easter_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DLYUuiJGI/AAAAAAAABsE/eAlIfmzpQ3E/s320/Easter_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1817817349069993685?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1817817349069993685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1817817349069993685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1817817349069993685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1817817349069993685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/easter-day-celebration.html' title='Easter Day Celebration'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DKjKqsxrI/AAAAAAAABq8/4N2b_CTofio/s72-c/Easter_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-13044621617534175</id><published>2010-05-16T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:58:52.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Lieu of Official Doc Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we are a little behind on official well child checkups, I figure I'd take the chance to give you a few updates since both have been to the sick child clinic this week I actually have some "stats.".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At six months old, my sweet Kellan James is growing like a weed. I told Jon just the other day I dont feel like I have a baby anymore... and there go the tears again. He's 16 pounds, 3 ounces, sitting up on his own, rolling to wherever he wants to go, loves oatmeal, bananas, applesauce and carrots- and thats it. He's much pickier than Eva was but just as happy. This boy never doesnt have a smile on his face. He wakes up happy, stays happy and even makes happy sounds when he's sleeping. Even this week he went to the doctor for a major double ear infection and Dr. Furlow said she never would have known how bad it was because of his sweet disposition. Makes a momma proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DImInfsGI/AAAAAAAABqk/hFvqHolNCrk/s1600/Kellan6Mo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DImInfsGI/AAAAAAAABqk/hFvqHolNCrk/s320/Kellan6Mo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there's Eva Beth. Where to even begin. We definitely have a full blown toddler on our hand. She's 23 pounds of firecracker and sass and honestly, wouldnt have it any other way. She says new words practically on a daily basis. She loves being outside, any food, and recently found a love for "helping." And by helping I mean helping with EVERYTHING. From taking out the trash, to washing her hands and face, putting on her own lotion, washing Kellan in the bath and even attempts to put on her own clothes. Talk about not being a baby anymore, my Eva is such a big girl now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DJLG-J0LI/AAAAAAAABq0/tYK2PuiaK-8/s1600/sick_eva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DJLG-J0LI/AAAAAAAABq0/tYK2PuiaK-8/s320/sick_eva2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DJJU-1KEI/AAAAAAAABqs/ZYBlF5otne4/s1600/sick_eva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DJJU-1KEI/AAAAAAAABqs/ZYBlF5otne4/s320/sick_eva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-13044621617534175?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/13044621617534175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=13044621617534175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/13044621617534175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/13044621617534175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-lieu-of-official-doc-updates.html' title='In Lieu of Official Doc Updates'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DImInfsGI/AAAAAAAABqk/hFvqHolNCrk/s72-c/Kellan6Mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5405397841351937730</id><published>2010-05-16T23:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:59:54.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue to give credit where credit is due</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont even know if this is allowed but I have to brag and then make the tough decision of what to order...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During my week in between jobs, we took advantage of the daytime hours and got some great shots of the kids by of course, our dearest Brooke Robinson. I mean, really? How can you not share this extreme cuteness. Please, please agree that I have two of the most beautiful children in all the world. Pinch me, please! Doesnt even seem real sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG2viDo4I/AAAAAAAABp0/w0YQmtW053w/s1600/Kellan2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG2viDo4I/AAAAAAAABp0/w0YQmtW053w/s320/Kellan2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DGyoM37nI/AAAAAAAABpc/kuWtnvf6ED4/s1600/Eva_pink.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DGyoM37nI/AAAAAAAABpc/kuWtnvf6ED4/s1600/Eva_pink.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DGyoM37nI/AAAAAAAABpc/kuWtnvf6ED4/s320/Eva_pink.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG4N3uFvI/AAAAAAAABqE/yhFrIe9XW80/s1600/Kellan5Mo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG4N3uFvI/AAAAAAAABqE/yhFrIe9XW80/s320/Kellan5Mo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DGz-_da5I/AAAAAAAABpk/TgBn6gFIK4Y/s1600/Eva_stairs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DGz-_da5I/AAAAAAAABpk/TgBn6gFIK4Y/s320/Eva_stairs.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG59mmskI/AAAAAAAABqM/LugAgHja81U/s1600/Kids.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG59mmskI/AAAAAAAABqM/LugAgHja81U/s320/Kids.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG1FiIXRI/AAAAAAAABps/2QxMTDZl7rw/s1600/Eva17mo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG1FiIXRI/AAAAAAAABps/2QxMTDZl7rw/s320/Eva17mo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG76xkKwI/AAAAAAAABqU/r7w4M5plp7o/s1600/Sweetbabies.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG76xkKwI/AAAAAAAABqU/r7w4M5plp7o/s320/Sweetbabies.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.brookerobinson.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then please, all the moms in Little Rock, take note. We discovered The Wonder Place and must give them mad props for building a million dollar idea for toddlers. I really wish we had something like this up in Northwest Arkansas or that I actually a million dollars and I'd just open one myself. Eva loved playing with cousin Abby in the dress up room, the mock-market, kitchen, craft room and on the slides. But most of all, shocker, my kid loved the water sensory area. Check out what a big girl she looks like. And of course the smile that lit up my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG-ilawvI/AAAAAAAABqc/MlJTyQISdHU/s1600/wonderplace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG-ilawvI/AAAAAAAABqc/MlJTyQISdHU/s320/wonderplace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5405397841351937730?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5405397841351937730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5405397841351937730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5405397841351937730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5405397841351937730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/continue-to-give-credit-where-credit-is.html' title='Continue to give credit where credit is due'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DG2viDo4I/AAAAAAAABp0/w0YQmtW053w/s72-c/Kellan2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7846495358264423747</id><published>2010-05-16T23:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:07:09.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Jr Storytime LIVE! (3.22.10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got lucky and thanks to a friend, got AWESOME seats for Jon and I to take Miss Eva to Nick Jr's Storytime LIVE at the Walton Arts Center. What is this you ask? Its Eva's dream come true. Wonderpets, Dora, Backayrdigans LIVE on the stage. She wasnt too sure about it all at first but I was so impressed that one they got going she was smiling, dancing and in a great mood even until 9pm. Jon and I loved this special time with just her. This was the first "Eva only" outing without brother so I think she was loving the attention. Not to mention how easy it was with just one kid in tow!! What a great time and cant wait for more shows like this with both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFtGUD3vI/AAAAAAAABpU/LKMVvqyiDbg/s1600/nickjr4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFtGUD3vI/AAAAAAAABpU/LKMVvqyiDbg/s320/nickjr4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First Reaction... Priceless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFrAAKZqI/AAAAAAAABpM/ocM3q527d_w/s1600/nickjr3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFrAAKZqI/AAAAAAAABpM/ocM3q527d_w/s320/nickjr3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFpeAczjI/AAAAAAAABpE/lvBXQ8uNevE/s1600/nickjr2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFpeAczjI/AAAAAAAABpE/lvBXQ8uNevE/s200/nickjr2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFn7-wQgI/AAAAAAAABo8/Q_3iKSmU5mk/s1600/nickjr1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFn7-wQgI/AAAAAAAABo8/Q_3iKSmU5mk/s200/nickjr1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7846495358264423747?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7846495358264423747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7846495358264423747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7846495358264423747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7846495358264423747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/nick-jr-storytime-live-32210.html' title='Nick Jr Storytime LIVE! (3.22.10)'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DFtGUD3vI/AAAAAAAABpU/LKMVvqyiDbg/s72-c/nickjr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4526278207354487152</id><published>2010-05-16T23:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:06:55.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy that is found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the little things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If these two kids have taught me anything it's that life is all about the little things that make you smile. On a daily basis Eva and Kellan do something, say something or just look at me in a way that melt my heart. Even as I sit here tonight updating my blog I promise I have teared up and smiled no less than 10 times thinking about all these sweet memories. I am the luckiest Mom in the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCQR6PvMI/AAAAAAAABos/C513ZAUnKQc/s1600/newpjs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCQR6PvMI/AAAAAAAABos/C513ZAUnKQc/s320/newpjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So cute in her new PJ's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBu35GlaI/AAAAAAAABms/hc2jX2Nnf74/s1600/cooleva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBu35GlaI/AAAAAAAABms/hc2jX2Nnf74/s200/cooleva.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBwHoDj6I/AAAAAAAABm0/bFW_DPfiwNI/s1600/cooleva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBwHoDj6I/AAAAAAAABm0/bFW_DPfiwNI/s200/cooleva2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that everytime she has my glasses she's puts them on like Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBt-EiKdI/AAAAAAAABmk/s5yd5KLj0d8/s1600/cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBt-EiKdI/AAAAAAAABmk/s5yd5KLj0d8/s320/cookies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that the best cookie's I have ever had were made by an 18 month old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBxvXEo0I/AAAAAAAABm8/KnvgvnQrIzA/s1600/eva_chalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DBxvXEo0I/AAAAAAAABm8/KnvgvnQrIzA/s200/eva_chalk.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DByr4k95I/AAAAAAAABnE/SxtXO81QyEQ/s1600/eva_chalk2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DByr4k95I/AAAAAAAABnE/SxtXO81QyEQ/s200/eva_chalk2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that a piece of chalk and pink hightops make us both smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB51Ey2kI/AAAAAAAABnc/05y0gL45vTo/s1600/eva_jumpy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB51Ey2kI/AAAAAAAABnc/05y0gL45vTo/s320/eva_jumpy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cant help but laugh when she climbed back in the jumpy she hasnt been in for a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCJhPTkBI/AAAAAAAABoc/fR63akFtQck/s1600/kellan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCJhPTkBI/AAAAAAAABoc/fR63akFtQck/s320/kellan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This smile... well, it's pretty self-explanatory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCD6I58DI/AAAAAAAABoE/EfJiGL663ms/s1600/kellan_toes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCD6I58DI/AAAAAAAABoE/EfJiGL663ms/s200/kellan_toes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCFl-1N-I/AAAAAAAABoM/WPFHtbfvgx0/s1600/Kellan_toes3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCFl-1N-I/AAAAAAAABoM/WPFHtbfvgx0/s200/Kellan_toes3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boy LOVES his toes...and the smile it brings never gets old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCNHMgbOI/AAAAAAAABok/xtG6I6W1VLQ/s1600/Masters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCNHMgbOI/AAAAAAAABok/xtG6I6W1VLQ/s320/Masters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday of Master's week Eva decides to insist upon taking a golf ball to school... completely unprompted. Cant argue with that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB3Zz7daI/AAAAAAAABnU/FxY6LoW6Ciw/s1600/eva_drama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB3Zz7daI/AAAAAAAABnU/FxY6LoW6Ciw/s320/eva_drama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we are getting a taste of what a two year old will be like... with Kellan's pants on her head she decides to throw herself on the floor in protest of... who knows what!? How do I keep a straight face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCBxm5zzI/AAAAAAAABn8/14a8NvWzj50/s1600/kellan_dad_cfa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCBxm5zzI/AAAAAAAABn8/14a8NvWzj50/s200/kellan_dad_cfa.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB0xiH_PI/AAAAAAAABnM/EI7KFXCl4yo/s1600/eva_chickfila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB0xiH_PI/AAAAAAAABnM/EI7KFXCl4yo/s200/eva_chickfila.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCAPTDy5I/AAAAAAAABn0/YR6vfBPk2wE/s1600/kellan_chickfila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCAPTDy5I/AAAAAAAABn0/YR6vfBPk2wE/s200/kellan_chickfila.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chickfila Family night was a great idea... chicken and crafts? What more do you need for a fun night out?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB7_GDxkI/AAAAAAAABnk/-SQX9ai3Jsw/s1600/Eva_spring2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB7_GDxkI/AAAAAAAABnk/-SQX9ai3Jsw/s320/Eva_spring2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love when Eva wears skirts... I smile at all the summer clothes she gets to wear now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB9lP5XXI/AAAAAAAABns/Zkv6FNnD8Yc/s1600/eva_spring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DB9lP5XXI/AAAAAAAABns/Zkv6FNnD8Yc/s320/eva_spring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But equally as cute is her new chair daddy got her for our deck... I know there are lots of happy times awaiting us outside this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCHl7KPSI/AAAAAAAABoU/LTueOJ54Glo/s1600/kellan_tub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCHl7KPSI/AAAAAAAABoU/LTueOJ54Glo/s320/kellan_tub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And our most recent "happy"... Kellan big enough for the duck tub... Doesnt even seem possible but isnt it worth the smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4526278207354487152?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4526278207354487152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4526278207354487152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4526278207354487152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4526278207354487152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/joy-that-is-found.html' title='The Joy that is found...'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DCQR6PvMI/AAAAAAAABos/C513ZAUnKQc/s72-c/newpjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5600587565299547385</id><published>2010-05-16T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:01:50.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new favorite word is... Yummmmmm</title><content type='html'>And I bet you cant guess why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAyirFVMI/AAAAAAAABl8/cKv2wR6rR80/s1600/brownie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAyirFVMI/AAAAAAAABl8/cKv2wR6rR80/s200/brownie.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DA0tuHj2I/AAAAAAAABmM/M_bbQaJrjJA/s1600/brownie3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DA0tuHj2I/AAAAAAAABmM/M_bbQaJrjJA/s200/brownie3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAzkquqQI/AAAAAAAABmE/DL0yz4PruRA/s1600/brownie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAzkquqQI/AAAAAAAABmE/DL0yz4PruRA/s200/brownie2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5600587565299547385?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5600587565299547385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5600587565299547385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5600587565299547385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5600587565299547385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-new-favorite-word-is-yummmmmm.html' title='Our new favorite word is... Yummmmmm'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAyirFVMI/AAAAAAAABl8/cKv2wR6rR80/s72-c/brownie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4059235900781394464</id><published>2010-05-16T23:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:02:02.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Picture Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its funny as a Mom I get excited about the littlest things. This year, it was school picture day. I know that sounds crazy but there was something exciting about picking out the cute outfit, making sure they practiced saying "cheese" and ensuring Eva got a bow in her hair. While Kellan's class pic cracked me up (think 12 babies under 12 months in one photo and you'll laugh too) but Eva's turned out great and is a framer. Here is how my little models left for school that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAV28NisI/AAAAAAAABl0/53xNqLzMVFA/s1600/kellan_school.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAV28NisI/AAAAAAAABl0/53xNqLzMVFA/s320/kellan_school.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DATJjKM7I/AAAAAAAABls/3jDyYCcehJc/s1600/eva_school.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DATJjKM7I/AAAAAAAABls/3jDyYCcehJc/s320/eva_school.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 21, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4059235900781394464?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4059235900781394464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4059235900781394464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4059235900781394464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4059235900781394464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-picture-day.html' title='School Picture Day'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_DAV28NisI/AAAAAAAABl0/53xNqLzMVFA/s72-c/kellan_school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5080317323252814380</id><published>2010-05-16T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:04:27.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days at Pinnacle Children's Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday I count my lucky stars for the daycare Eva and Kellan spend their days. The teachers are so great and send me updates either on my phone or via facebook. Some of the following are just "happies" I have collected this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C_ShKmnpI/AAAAAAAABlk/3I14DMsAktU/s1600/eva_outside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C_ShKmnpI/AAAAAAAABlk/3I14DMsAktU/s320/eva_outside.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The face is priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-bwRNIbI/AAAAAAAABkk/n8COx_Ck_wI/s1600/eva_pigtail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-bwRNIbI/AAAAAAAABkk/n8COx_Ck_wI/s320/eva_pigtail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Modeling the dress Miss Cara brought back for her from Seattle. Spoiled rotten and we both love every bit of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-UXtkjVI/AAAAAAAABkM/f1-4dgn7rZw/s1600/cara_eva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-UXtkjVI/AAAAAAAABkM/f1-4dgn7rZw/s320/cara_eva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva and her teacher Miss Cara... we LOVE Miss Cara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-5HIzJGI/AAAAAAAABlc/FAJAO5XjFRg/s1600/kellan4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-5HIzJGI/AAAAAAAABlc/FAJAO5XjFRg/s320/kellan4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Silly hat, silly face = smile on Mom's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-w-XxFQI/AAAAAAAABlU/RyKi2ebnQM8/s1600/xander_eva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-w-XxFQI/AAAAAAAABlU/RyKi2ebnQM8/s320/xander_eva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eva &amp;amp; Her boyfriend Xander&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-o2W24EI/AAAAAAAABlE/9nwFwkk5VVc/s1600/kellan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-o2W24EI/AAAAAAAABlE/9nwFwkk5VVc/s1600/kellan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-o2W24EI/AAAAAAAABlE/9nwFwkk5VVc/s320/kellan3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kellan earning his keep :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-o2W24EI/AAAAAAAABlE/9nwFwkk5VVc/s1600/kellan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-VbkY5JI/AAAAAAAABkU/9kGzByEd3hU/s1600/buggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-VbkY5JI/AAAAAAAABkU/9kGzByEd3hU/s320/buggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They both LOVE the buggy rides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-ea-VQRI/AAAAAAAABks/DQJKXeoDut0/s1600/eva_sleep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C-ea-VQRI/AAAAAAAABks/DQJKXeoDut0/s320/eva_sleep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's no wonder this is sometimes how I find her in the backseat on our ride home. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5080317323252814380?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5080317323252814380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5080317323252814380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5080317323252814380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5080317323252814380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/school-days-at-pinnacle-childrens.html' title='School Days at Pinnacle Children&apos;s Academy'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C_ShKmnpI/AAAAAAAABlk/3I14DMsAktU/s72-c/eva_outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7569602585420917884</id><published>2010-05-16T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:04:39.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says Irish Twins don't exist??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year St. Patricks Day actually took on a new meaning for me. When we found out we were pregnant for the second time and the kids due dates were three days apart, everyone joked we were having "Irish Twins." I quickly found out this meant that your two kids are exactly a year apart. Haha, I laughed, what are the odds. Here I am think year with two kids who are in fact 12 months, 3 days apart. That counts in my book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I cant complain though. I've never seen two cuter "twins" sporting their green to school on St. Patrick's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3W8wd8RI/AAAAAAAABhM/Llm0SRUkCQw/s1600/stpatty_kel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3W8wd8RI/AAAAAAAABhM/Llm0SRUkCQw/s200/stpatty_kel.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3Qq0trZI/AAAAAAAABg8/ohLHhHy4TrI/s1600/stpatty_both.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3Qq0trZI/AAAAAAAABg8/ohLHhHy4TrI/s200/stpatty_both.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3T6kTsHI/AAAAAAAABhE/BpWebLILztc/s1600/stpatty_eva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3T6kTsHI/AAAAAAAABhE/BpWebLILztc/s200/stpatty_eva.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7569602585420917884?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7569602585420917884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7569602585420917884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7569602585420917884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7569602585420917884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-says-irish-twins-dont-exist.html' title='Who says Irish Twins don&apos;t exist??'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S_C3W8wd8RI/AAAAAAAABhM/Llm0SRUkCQw/s72-c/stpatty_kel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8900445969807824523</id><published>2010-04-15T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:07:28.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Break</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to go on record that I am fully aware there has been a substantial blog break. The short story is I resigned from TracyLocke and took a fabulous new job with Nestle as the shopper marketing manager for their Ice Cream brands such as Edy's/Dreyer's, Haagen-Dazs and Nestle Snacks/Novelties. Its been awesome but that meant I lost my computer that housed all my photos. I was able to save them but currently havent devised a plan for either transferring them onto Jon's computer or onto the PC I have for work. Which is the second thing, my new computer is a PC which has been a tough pill to swallow for a very loyal Mac user!! So bear with me. The long story including all the kiddo updates will hopefully come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, life is good. The kids are growing and doing more everyday. This minor detail has also contributed to my lack of "extra" time these days. Kellan is rolling all over the place, "talking" a ton and keep a close watch on every move Eva makes. Then there is Eva... where to even begin. She has a new set of words every day it seems like, running all over the place and just really turning into a little girl before our very eyes! Outside is our favorite place in the world and so thankfully our backyard is finally equipped with patio furniture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully in the week I had between jobs I also got the chance to have Brooke get some amazing photos of both Eva and Kellan so stay tuned... there's a lot more to come soon, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8900445969807824523?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8900445969807824523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8900445969807824523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8900445969807824523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8900445969807824523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-break.html' title='Blog Break'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8807839214809779951</id><published>2010-03-16T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:51:06.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This girl is too much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5-aM9Km9SI/AAAAAAAABYE/Mo9uFXpZDwY/s1600-h/ride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5-aM9Km9SI/AAAAAAAABYE/Mo9uFXpZDwY/s320/ride.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I say every day with Eva is entertaining I am not kidding. As Jon was unloading new diapers for Kellan, Eva starts pointing and screaming. We knew exactly what she wanted. He put the empty box down and she starts pushing it all along the floor. This was clearly only fun for, oh, one minute because then this is what was next. Jon pushes her around the kitchen and living room, down the hallway, while she smiled and laughed. I told him to stop because clearly this was a great photo op. She proceeds to look at me and tell me "more" in sign language so off they went again. Never a dull moment at our house these days!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8807839214809779951?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8807839214809779951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8807839214809779951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8807839214809779951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8807839214809779951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-girl-is-too-much.html' title='This girl is too much!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5-aM9Km9SI/AAAAAAAABYE/Mo9uFXpZDwY/s72-c/ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2517741228675727871</id><published>2010-03-14T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:41:34.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolly Polly Little Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2e8939076433b7c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2e8939076433b7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D3F1B00F8F63E04BCD145146A3CA47C4EC436D8.1DABB68DDB4492EA4B4C300982CB6BEC8046184B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2e8939076433b7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHisiq6Rd8sWe8MJ2rPPdyO6zHng&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2517741228675727871?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2517741228675727871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2517741228675727871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2517741228675727871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2517741228675727871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/rolly-polly-little-boy.html' title='Rolly Polly Little Boy'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-627314198896563690</id><published>2010-03-14T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:24:54.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Big Day for the the Whittaker Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If I could start this blog post by saying that its beginning to feel like every title of every post for a while could be "Another Big Day" so I promise to get more creative in the future. However, this Saturday really was just that. Now that Miss Priss is on the go- constantly- Jon and I are challenged to keep her entertained and occupied for the 13 hours a day she's awake (+/- a couple for naps).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up this Saturday to what we knew would be an handful. Overcast, cool weather + energetic toddler could have made for a crazy day inside. However, my husband in all his brilliance thankfully had the morning's events already mapped out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We began at McDonalds. Yep, we did it. She's almost 17 months old and we had our FIRST trip to McyD's for some pancakes!! Which was great at 8 am because NO ONE was there. We not only ate in the kids are alone, she got to play afterward by herself. Note to self: Past 8:30 on a Sat. am, stay away! It was nuts by the time we left but we were full and happy and on to the next adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iTwSeoWI/AAAAAAAABX8/z7dVamyyqOY/s1600-h/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iTwSeoWI/AAAAAAAABX8/z7dVamyyqOY/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iTSIX21I/AAAAAAAABX0/1srtEA95WsA/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iTSIX21I/AAAAAAAABX0/1srtEA95WsA/s320/photo+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We thought McDonald's was fun- we hit the jackpot at Walmart! Moms may I please suggest always shopping at 8:30 in the morning. No crowds, everything was stocked and straightened and Eva could run up and down the aisles as she always dreamed of! Jon and I had been trying to find some arts and crafts for her to do on days such as this. So $40 later we were loaded up on finger paints, poster board, sidewalk chalk, bubble refills and Disney Cars the movie! Pretty fun day ahead!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cars went straight into the DVD player and away we went!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next stop was David's bridal. Someone was getting tired at this point so we didnt get to play in the mirrors but we did pick up sweet Eva's flower girl dress for Miss Heather's wedding next month. Dress, check! Purple sash ordered so she can match the big girls, check! Next is little white ballet shoes, my favorite part! Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the time we got home it was naps then lunch time. This went fast because the best was yet to come. Nope, not the sidewalk chalk (too cold) or the bubbles (too windy)... FINGERPAINTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just check it out for yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52hw35D4II/AAAAAAAABXE/27YxngAZ7no/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52hw35D4II/AAAAAAAABXE/27YxngAZ7no/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52h-O2h3VI/AAAAAAAABXU/kooove-fW4Q/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52h-O2h3VI/AAAAAAAABXU/kooove-fW4Q/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52hpi59kCI/AAAAAAAABW8/Ain3mzRTQGI/s1600-h/DSC_0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52hpi59kCI/AAAAAAAABW8/Ain3mzRTQGI/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iE8r6RcI/AAAAAAAABXc/quTSKSnhzFw/s1600-h/DSC_0021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iE8r6RcI/AAAAAAAABXc/quTSKSnhzFw/s320/DSC_0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52h3uHIHYI/AAAAAAAABXM/MySys3G-bhQ/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52h3uHIHYI/AAAAAAAABXM/MySys3G-bhQ/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iLcd2qWI/AAAAAAAABXk/qyElIbvIYWM/s1600-h/DSC_0023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iLcd2qWI/AAAAAAAABXk/qyElIbvIYWM/s320/DSC_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This smiley face on her back was clearly Dad's idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Showers, clean up, quick second nap and then dinner and a movie for the Whittakers. Yes, Kellan was around all day but he's such the laid back, roll with it kid, he just sat and watched most of the time. He's really into watching (and definitely laughing at) whatever Eva does. The next picture proves that. When we all climbed on the couch to read books and watch Charlotte's Web he had to be right in the mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iSgnBulI/AAAAAAAABXs/UbcTAfV_5Jo/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iSgnBulI/AAAAAAAABXs/UbcTAfV_5Jo/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a big boy now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So my sweet kids had a blast today. Ok, so did Mom and Dad. We all enjoyed the family time so much so even Jon and I crashed by 9:30 and not complaining one bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-627314198896563690?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/627314198896563690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=627314198896563690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/627314198896563690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/627314198896563690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-big-day-for-the-whittaker-kids.html' title='Another Big Day for the the Whittaker Kids'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52iTwSeoWI/AAAAAAAABX8/z7dVamyyqOY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2867665527616840636</id><published>2010-03-14T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:54:32.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months And Growing &amp; Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little Kellan is growing up so fast! I took him in for his 4 month appointment last Monday and he did so well! He's tipping the scales at 14.0 lbs and is now 24". I was very impressed with these stats until the doctor said he's still only in the 25% on both! However, while we have another little shorty in the family, he said not to worry. Boys have growth spurts much differently than girls. This shouldnt surprise me since everything with this kid has been different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52gZMHjDTI/AAAAAAAABW0/63fLo9kEqag/s1600-h/photo6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52gZMHjDTI/AAAAAAAABW0/63fLo9kEqag/s320/photo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the visit though was proof that I have a tough guy on my hands. While he can melt my heart with his smile, he's a tough one in front of the nurses! He got his shots like a champ only crying maybe 2 minutes then all smiles again. He was cooing and laughing for everyone and doing all he's supposed to at his age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Including rolling over!!! Monday night was the first time I'd seen it fully for myself! He's rolled side to side for a while but now he'll go all the way. And doesnt really matter back to front or front to back. Nothings too much for this guy! I have a video of it but for some reason the new blogger wont let me upload it so I'll try again later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weeks biggest change for Kellan has been his speech. I mean to tell you, he woke up one day and just began talking our ears off. Its like he's telling us everything from the past 4 months that been stored in his noggin. He'll coo, and scream and all sorts of precious noises. I am sure it has something to do with his sister. This boy has learned early if you wanna get heard in this house you gotta speak up (over Eva that is!) And so here are a couple shots of the "talking" in action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52fiJPwqdI/AAAAAAAABWc/_YRKaxjU8g0/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52fiJPwqdI/AAAAAAAABWc/_YRKaxjU8g0/s320/photo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52fmS6y70I/AAAAAAAABWs/Edu8NWTdUDE/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52fmS6y70I/AAAAAAAABWs/Edu8NWTdUDE/s320/photo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2867665527616840636?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2867665527616840636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2867665527616840636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2867665527616840636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2867665527616840636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-months-and-growing-growing.html' title='4 Months And Growing &amp; Growing'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S52gZMHjDTI/AAAAAAAABW0/63fLo9kEqag/s72-c/photo6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-230429551664642276</id><published>2010-03-07T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:26:30.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Definiately this was Sunday Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a weekend! For the first time in weeks, Jon and I both said we feel like we had a real weekend. Very little work, lots of sun and especially lots of fun. Thanks Ammie for coming up and making it all so special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsNIF2qoI/AAAAAAAABVU/yGygjq2yP8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsNIF2qoI/AAAAAAAABVU/yGygjq2yP8Y/s320/DSC_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Eva says thanks for the cute new shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsGb303YI/AAAAAAAABVM/7fc3Y3khWR4/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsGb303YI/AAAAAAAABVM/7fc3Y3khWR4/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So as promised, today ended up being a blast. We laid low most of the morning in our PJ's (as you can see) and once the sun warmed up we hit the deck for fun with our new bubble wand! Best $1.99 I have spent in a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsdQvMl_I/AAAAAAAABV8/KCqiLL5touo/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsdQvMl_I/AAAAAAAABV8/KCqiLL5touo/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsiFmnf1I/AAAAAAAABWE/9sgc_edayTE/s1600-h/DSC_0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsiFmnf1I/AAAAAAAABWE/9sgc_edayTE/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Rso54n0TI/AAAAAAAABWM/R01TwtJtjsI/s1600-h/DSC_0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Rso54n0TI/AAAAAAAABWM/R01TwtJtjsI/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(and of course like any good girl, she had to wear her new shoes all morning!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then after morning naps, lunch and a change of clothes, we were ready to try our the wagon! My Mom, Eva &amp;amp; Kellan's Mimi, got it for the kids for Christmas but of course this has really been the first time we could take it for a test drive. Let me tell you, it's a hit! I am so ready for Kellan to be big enough to join Eva. I can only imagine how much fun this is going to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsSkxLtNI/AAAAAAAABVk/x5L3HiSi0mo/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsSkxLtNI/AAAAAAAABVk/x5L3HiSi0mo/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsPr0LlVI/AAAAAAAABVc/n67vOqJFqRs/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsPr0LlVI/AAAAAAAABVc/n67vOqJFqRs/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsaNSCkbI/AAAAAAAABV0/hDHfgpv5VaY/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsaNSCkbI/AAAAAAAABV0/hDHfgpv5VaY/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsWU9RhPI/AAAAAAAABVs/1muND6-ZYts/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsWU9RhPI/AAAAAAAABVs/1muND6-ZYts/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsucFDtII/AAAAAAAABWU/41gXS4J2xMM/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsucFDtII/AAAAAAAABWU/41gXS4J2xMM/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a day! I know its just the start of the most wonderful summer ever! C'mon warm weather, please stick around so my kiddos can have more and more fun outside again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-230429551664642276?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/230429551664642276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=230429551664642276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/230429551664642276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/230429551664642276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/most-definiately-this-was-sunday-funday.html' title='Most Definiately this was Sunday Funday'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5RsNIF2qoI/AAAAAAAABVU/yGygjq2yP8Y/s72-c/DSC_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4194873571555156171</id><published>2010-03-07T07:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:15:48.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swings- check, Sun- check, Fun Day- double check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This whole weekend has been so much fun, a much needed three days of fun and laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting off, we had Jon's mom in town for the weekend. Ammie always makes the weekend better! Friday night we just hung out at the Catfhish Hole where we stuffed our faces and topped it off with Shakes. No pictures because my hands were full but trust me, Eva is a big fan of both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday started off dress shopping as you saw and then our little girl was exhausted so she got a nap and her second wind. After lunch we loaded up and headed, of course, outside. It was 66 and sunny!!! Hooray for Spring FINALLY being here. I have a feeling the park is going to be a regular hot spot for us now that Eva recognizes it. We got to Wilson park where she proceeded to beeline it for the swings. Three times we tried to take her to a different place and she was content and thrilled where she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ou0-wffHI/AAAAAAAABU8/6eeQz8ATdpQ/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ou0-wffHI/AAAAAAAABU8/6eeQz8ATdpQ/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OvDhFZ0qI/AAAAAAAABVE/PaNaE2gPNSg/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OvDhFZ0qI/AAAAAAAABVE/PaNaE2gPNSg/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OurFsaWwI/AAAAAAAABUs/Y491hdfZGh0/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OurFsaWwI/AAAAAAAABUs/Y491hdfZGh0/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ouh-gtNXI/AAAAAAAABUk/yHgB_Riw-bo/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ouh-gtNXI/AAAAAAAABUk/yHgB_Riw-bo/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did try the slides again but it was so crowded that was kind of tough. She got to run around in the open area alot which was fantastic! After the park we were on to Target for a couple treats. New shoes and clothes for our summer beach trip were top items on our list. Can you tell the Whittakers are ready for warm weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sundays to-do list, bubbles and wagon rides. Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4194873571555156171?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4194873571555156171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4194873571555156171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4194873571555156171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4194873571555156171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/swings-check-sun-check-fun-day-double.html' title='Swings- check, Sun- check, Fun Day- double check!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ou0-wffHI/AAAAAAAABU8/6eeQz8ATdpQ/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2039323971491046585</id><published>2010-03-07T07:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:52:43.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Flower Girl Ever (3.6.10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are lots of things about being a mother you can prepare for- spit ups, diapers, feeding, shopping, talking and walking. Seeing your daughter in a wedding was not one I was prepared for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our precious friend Heather is getting married on April 24th and Eva Beth is going to be her flower girl. Wasnt it just yesterday that I was planning a dress for my own flower girl!? My how life catches you off guard. Yesterday we spent a couple hours shopping for the perfect dress for both of their special day and I had to capture them. I was brought to tears twice just seeing how beautiful she looks but more because she looks like such a big girl. Eva, how did you grow up so fast!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq_WOfv5I/AAAAAAAABUM/-GZJBPkHSwo/s1600-h/DSC_0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq_WOfv5I/AAAAAAAABUM/-GZJBPkHSwo/s320/DSC_0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride and her Flower Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq5LDZ0fI/AAAAAAAABUE/Fc0QKIT8Vn4/s1600-h/CSC_0024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq5LDZ0fI/AAAAAAAABUE/Fc0QKIT8Vn4/s320/CSC_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look Mom, I am so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oqs3ngT5I/AAAAAAAABT0/-zFway1HXSk/s1600-h/DSC_0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oqs3ngT5I/AAAAAAAABT0/-zFway1HXSk/s320/DSC_0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has a princess wand that she of course had to bring with her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq0L-zwbI/AAAAAAAABT8/2zLeLQp3Vzg/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq0L-zwbI/AAAAAAAABT8/2zLeLQp3Vzg/s320/DSC_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure she was wanting to tell all her friend about her new pretty dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oql1h-JAI/AAAAAAAABTs/BKesxYC_c7c/s1600-h/DSC_0041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oql1h-JAI/AAAAAAAABTs/BKesxYC_c7c/s320/DSC_0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Give a girl a hall full of mirrors in a pretty dress and you have lots of photo opps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OqhqseYxI/AAAAAAAABTk/H3EY2GjDMrI/s1600-h/DSC_0045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OqhqseYxI/AAAAAAAABTk/H3EY2GjDMrI/s320/DSC_0045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She then discovered she could give that gorgeous girl in the mirror kisses!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, not only do I now know where to take her when we need something fun to do, but am blown away with how good she was and how much fun it is to have a girly little girl! Thanks Heather for including us in your very special day. It'll be a day none of us every forget! XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2039323971491046585?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2039323971491046585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2039323971491046585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2039323971491046585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2039323971491046585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/most-beautiful-flower-girl-ever.html' title='The Most Beautiful Flower Girl Ever (3.6.10)'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oq_WOfv5I/AAAAAAAABUM/-GZJBPkHSwo/s72-c/DSC_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8260548984394998236</id><published>2010-03-07T07:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:53:21.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Overdo Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, I have to admit that the past 4-5 weeks have been a blur to me. The blog unfortunately got neglected while I used every minute to either sleep or be with the kiddos. However this Sunday morning is my chance to get back on the blogging track! If I could only explain just how crazy life has been you'd understand but between a week trip to Dallas, 4 weeks of 60-80 hr weeks, Jon getting accustomed to his job, keeping up the house (sort of), and of yeah, one 4 month old and one 16 month old, we've just been in survival mode these days. But there is a light at the end of the tunnel. More on that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thought I'd get you caught up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OnOv_EEpI/AAAAAAAABTc/qrBtbeH4rhE/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OnOv_EEpI/AAAAAAAABTc/qrBtbeH4rhE/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2.28.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet Kellan James is 4 months old now. We're a little behind on his stats so I'll add those after his appt tomorrow (see 1st paragrapgh for why we're a couple weeks late on his 4 mo checkup) but as for his update, there is no shortage of news. His little personality is realy beginning to show. He's "talking" a bunch and really interacts with everyone. He loves people watching and I can tell hopes to one day soon join in his sister's fun. He's growing a ton and I feel like is going to be taller than sis! Everything goes in the mouth these days and just smiles from ear to ear. Its incredible how much he looks like Jon though. I know Eva did but by this point she'd begun to change a little. Not this one! Even his facial expressions are a mirror image of Daddy which is too cute. He'll pull up if you hold his hands, he's consistently sleeping from about 9:30-6 which is huge, and has his teachers at school wrapped around his finger!! Atta boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OnB3_A28I/AAAAAAAABTU/vYWtn8LONSU/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OnB3_A28I/AAAAAAAABTU/vYWtn8LONSU/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Om357XI0I/AAAAAAAABTM/5DgfeQ48xQM/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Om357XI0I/AAAAAAAABTM/5DgfeQ48xQM/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.28.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's Eva Beth. What can I say? At 16 months now, she's a riot each and every day. Its amazing to me how much this little ball of energy can keep us in stitches all the time. "Monkey See, Monkey Do" is her new name.... well that an Toot, and Monkey and Turkey and any word that describes a toddler! But the most fun we have is teaching her things and watching how much she picks up on what we're doing. She'll mimic anything you do and wants so bad to do things on her own. We're definitely testing our independence these days but its worth it when we see her do something we had no clue she knew how. Walking has turned into full speed running. She's learning animal sounds, letters, spoons and forks. For some reason it never gets old to ask, Where's Eva??? Hide and seek in any form is her fav. Even if its her hiding under her blanket, behind her crib or behind her hands. Something about that "surprise" is the best. She has all sorts of faces from fish face, surprise face, silly face and "cheese"!!! Everyone told me that each phase is the best and I had no idea what they meant until now. I swear if I could push pause though on this little munchkin I would. Even after a long day, there is nothing better than how sweet and snugly she is when she cuddles up next to you. She gives the best kisses and hugs and is so loving that I actually get excited to wake her up every morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8260548984394998236?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8260548984394998236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8260548984394998236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8260548984394998236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8260548984394998236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/much-overdo-updates.html' title='Much Overdo Updates'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OnOv_EEpI/AAAAAAAABTc/qrBtbeH4rhE/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6652800940817671515</id><published>2010-03-07T07:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:54:15.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday = Much Needed Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1267966329179"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;After a long week, we all needed a break and some family time. Just the fact it was Saturday and none of were working or at school was treat enough. So, what makes a Saturday even better???.... a Rick's cupcake, of course!!! After hanging out at home, we decided to venture out. Jon and I realized there arent many activities for toddlers in NWA so we make the best of it. &amp;nbsp;We started off at a Whittaker family favorite. My little sugar lover never passes up the chance for a treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OincRqYxI/AAAAAAAABS8/zbrRIHoOosQ/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OincRqYxI/AAAAAAAABS8/zbrRIHoOosQ/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OibQBw1zI/AAAAAAAABS0/lCZpXDDSkLg/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OibQBw1zI/AAAAAAAABS0/lCZpXDDSkLg/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OiSg6V_xI/AAAAAAAABSs/GjWnlr-DqQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OiSg6V_xI/AAAAAAAABSs/GjWnlr-DqQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OiSg6V_xI/AAAAAAAABSs/GjWnlr-DqQ4/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OiG3ZCmcI/AAAAAAAABSk/LEAgaTxX5Nc/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OiG3ZCmcI/AAAAAAAABSk/LEAgaTxX5Nc/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(ps Kellan slept thru the whole Rick's experience but he deserved a pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;Next we were off to Wilson Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;Glad we have the swing and slide to burn off the extra energy to look forward to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oh8uuv57I/AAAAAAAABSc/e0ZMVVJJUWk/s1600-h/DSC_0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Oh8uuv57I/AAAAAAAABSc/e0ZMVVJJUWk/s320/DSC_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OhtZjes-I/AAAAAAAABSU/cK2lkt28keM/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OhtZjes-I/AAAAAAAABSU/cK2lkt28keM/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its so much fun now that we can really enjoy the park. She gets so excited everytime because there's always something she's never done before. This will soon wear off but for now its all new everytime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sugar crash came shortly after this so we at dinner and had a quiet time doing crafts the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ok009xRnI/AAAAAAAABTE/XvAQY0oiOL0/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5Ok009xRnI/AAAAAAAABTE/XvAQY0oiOL0/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a super fun Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(2.20.10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6652800940817671515?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6652800940817671515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6652800940817671515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6652800940817671515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6652800940817671515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-makes-saturday-even-better.html' title='Saturday = Much Needed Family Day'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S5OincRqYxI/AAAAAAAABS8/zbrRIHoOosQ/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7732288876338765271</id><published>2010-01-31T15:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:47:23.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm 2KTen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;From Friday morning to late that afternoon, for once, went exactly as the forecast planned! Over the day we accumulated 1/2" ice and 6 inches of snow which now meant we were in for the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-loIk3sI/AAAAAAAABSE/QBGwinPijfY/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-loIk3sI/AAAAAAAABSE/QBGwinPijfY/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433028447874375362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-lLWH5TI/AAAAAAAABR8/k2CbLYcDJAw/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-lLWH5TI/AAAAAAAABR8/k2CbLYcDJAw/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433028440146568498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-kkm75rI/AAAAAAAABR0/YJxMEZzCqiE/s1600-h/DSC_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-kkm75rI/AAAAAAAABR0/YJxMEZzCqiE/s320/DSC_0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433028429748102834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-kQfmL3I/AAAAAAAABRs/j8jiQ0addEs/s1600-h/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-kQfmL3I/AAAAAAAABRs/j8jiQ0addEs/s320/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433028424348610418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon unfortunatley had to go to work Friday &amp;amp; the kid's preschool was of course closed so me and the kids stayed home for my first attempt at "working from home." This is in quote because I quickly learned after my 9 am conference call that an infant and a toddler are not a good combination. I got as much done as I could and spent the extra time keeping these two munchkins occupied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X97yviErI/AAAAAAAABRk/3E2ZAqX0kJk/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X97yviErI/AAAAAAAABRk/3E2ZAqX0kJk/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027729167618738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X_hE8zokI/AAAAAAAABSM/js1nbGOKUas/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X_hE8zokI/AAAAAAAABSM/js1nbGOKUas/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433029469221921346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Saturday rolls around, Eva wakes up with a cough worse than the day before and a runny nose. Jon was still not feeling good (going on two weeks straight) and so Mom was left to entertain indoors once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X97onpj5I/AAAAAAAABRc/AvOiCdojjfc/s1600-h/DSC_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X97onpj5I/AAAAAAAABRc/AvOiCdojjfc/s320/DSC_0041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027726450200466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bless her heart, Eva was dying to go check out the snow for herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96-HGJHI/AAAAAAAABRU/s1YzfixHtk0/s1600-h/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96-HGJHI/AAAAAAAABRU/s1YzfixHtk0/s320/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027715039372402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead we snuggled and played and played and played! (This was my view from the couch... sweet Kellan snoozin on me and Eva being the entertainment. I was a very happy Momma!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96c-GiAI/AAAAAAAABRM/08lcGR57Xpo/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96c-GiAI/AAAAAAAABRM/08lcGR57Xpo/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027706143279106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being stuck inside has its consequences though. 5 minutes of quiet meant for trouble when I came around the corner and saw Eva playing in Gabby's water bowl! But hey, if thats the worse thing that happened all day, I am perfectly fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96Kk6YrI/AAAAAAAABRE/rWIorz-3t8w/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X96Kk6YrI/AAAAAAAABRE/rWIorz-3t8w/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027701205787314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After naps they were ready to go again. Kellan happy as a lark and Eva wanting to give him kisses every chance she can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9Y1CvdLI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Ruy2lp-Ztaw/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9Y1CvdLI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Ruy2lp-Ztaw/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027128489637042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9YtM9N9I/AAAAAAAABQ0/U5i_E6xsPWE/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9YtM9N9I/AAAAAAAABQ0/U5i_E6xsPWE/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027126384998354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, Miss Entertainer was in full force all afternoon, playing songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9YKRCJVI/AAAAAAAABQs/mWzKQbpE-fA/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9YKRCJVI/AAAAAAAABQs/mWzKQbpE-fA/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027117006857554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding her pony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9XotWGhI/AAAAAAAABQk/V0p-nVsDThE/s1600-h/DSC_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9XotWGhI/AAAAAAAABQk/V0p-nVsDThE/s320/DSC_0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027107998800402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ultimate was the discovery of her tutu. While we were reading books in her room she got in her closet and discovered her tutu. I really thought it would be too big for her but nope! She loved it. Danced around. I taught her how to twirl and she even wanted to take her afternoon power nap in it. I guess she's as ready for the dance classes as Momma is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9XAmjagI/AAAAAAAABQc/qLq5GKzzscw/s1600-h/DSC_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X9XAmjagI/AAAAAAAABQc/qLq5GKzzscw/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433027097232894466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was more of the same until I had the idea of an afternoon activity. Since she couldnt go out in the snow, I brought it in to her. We were quite the team making SNOW ICE CREAM. This was my first go at it and I think it went great. Eva was a great helper, of course, and I loved having her big enough now to do these kinds of things. Oh what fun we have ahead of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8wI_IQWI/AAAAAAAABQU/sNwr-qZ424Q/s1600-h/DSC_0044_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8wI_IQWI/AAAAAAAABQU/sNwr-qZ424Q/s320/DSC_0044_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433026429468557666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8v0peE-I/AAAAAAAABQM/0Snal12gLQE/s1600-h/DSC_0046_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8v0peE-I/AAAAAAAABQM/0Snal12gLQE/s320/DSC_0046_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433026424009004002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8vHq1Y8I/AAAAAAAABQE/bmSzRumKOx0/s1600-h/DSC_0051_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8vHq1Y8I/AAAAAAAABQE/bmSzRumKOx0/s320/DSC_0051_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433026411935130562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8uqDZ_PI/AAAAAAAABP8/qKS3XB8RGYg/s1600-h/DSC_0063_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8uqDZ_PI/AAAAAAAABP8/qKS3XB8RGYg/s320/DSC_0063_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433026403985128690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8uQUU2BI/AAAAAAAABP0/BMtOwil13kI/s1600-h/DSC_0065_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X8uQUU2BI/AAAAAAAABP0/BMtOwil13kI/s320/DSC_0065_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433026397076772882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that these moments are fleeting and so I really tried to soak up every minute. I know I need to go back to work tomorrow for lots of reasons but I gotta say I'll miss my days with them for sure. I am so lucky to have two great kids that make being stuck in the house for three days so much fun! &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/6468360232075316943-7732288876338765271?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7732288876338765271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7732288876338765271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7732288876338765271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7732288876338765271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/ice-store-2kten.html' title='Ice Storm 2KTen'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2X-loIk3sI/AAAAAAAABSE/QBGwinPijfY/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4674039508883808419</id><published>2010-01-28T13:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:29:55.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Baby Mullet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday night we said goodbye to the baby mullet and hello to the big kid do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkZF_WGuI/AAAAAAAABPk/aKF8_wTUrqM/s1600-h/photo.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkZF_WGuI/AAAAAAAABPk/aKF8_wTUrqM/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431873745341258466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Before"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva turned 15 months old Monday and I had been putting off the inevitable hair cut for some time. She doesnt have alot of hair so I was hesitant to cut what she does but I'd had it with the excess length only in the back! So at my appt I had Aubrey cut hers too! She wasnt too sure about it but one this was for sure Mom was thankful and she loved the spinning chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkZLX5vzI/AAAAAAAABPc/MePX75HrSM0/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkZLX5vzI/AAAAAAAABPc/MePX75HrSM0/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431873746786434866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much going on so the picture is blurry but this was the "after" shot. Yay! All one length in the back so it can start growing more evenly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkYs9t2ZI/AAAAAAAABPU/Ym8U84iOX2E/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkYs9t2ZI/AAAAAAAABPU/Ym8U84iOX2E/s320/photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431873738623539602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weeeeee!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkYT16VmI/AAAAAAAABPM/XxOrZurnAxc/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkYT16VmI/AAAAAAAABPM/XxOrZurnAxc/s320/photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431873731879917154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She kept saying "more" when I'd stop! Eva spun and spun and ran around looking in all the mirrors (sorry no pic of that because I was too busy chasing her)!! So glad there weren't many people at the salon at 6:00 at night! We had too much fun!&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/6468360232075316943-4674039508883808419?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4674039508883808419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4674039508883808419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4674039508883808419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4674039508883808419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-baby-mullet.html' title='Bye Bye Baby Mullet!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HkZF_WGuI/AAAAAAAABPk/aKF8_wTUrqM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-9077099638486314478</id><published>2010-01-28T13:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:23:12.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HiidAfoFI/AAAAAAAABO8/xIuZCtDzmys/s1600-h/photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HiidAfoFI/AAAAAAAABO8/xIuZCtDzmys/s320/photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431871707115659346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva has most recently become quite the little social butterfly. Every day I pick Eva up her teacher is always telling me stories of how she plays with the kids in her class, she pats them to sleep, and how she feeds the kid who wont eat. But mostly the stories revolve around her first little boyfriend, Xander. Its abosolutely hysterical. I drop Eva off and he comes running to greet her. She waves hi and bye to him everyday. I know they give kisses and this past week her teacher sent me proof of their first dance (see above) and what I coined their first "date" (see below).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2Hjs6tbLqI/AAAAAAAABPE/3cop6a0FKsA/s1600-h/photo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2Hjs6tbLqI/AAAAAAAABPE/3cop6a0FKsA/s320/photo6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431872986399059618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva and Xander are inseparable and I think its too cute. They started in the baby room together, moved to the toddler room a few weeks apart and have the best time playing together. As Jon said, he better treat her right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-9077099638486314478?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9077099638486314478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=9077099638486314478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9077099638486314478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9077099638486314478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/social-butterfly.html' title='Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S2HiidAfoFI/AAAAAAAABO8/xIuZCtDzmys/s72-c/photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6607929561817482885</id><published>2010-01-22T19:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:28:25.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whittakers Big Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been a big week at the Whittaker house! All sorts of emotions were felt each and everyday but they all boil down to : we are so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest news is Jon has officially changed careers and is gainfully employed at JBHunt as a fleet manager. Its been an adjustment to a 7-5 and early bedtimes schedule but family dinners and weekends home seem to be worth it! We know there are great opportunities still to come but this leap of faith was the first step in a new and exciting chapter of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Equally as great is that I have a great new opportunity at my job. Before leave I was facing a scary reality I could have been let go due to the loss of our client. Fortunately on Tuesday, January 19th I returned to TracyLocke with a great future ahead of me on the new Hewlett-Packard account. Its been a challenge to get up to speed quickly but I know the new experience will be worth it in the long run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two big events meant one more... both kids started full time childcare as well! I can not tell you how comforting it is to know my kids are in the most wonderful hands during the day. The teachers and kids have been an incredible experience for Eva so I was anxious to get Kellan there too. I love the peace of mind of knowing I dont have to worry and can check on them (thank you webcams) anytime I want. The girls that take care of these kids are angels in my heart and thank them everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pNHXprdCI/AAAAAAAABO0/5tjXbtfuxU4/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pNHXprdCI/AAAAAAAABO0/5tjXbtfuxU4/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429737089751807010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday, January 19, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Eva and Kellan Excited to go to school together now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pNGc6tjxI/AAAAAAAABOs/yDOaktHGlLk/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pNGc6tjxI/AAAAAAAABOs/yDOaktHGlLk/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429737073985556242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMuymSu-I/AAAAAAAABOk/RO_Yhs2xdhI/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMuymSu-I/AAAAAAAABOk/RO_Yhs2xdhI/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429736667488631778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does it get any better than waking up to these happy faces!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Little Man is growing up too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week also marked a milestone in Kellan's life. Wednesday he turned 12 weeks old! Kellan has been the most perfect addition to our family and its a joy to watch him start to come into his own little sweet self. He is the best snuggler, sometimes too good in fact because he prefers sleeping with Mommy than his own bed. He has the biggest smile I have ever seen in the mornings which makes my new wake up time of 5:30 am a little more tolerable. And he has me wrapped around his finger. I am reminded everyday of the two miracles these babies are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMurg0reI/AAAAAAAABOc/6ui4Z61lZbc/s1600-h/Kellan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMurg0reI/AAAAAAAABOc/6ui4Z61lZbc/s320/Kellan4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429736665586642402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMubiaWxI/AAAAAAAABOU/JpVp_DllkH8/s1600-h/Kellan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMubiaWxI/AAAAAAAABOU/JpVp_DllkH8/s320/Kellan2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429736661298338578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMuINOtgI/AAAAAAAABOM/CzSjceUpOlg/s1600-h/Kellan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMuINOtgI/AAAAAAAABOM/CzSjceUpOlg/s320/Kellan3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429736656109221378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kellan you are my little man and always will be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have all seen the pic of Eva and her first spaghetti experience, right!? Well the love of italian food was confirmed with ravioli night!!! Just makes me laugh. Watching her eat this was like watching her discover food for the first time. She couldn't get it in her mouth fast enough which is what prompted her first attempt at a fork by herself too. This slowed her down a bit but added to the fun of dinner time. Who would have thought this would become one of my favorite times of the day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Notice she is only focused on the ravioli and not the veggies... we are NOT fans of veggie but I keep trying!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMt5WltLI/AAAAAAAABOE/hkEBt3TcaA4/s1600-h/Ravioli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pMt5WltLI/AAAAAAAABOE/hkEBt3TcaA4/s320/Ravioli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429736652121945266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6607929561817482885?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6607929561817482885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6607929561817482885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6607929561817482885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6607929561817482885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/whittakers-big-week.html' title='Whittakers Big Week'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S1pNHXprdCI/AAAAAAAABO0/5tjXbtfuxU4/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-292793665055500367</id><published>2010-01-05T11:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:59:16.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially a Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9694f6c8727bf296" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9694f6c8727bf296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF6C2289E98A516DD45059B349223E4874A9CBB4.4509349D2D18E13C3FA2F9C0CEF7A0F1BA6C58A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9694f6c8727bf296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Des8r8A-CEiuvMubN3r1PX9cUmkg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9694f6c8727bf296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF6C2289E98A516DD45059B349223E4874A9CBB4.4509349D2D18E13C3FA2F9C0CEF7A0F1BA6C58A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9694f6c8727bf296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Des8r8A-CEiuvMubN3r1PX9cUmkg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couple people have been asking to see Eva walking. Thanks to the blog world, here you go! (PS- please note how freaking cute it is that she holds her hands behind her back. Quite the priss we have on our hands)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-292793665055500367?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/292793665055500367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=292793665055500367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/292793665055500367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/292793665055500367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/officially-walker.html' title='Officially a Walker'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3182589186613958499</id><published>2010-01-04T14:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:08:00.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggle Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Couldnt resist posting the sweet snuggle bugs from their New Year's Morning Nap. Dad's a sucker for letting E nap in our bed on the weekends and now I know why! They are definitely smitten with each other and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S0JKT_YF0OI/AAAAAAAABN8/8ptaym5qvKI/s1600-h/EandJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S0JKT_YF0OI/AAAAAAAABN8/8ptaym5qvKI/s320/EandJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422978608597946594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3182589186613958499?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3182589186613958499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3182589186613958499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3182589186613958499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3182589186613958499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/snuggle-bugs.html' title='Snuggle Bugs'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/S0JKT_YF0OI/AAAAAAAABN8/8ptaym5qvKI/s72-c/EandJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7201521410189082618</id><published>2010-01-01T11:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:56:02.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bottles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its been a big week. Against Eva's wishes, one kid is done with bottles. Hooray!! She actually did just fine. Jon will tell you she doesn't like her morning milk from a sippy cup as much but I think he's nuts. She cant be in Kindergarten with a bottle! But its such a relief to only be cleaning bottles for one. Two was out of control! However, its just one more thing reminding me that my big girl is getting bigger everyday! I had to take a picture before I took her name off these in anticipation of transferring them to Kellan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sz42eB5I8VI/AAAAAAAABN0/Q13T1EmH85U/s1600-h/EBottles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sz42eB5I8VI/AAAAAAAABN0/Q13T1EmH85U/s320/EBottles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421830890932728146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7201521410189082618?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7201521410189082618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7201521410189082618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7201521410189082618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7201521410189082618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-bottles.html' title='Bye Bye Bottles'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sz42eB5I8VI/AAAAAAAABN0/Q13T1EmH85U/s72-c/EBottles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8426227461954893353</id><published>2009-12-29T19:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:54:44.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellan James Turns 2 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzqxCAupJrI/AAAAAAAABNs/0yg7v2QLdq0/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzqxCAupJrI/AAAAAAAABNs/0yg7v2QLdq0/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420839749607302834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Morning! My sweet little man turned two months old yesterday (on our seven year wedding anniversary). These past couple have been months have flown by mostly because when you're chasing two its so different. But I think its just because life with him is wonderful and constant. He has been such a different child that its all seemed new again. Everyone told me that each child is unique but I had no idea what that would mean. So dont be deceived by the fact they look so much alike, trust me, if Eva did it, Kellan does the opposite. Different size, different food, different temperament even different sleep. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of 2 months our little peanut has grown to 10 pounds 2 ounces and is 21" long. He took his shots like a big boy (he barely cried) and has already had his first ear infection. He hates to be swaddled but loves snuggling. When he smiles he melts my heart and we have a morning person on our hands. He wakes up smiling, cooing and thrilled to be alive. Nighttime is tough but he is already sleeping 6-8 hours at a time (ok, so only 8 hours twice but that counts). His gas has been pretty bad so he tests our eardrums but in the past 24 hours we changed his formula and so far we have seen a very content and agreeable child so keep your fingers crossed that does it. So all that to say, he's healthy and getting happier everyday. Eva loves him, we cant imagine our lives without him and thats really all I can ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzqxB5xJYcI/AAAAAAAABNk/XkEXeB4sJrU/s1600-h/2+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzqxB5xJYcI/AAAAAAAABNk/XkEXeB4sJrU/s320/2+mo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420839747738755522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8426227461954893353?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8426227461954893353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8426227461954893353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8426227461954893353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8426227461954893353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/kellan-james-turns-2-months-old.html' title='Kellan James Turns 2 Months Old'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzqxCAupJrI/AAAAAAAABNs/0yg7v2QLdq0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8715951158982140890</id><published>2009-12-29T10:33:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:45:00.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from The Whittakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cant believe Christmas has come and gone. Last year we were anticipating Eva's first "real" Christmas and low and behold she had a brother to share in this year's joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzozGZaAquI/AAAAAAAABNc/BBhAhJ4ToMQ/s1600-h/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzozGZaAquI/AAAAAAAABNc/BBhAhJ4ToMQ/s320/card.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420701286486026978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The official Christmas card. Sorry for the bad image but I didnt have a jpg of the whole card so I had to make the best of it. The picture is the important part anyway! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year marked so many firsts for the kids but the biggest surprise was that Santa brought us the first White Christmas in I dont know how long. It began coming down Christmas Eve night and woke up to about 2". Not as much as forecasted but enough to be beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzoyXhuY8DI/AAAAAAAABNU/CjQd5F_Zq_U/s1600-h/DSC_0102_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzoyXhuY8DI/AAAAAAAABNU/CjQd5F_Zq_U/s320/DSC_0102_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700481265135666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real fun though is with our family. Christmas Eve was on the day before so that we could all be together. Unfortunately though Jon caught the stomach bug and so I had both kids in tow, thus no pictures from that night. Here is when we all were able to get together at Jon's parents house. How fun now that all the kids can actually play together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzoyXJpFLlI/AAAAAAAABNM/vkEB-n8xRFc/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzoyXJpFLlI/AAAAAAAABNM/vkEB-n8xRFc/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700474800418386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox-2370jI/AAAAAAAABNE/kWPw58sAg_0/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox-2370jI/AAAAAAAABNE/kWPw58sAg_0/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700057445585458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox-FcjF0I/AAAAAAAABM8/0DN12VSOgdU/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox-FcjF0I/AAAAAAAABM8/0DN12VSOgdU/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700044177381186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Gabby (who rarely makes a blog appearance) enjoyed getting her new toy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox9zQpL8I/AAAAAAAABM0/7Yxi5BJ81V8/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox9zQpL8I/AAAAAAAABM0/7Yxi5BJ81V8/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700039295610818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox9Xa2txI/AAAAAAAABMs/wy9YvT6zCek/s1600-h/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox9Xa2txI/AAAAAAAABMs/wy9YvT6zCek/s320/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700031822247698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got back home Christmas Eve night in time to get in our pjs and read the "Night Before Christmas." What a special tradition we can start before they go off to bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning Santa! He did arrive and brought presents for Eva and Kellan since they'd been good! It was so fun watching Eva dig out the goodies in her stocking and rip off the bows. My favorite memory of the morning is that of all the wonderful gifts this girl got, what was her favorite? A big pink ball and a Nemo Pez dispenser! Its the little things in life with this kid! But to me that's what Christmas is all about- the simple joys in life that we can smile about! Man, Christmas with kids is awesome already and they dont even know what's going on. I cant wait until I can actually share the Christmas story with them in hopes they truly understand its meaning... and of course, get excited about Santa's arrival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox87WhsjI/AAAAAAAABMk/qdfZGPYWdhg/s1600-h/DSC_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szox87WhsjI/AAAAAAAABMk/qdfZGPYWdhg/s320/DSC_0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420700024287900210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowlfkBJ8I/AAAAAAAABMc/tIDZb8we9OU/s1600-h/DSC_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowlfkBJ8I/AAAAAAAABMc/tIDZb8we9OU/s320/DSC_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420698522179676098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowlBRk7CI/AAAAAAAABMU/1E3UWAeSxBU/s1600-h/DSC_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowlBRk7CI/AAAAAAAABMU/1E3UWAeSxBU/s320/DSC_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420698514049264674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szowkln8u5I/AAAAAAAABMM/qnZL4ASsFTg/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szowkln8u5I/AAAAAAAABMM/qnZL4ASsFTg/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420698506626907026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva loved her snow boots. How exciting she actually needed them Christmas Day and sounds like will use them in the coming days and weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowkFGj1AI/AAAAAAAABME/kTaHmcK8YI8/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowkFGj1AI/AAAAAAAABME/kTaHmcK8YI8/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420698497896928258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with her new blocks. Her favorite thing to do is build "towers" and then knock them over. I think we did that 100 times that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowjtgVA_I/AAAAAAAABL8/UtMiZ1gzmvU/s1600-h/DSC_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzowjtgVA_I/AAAAAAAABL8/UtMiZ1gzmvU/s320/DSC_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420698491562558450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a wonderful time we had. Even through sickness and cold, we were together as a family and that was the best gift of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So until next year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas to all... and to all a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8715951158982140890?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8715951158982140890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8715951158982140890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8715951158982140890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8715951158982140890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-from-whittakers.html' title='Merry Christmas from The Whittakers'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzozGZaAquI/AAAAAAAABNc/BBhAhJ4ToMQ/s72-c/card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7123319790115759504</id><published>2009-12-29T10:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:33:35.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party Improv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a Mom I actually got pretty excited about the school "program" that Little Sunshine was putting on for the kiddos. Since the infants and toddlers couldnt really "perform" then they set up a little crafting party for the parents to come do with kids. I loved that with me on leave and Jon at home we'd both be able to join Miss Eva for her first party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I got the call. The Thursday before she came home with a serious stomach bug. And as the rules go she had to be fever free and have not thrown up for a full 24 hours before coming back so I was crushed. This means she would miss the party that Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The teachers were great and sent us home with a goodie bag and the craft in case she got to feeling better. Here is the lovely Santa Eva did! She become quite the little artist...notice the awesome coloring (we love crayons!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szou6C9uWRI/AAAAAAAABL0/Bax8KrwN7ps/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szou6C9uWRI/AAAAAAAABL0/Bax8KrwN7ps/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420696676256864530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while she wasnt at school with her friends, by the afternoon Eva was back to her normal self, fever free and ready for fun at home. Thanks Hillary for making sure her day with us was special even if it was improvised a bit. And thanks for the awesome glasses that she quickly found in the goodie bag! We love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzotsrjqkTI/AAAAAAAABLs/NCOViOp5gbs/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzotsrjqkTI/AAAAAAAABLs/NCOViOp5gbs/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420695347123622194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7123319790115759504?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7123319790115759504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7123319790115759504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7123319790115759504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7123319790115759504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-party-improv.html' title='Christmas Party Improv'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Szou6C9uWRI/AAAAAAAABL0/Bax8KrwN7ps/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-9136363783725831247</id><published>2009-12-21T21:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:18:07.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa's 'Not so Helpful' Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzA5sxicvtI/AAAAAAAABLk/5p5D6hDu91o/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzA5sxicvtI/AAAAAAAABLk/5p5D6hDu91o/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417893793101561554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tis the season... to scream bloody murder when Mom steps away! We stood in line for yes, an hour to see Santa. She was excited to see him when I was holding her and even tried to say "ho, ho, ho" when I asked "What does Santa say?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, when I handed her to Santa for a picture I love the reaction. Not quite the cheesy smile I am used to when a camera is in her face but the memory is priceless! (All the while Kellan just laid there like "whats the big deal?")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$30 well spent!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-9136363783725831247?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9136363783725831247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=9136363783725831247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9136363783725831247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/9136363783725831247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/santas-not-so-helpful-helper.html' title='Santa&apos;s &apos;Not so Helpful&apos; Helper'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SzA5sxicvtI/AAAAAAAABLk/5p5D6hDu91o/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6572085740634133763</id><published>2009-12-15T14:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:31:40.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl after my own heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two big events have happened lately that prove once again that Eva may look like Jon but she definitely has my personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyfxRiuWEeI/AAAAAAAABLc/xvGxWzAE7NI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyfxRiuWEeI/AAAAAAAABLc/xvGxWzAE7NI/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415562360617570786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without prompting she was reaching for my sunglasses on our way down to Ft Smith Sunday. So I gave them to her where she proceeded to not put them on her face but rather on her head! If any of you know me, this is where mine live 99% of the time! I couldnt help but smile and be very proud!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyfvNSSYDUI/AAAAAAAABLU/Iaw4mz4s8ug/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyfvNSSYDUI/AAAAAAAABLU/Iaw4mz4s8ug/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415560088462560578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Carol and Frank came up last night and brought their famous (and my very favorite) lasagna up for dinner. We figured this was as good time to see if Eva liked it and are you kidding me?! She couldnt get it in her mouth fast enough! She ate it all and was clearly happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunglasses and Carbs... that's my girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6572085740634133763?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6572085740634133763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6572085740634133763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6572085740634133763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6572085740634133763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/girl-after-my-own-heart.html' title='Girl after my own heart'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyfxRiuWEeI/AAAAAAAABLc/xvGxWzAE7NI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1047454625760810045</id><published>2009-12-15T14:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:14:18.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmastime travels have begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Syfs50hnOyI/AAAAAAAABLM/HJmdi6V9j74/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Syfs50hnOyI/AAAAAAAABLM/HJmdi6V9j74/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415557555032636194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture warms my heart. Never in a million years would I have thought that me, my sister and my cousin Heidi would all be pregnant at the same time. It was such a neat experience to go through with both but even better is knowing these boys (yes we all had boys) would grow up together like we three did. Thank you Lord for three such sweet blessings - Kellan, Sawyer and Luke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Syfs5CjVJyI/AAAAAAAABLE/ruaSyh3xbm4/s1600-h/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Syfs5CjVJyI/AAAAAAAABLE/ruaSyh3xbm4/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415557541618067234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So tis the season...for lots of travel with two babies! We had Christmas with the Orr's in Fort Smith this past Sunday and so here is our first family photo of the holiday season.  Many, many more to come I am sure!&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/6468360232075316943-1047454625760810045?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1047454625760810045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1047454625760810045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1047454625760810045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1047454625760810045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-picture-warms-my-heart.html' title='Christmastime travels have begun!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Syfs50hnOyI/AAAAAAAABLM/HJmdi6V9j74/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3084815883832230393</id><published>2009-12-12T15:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:44:37.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Christmas Card Teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In an effort to save a little cash this year, we got adventuerous and decided to take the picture for our Christmas Card and order them ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things you should know about Whittaker Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I have never ordered mine online before. This was a first and until they come in will remain a bit nervous about the final product. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Over the past seven years the cards have gone from two adults, two adults + one dog, two adults + two dogs, two adults + one kid and now the dog and adults are gone. 2009 is the year we became the parents who are sending a kid only picture. If I thought for a moment we could have all 5 of us in it then I would have. Maybe in few years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) The actual picture is never revealed until it shows up in mailboxes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So knowing all of that, I still couldnt stand to not post the picture-taking experience. The final shot is not here... it'll be revealed later this week but until then, enjoy the cheeseball that is my wonderful daughter and my sweet sleeping son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQNSH2RBoI/AAAAAAAABK8/rsGtw6ucte0/s1600-h/DSC_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQNSH2RBoI/AAAAAAAABK8/rsGtw6ucte0/s320/DSC_0208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414467257001641602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQNRzuA4iI/AAAAAAAABK0/VEObvaI30B4/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQNRzuA4iI/AAAAAAAABK0/VEObvaI30B4/s320/DSC_0207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414467251598320162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMvSBSwsI/AAAAAAAABKs/edHp4d7ym8M/s1600-h/DSC_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMvSBSwsI/AAAAAAAABKs/edHp4d7ym8M/s320/DSC_0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414466658436825794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMubyZZ2I/AAAAAAAABKc/YhpmCYNKsgE/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMubyZZ2I/AAAAAAAABKc/YhpmCYNKsgE/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414466643878831970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMuCn8VaI/AAAAAAAABKU/xxeh0eLNAEw/s1600-h/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMuCn8VaI/AAAAAAAABKU/xxeh0eLNAEw/s320/DSC_0233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414466637124097442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMtuGMI1I/AAAAAAAABKM/4rCnsXWGcvM/s1600-h/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQMtuGMI1I/AAAAAAAABKM/4rCnsXWGcvM/s320/DSC_0231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414466631613817682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.... to be continued. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3084815883832230393?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3084815883832230393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3084815883832230393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3084815883832230393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3084815883832230393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-christmas-card-teaser.html' title='2009 Christmas Card Teaser'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQNSH2RBoI/AAAAAAAABK8/rsGtw6ucte0/s72-c/DSC_0208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8748397490788637026</id><published>2009-12-12T15:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:30:56.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fayetteville Square... My Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its not the Christmas season to me until we go see the lights on the Fayetteville square. Last year was Eva's first time but it was FREEZING and we had to rush it because someone doesnt like to be cold (me or E). But this year was a whole different story. The weather was perfect, cool but not too cold, and we went earlier before it got too busy. The kids did great! Eva loved all of it, in fact I have about 75 pictures to prove it, and Kellan was happy as a lark. We walked around twice, looked at lights, the ponies and even got some nice people to get picture of us all together. Afterwards we enjoyed Tim's pizza and headed home for bed. What a great night we all had! Thank you City of Fayetteville for providing such a great experience. High five to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK1tIiNLI/AAAAAAAABKE/DlMkFHVymkI/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK1tIiNLI/AAAAAAAABKE/DlMkFHVymkI/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414464569770914994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK1VMAsUI/AAAAAAAABJ8/AHfIowKuW2k/s1600-h/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK1VMAsUI/AAAAAAAABJ8/AHfIowKuW2k/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414464563343044930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK0sm5ceI/AAAAAAAABJ0/mzwRofO0QC8/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK0sm5ceI/AAAAAAAABJ0/mzwRofO0QC8/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414464552449962466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK0ClQ9UI/AAAAAAAABJs/uOlXEzIGTCM/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK0ClQ9UI/AAAAAAAABJs/uOlXEzIGTCM/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414464541168825666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKDQhc-JI/AAAAAAAABJk/1u0XdNmYPA0/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKCYBOvcI/AAAAAAAABJU/nnpgMMZXH78/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414463687929806274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKCCjoNUI/AAAAAAAABJM/d-CbmEO9EG0/s1600-h/DSC_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKCCjoNUI/AAAAAAAABJM/d-CbmEO9EG0/s320/DSC_0186.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414463682168501570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKBeDSH7I/AAAAAAAABJE/oEJIPhEUjpU/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQKBeDSH7I/AAAAAAAABJE/oEJIPhEUjpU/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414463672369160114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8748397490788637026?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8748397490788637026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8748397490788637026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8748397490788637026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8748397490788637026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/fayetteville-square-my-favorite.html' title='Fayetteville Square... My Favorite'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQK1tIiNLI/AAAAAAAABKE/DlMkFHVymkI/s72-c/DSC_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3832036442853998054</id><published>2009-12-12T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:20:12.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble, Gobble Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For the third year in a row, Jon and I had Thanksgiving at our house and enjoyed the company of Josh, Lauren and of course Sawyer. They came up Wednesday to spend time together and then Thursday we were joined by my Mom, Kim and grandmother. It was so nice this year since we decided to cater the majority of it. With three kids under 13 months this was one of the smartest decisions yet. The food was great, the company was awesome and being with the kids was the best. I loved holidays before but each one now gets more and more fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have so much to be thankful for this year! Here is a snipit of why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHNkEe3CI/AAAAAAAABI8/3RW70Bds4Wk/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHNkEe3CI/AAAAAAAABI8/3RW70Bds4Wk/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460581608348706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva loved Thanksgiving lunch... why wouldnt she? Its all her favorite foods!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHNJOUawI/AAAAAAAABI0/9AlznCbTqzU/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHNJOUawI/AAAAAAAABI0/9AlznCbTqzU/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460574401850114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The two newest additions to be thankful for... My awesome nephew Sawyer and his best bud, Kellan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHM9Cc91I/AAAAAAAABIs/t-VcuVoyLm0/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHM9Cc91I/AAAAAAAABIs/t-VcuVoyLm0/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460571130853202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very funny attempt at a picture of the three cousins:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eva, Kellan and Sawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(yes, they are in Kellan's crib, how else do you contain them?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHMJATbLI/AAAAAAAABIk/8hG7TX07u0o/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHMJATbLI/AAAAAAAABIk/8hG7TX07u0o/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460557163195570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandparents came to join us. Mamaw was there for lunch and Papaw came over later. This was the first time Papaw met mister Kellan. Such a special moment for them both.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHLkLHG-I/AAAAAAAABIc/NKGSJzWwqOI/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHLkLHG-I/AAAAAAAABIc/NKGSJzWwqOI/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460547276413922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am not sure why we thought this was a great idea, but here it is... the picture of 4 generations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandmother, Me with Eva and Kellan, Lauren with Sawyer and our Mom. If only you could see the pictures of the preparation for this picture. I couldnt stop laughing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to a great tradition that I look forward to every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3832036442853998054?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3832036442853998054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3832036442853998054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3832036442853998054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3832036442853998054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/12/gobble-gobble-gobble-day.html' title='Gobble, Gobble, Gobble Day'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SyQHNkEe3CI/AAAAAAAABI8/3RW70Bds4Wk/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5057805643197310888</id><published>2009-11-22T14:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:01:20.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As one of my favorite country singers, Gary Allan would say "Life aint always beautiful, but its a beautiful ride."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha!! Two babies are definitely twice the love, twice the diapers, twice the snuggles and now twice the screams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmkH8iWE_I/AAAAAAAABGs/eQbbkq27Q3k/s1600/DSC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmkH8iWE_I/AAAAAAAABGs/eQbbkq27Q3k/s320/DSC_0090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033284051211250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmkHGPxb4I/AAAAAAAABGk/OAzw_mo1vWE/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmkHGPxb4I/AAAAAAAABGk/OAzw_mo1vWE/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407033269477797762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought I'd take a minute and make sure everyone in blog land wasnt mislead in thinking this new adventure was all roses. I am coining it the "beautiful chaos" phase of our life. Everyone warned us the first year of having two kids one year apart would be the hardest and so far I can understand why. We love both our kids immensely but there are days like the past 72 hours when you want to walk outside and not come back! Yes, I said it. But clearly I don't. Managing two different schedules, one kid that is adjusting to life with competition, one kid on a feeding frenzy that I can only chalk up to a growth spurt, one kid in the midst of teething all while the other cant seem to be happy unless you're walking around holding him. Its all worth it but really?! Lately, I find myself in the middle of days where I smell like milk, cheese, and spit up, still in my pajamas without a shower or lunch. Then other days are absolutely great. Eva will sleep all night and wake up smiling like an angel ready to give kisses and take on the toddler world. Kellan will eat in normal 3 hr increments and sleep 4 hour stints at night which means I get to get ready and be a normal human. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to more of those days to come. I don't wish all these memories away for anything but I pray, "Lord can you please add a little sanity and caffeine to my already overflowing cup."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5057805643197310888?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5057805643197310888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5057805643197310888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5057805643197310888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5057805643197310888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-chaos.html' title='Beautiful Chaos'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmkH8iWE_I/AAAAAAAABGs/eQbbkq27Q3k/s72-c/DSC_0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7243136227635302675</id><published>2009-11-22T14:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:49:14.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With only a few nice days left this year, we decided to take advantage of the 60 degree weather and head to the park. Daddy is definitely Eva's favorite playdate and you can see here why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhwAOeeI/AAAAAAAABGc/5MxOuotpdIg/s1600/photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhwAOeeI/AAAAAAAABGc/5MxOuotpdIg/s320/photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407032627851852258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhhA6-HI/AAAAAAAABGU/qU5HNBD0KgA/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhhA6-HI/AAAAAAAABGU/qU5HNBD0KgA/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407032623828236402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhawrBLI/AAAAAAAABGM/mPMwZlcZQyo/s1600/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhawrBLI/AAAAAAAABGM/mPMwZlcZQyo/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407032622149469362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjgzVBr7I/AAAAAAAABGE/S2AnDMckTC4/s1600/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjgzVBr7I/AAAAAAAABGE/S2AnDMckTC4/s320/photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407032611564531634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjgosGV5I/AAAAAAAABF8/5vmVENtqdyQ/s1600/park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjgosGV5I/AAAAAAAABF8/5vmVENtqdyQ/s320/park.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407032608708515730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-7243136227635302675?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7243136227635302675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7243136227635302675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7243136227635302675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7243136227635302675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/playdate-at-park.html' title='Playdate at the Park'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmjhwAOeeI/AAAAAAAABGc/5MxOuotpdIg/s72-c/photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-7216770745547622529</id><published>2009-11-22T13:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:42:16.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellan's Last Few Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lots going on at the Whittakers these days. I'd love to say its all been wonderful and beautiful and I guess in some way or another it has been what I'll affectionately call Beautiful Chaos. However, life with two definitely has its ups and downs. One being not a whole lot of "extra" time for blogging so I apologize for being somewhat behind on my posts. I happen to find a few minutes today when Kellan is sleeping and Eva is occupied so here are a few snapshots of our little man over the last few weeks. He's growing so fast and I still find it hard to believe that I am a mother of two little angels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmS3wuCbRI/AAAAAAAABF0/58LYfUh1zsQ/s1600/kjw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmS3wuCbRI/AAAAAAAABF0/58LYfUh1zsQ/s320/kjw2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014314303450386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snug as a bug in a... nini!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmS3u9w7UI/AAAAAAAABFs/gqigeUaAH04/s1600/kjw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmS3u9w7UI/AAAAAAAABFs/gqigeUaAH04/s320/kjw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014313832541506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chillin out and looking mighty handsome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSsALhekI/AAAAAAAABFk/lgVFMwhiFBQ/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSsALhekI/AAAAAAAABFk/lgVFMwhiFBQ/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014112295221826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laurie and Isabella came by to visit the little man. How fun to think that Isabella was a baby when I met her and now 8 years later, she's holding mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSrVKjK0I/AAAAAAAABFU/E8WTKRjWfS4/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSrVKjK0I/AAAAAAAABFU/E8WTKRjWfS4/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014100748413762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty typical action when I try and snap a picture of the kids together. I guess Kellan needs to get used to his sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSq2KJleI/AAAAAAAABFM/q3bkjWtm31I/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSq2KJleI/AAAAAAAABFM/q3bkjWtm31I/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014092425237986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a silly face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSqukUK9I/AAAAAAAABFE/w_GPlhF026o/s1600/DSC_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmSqukUK9I/AAAAAAAABFE/w_GPlhF026o/s320/DSC_0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014090387499986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the excitement wore him out!&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/6468360232075316943-7216770745547622529?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7216770745547622529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=7216770745547622529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7216770745547622529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/7216770745547622529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/kellans-last-few-weeks.html' title='Kellan&apos;s Last Few Weeks'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmS3wuCbRI/AAAAAAAABF0/58LYfUh1zsQ/s72-c/kjw2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1991249876557016095</id><published>2009-11-22T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:32:42.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kellan's First Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Much like his big sister, mister Kellan is not a fan of bathtime just yet. It takes a while to understand what's happening and then of course Mom comes and takes pictures of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmRmxOQaxI/AAAAAAAABE8/o3Czu7h5vSs/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmRmxOQaxI/AAAAAAAABE8/o3Czu7h5vSs/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407012922869181202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmRmacXMiI/AAAAAAAABE0/k-Fn2gVXuPA/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmRmacXMiI/AAAAAAAABE0/k-Fn2gVXuPA/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407012916754330146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, when its all over, he's all happy and snuggly now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1991249876557016095?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1991249876557016095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1991249876557016095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1991249876557016095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1991249876557016095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/kellans-first-bath-time.html' title='Kellan&apos;s First Bath Time'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmRmxOQaxI/AAAAAAAABE8/o3Czu7h5vSs/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2141498208753544053</id><published>2009-11-22T12:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:29:28.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Hogs Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIz5W1DCI/AAAAAAAABEs/GZfThiYMiJw/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIz5W1DCI/AAAAAAAABEs/GZfThiYMiJw/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407003252786269218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe we didnt make it to many (ok only one) Razorback game this year, we definitely enjoyed teaching Eva to call the hogs, making sure the kids were taught to wear their gear on game day and commit to watching the game. Eva already knows the move for "touchdown" and of course anytime someone says "woo pig sooie" her arms go in the arm. (Yes, I know these two motions are the same but she knows the drill for each so I am impressed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIH3jKAyI/AAAAAAAABEk/ZROQ4tawGrM/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIH3jKAyI/AAAAAAAABEk/ZROQ4tawGrM/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407002496386859810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIHSepqkI/AAAAAAAABEc/21-o1FqMtLs/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIHSepqkI/AAAAAAAABEc/21-o1FqMtLs/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407002486435850818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2141498208753544053?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2141498208753544053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2141498208753544053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2141498208753544053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2141498208753544053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-hogs-go.html' title='Go Hogs Go'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmIz5W1DCI/AAAAAAAABEs/GZfThiYMiJw/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2832958912055638339</id><published>2009-11-22T12:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:49:26.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A lot happens in one year... One of my best friends in the whole world, Evelyn, and I had our girls three weeks apart so its been fun watching them together. This past year we have had a lot of change but one thing that hasn't changed is that we are committed to our girls remaining as close as we are (despite the 5 1/2 hour distance between us now). Below is a snapshot from a year ago when they were our "babies".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmG3Ix1P7I/AAAAAAAABEU/TH45H328M4Q/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmG3Ix1P7I/AAAAAAAABEU/TH45H328M4Q/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407001109442412466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fast forward to now and our big girls are cuter and more fun than ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmG2sIqDhI/AAAAAAAABEM/VzI-T2KJbxw/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmG2sIqDhI/AAAAAAAABEM/VzI-T2KJbxw/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407001101753519634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we always remain close to those who mean the most! We love you Ev and Claire!&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/6468360232075316943-2832958912055638339?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2832958912055638339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2832958912055638339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2832958912055638339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2832958912055638339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SwmG3Ix1P7I/AAAAAAAABEU/TH45H328M4Q/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6462913576062597937</id><published>2009-11-04T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:02:35.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 Week Birthday Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My how fast a week flies by! Thank you Kellan for bringing us so much joy and love that we didnt even know we had to share. We are so thrilled you're such a sweet, healthy and beautiful little boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At your checkup yesterday you had already passed your birth weight and is 7 pounds 1 ounce and 19 1/2" long. (Yes, you apparently shrunk 1/4 of an inch). I love that you sleep 2-3 hours at a time and have gone easy on Mom and Dad so far at nights. I love that your sister loves you so much we are now learning the word "gentle" around our house. I love that your so easy going and seem to love us all too. Basically, we love everything about you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 1 Week Birthday, Kellan James!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SvJMYMjulaI/AAAAAAAABDk/TihYoCqIdHY/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SvJMYMjulaI/AAAAAAAABDk/TihYoCqIdHY/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400462881742296482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SvJMX3WryPI/AAAAAAAABDc/DnrtS2xanuY/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SvJMX3WryPI/AAAAAAAABDc/DnrtS2xanuY/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400462876050442482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6462913576062597937?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6462913576062597937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6462913576062597937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6462913576062597937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6462913576062597937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-how-fast-week-flies-by-thank-you.html' title='Happy 1 Week Birthday Little Man'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SvJMYMjulaI/AAAAAAAABDk/TihYoCqIdHY/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2195014478824791213</id><published>2009-11-02T20:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:29:55.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Halloween isnt that big of a deal to me but I think that may all change next year. Dressing Eva up, even if it was just in the house, was too cute. I had to share some pics of my sweet little angel and of course my new little pumpkin!! Does it get any cuter than this???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Zv5uyvEI/AAAAAAAABDU/coNYy5x93HY/s1600-h/photo.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Zv5uyvEI/AAAAAAAABDU/coNYy5x93HY/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703526470499394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snoozin with Momma dreaming about dressing up next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZVlfUveI/AAAAAAAABDM/LfY1Nt_oL9w/s1600-h/DSC_0109_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZVlfUveI/AAAAAAAABDM/LfY1Nt_oL9w/s320/DSC_0109_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703074360311266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little angel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZVfYY1EI/AAAAAAAABDE/saV3hmzVUxg/s1600-h/DSC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZVfYY1EI/AAAAAAAABDE/saV3hmzVUxg/s320/DSC_0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703072720606274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZUyGBxnI/AAAAAAAABC8/58KJ-glUwSI/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-ZUyGBxnI/AAAAAAAABC8/58KJ-glUwSI/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703060564002418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet little angel getting in some snuggle time after a long day. Doesnt get any better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2195014478824791213?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2195014478824791213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2195014478824791213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2195014478824791213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2195014478824791213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-own-happy-halloween.html' title='My Own Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Zv5uyvEI/AAAAAAAABDU/coNYy5x93HY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2540298793933450060</id><published>2009-11-02T20:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:42:14.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sister Meets Baby Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had another great experience at Willow Creek! They really know how to take care of their Momma's. So after two days of stay we were ready to head home Friday morning. We got all loaded up and got home in time to get settled before going to get Eva from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Wwi8STZI/AAAAAAAABC0/0qqKgBBBQxs/s1600-h/DSC_0077_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Wwi8STZI/AAAAAAAABC0/0qqKgBBBQxs/s320/DSC_0077_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399700238998064530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you may know, I was so excited about Eva being a big sister but it came with some anxiety. Eva's been my little girl, my world for a year now... I worried how she'd react to him when she realized she wasnt the only one anymore... I was hoping she wouldnt be "mad" at us even though the pediatrician said it was natural....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all my fears were gone when she came home from school to finally meet Baby Kellan (who for months she'd only known him in my belly. I greeted her by myself and then let her come to him herself. She was glowing excited and so ready to get to him. She wanted to give him "pat pats" and when I said "Eva give Kellan love" she totally went to him and gave him kisses. Of course I burst into tears. As a Mom there was nothing more beautiful than witnessing my two kids love each other. I just pictured the start of years full of memories and fun they're going to have together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WwRnf83I/AAAAAAAABCs/KBbHwAty-NM/s1600-h/DSC_0082_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WwRnf83I/AAAAAAAABCs/KBbHwAty-NM/s320/DSC_0082_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399700234347475826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WvuS1YnI/AAAAAAAABCc/cO8b33PXmaA/s1600-h/DSC_0094_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WvuS1YnI/AAAAAAAABCc/cO8b33PXmaA/s320/DSC_0094_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399700224865559154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WvLQOoWI/AAAAAAAABCU/0asFWYgYgOo/s1600-h/DSC_0090_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-WvLQOoWI/AAAAAAAABCU/0asFWYgYgOo/s320/DSC_0090_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399700215459389794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the last couple of days required a little more attention to Eva than we had hoped but she's really adjusting well. She loves him and we're definitely teaching her "gentle" but I think she knows he's here to stay so as long as we dont "forget" about her, I think all is going to be ok. I feel so blessed to have these two kids- gorgeous and healthy!! A mom cant ask for much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2540298793933450060?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2540298793933450060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2540298793933450060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2540298793933450060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2540298793933450060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-sister-meets-baby-brother.html' title='Big Sister Meets Baby Brother'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Su-Wwi8STZI/AAAAAAAABC0/0qqKgBBBQxs/s72-c/DSC_0077_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6157428600529671318</id><published>2009-10-29T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:39:47.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially a Family of Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;KELLAN JAMES WHITTAKER&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; makes this family officially a family of four. Our sweet baby boy made his grand arrival on Wednesday, October 28, 2009 at 7:25 pm. It was quite an eventful start to the day but once we got checked in around 11 am then God blessed us with a reasonable smooth and quick labor for which I am eternally grateful for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SupsKAQuZSI/AAAAAAAABBw/_J3HrXRUMIg/s1600-h/DSC_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SupsKAQuZSI/AAAAAAAABBw/_J3HrXRUMIg/s320/DSC_0092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398246022481601826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the start he's all I'd prayed for! Kellan is certainly healthy - weighing in at 6 pounds, 14 ounces and 19 3/4" long and a great set of lungs! He is already such a sweet spirited little boy who has captured my heart and very hard to not sit and hold every second. He has (so far) been eating great which is a huge answer to prayer and will continue to pray that goes well. And his big sister seemed to take to him well. We'll know more about this part when we go home tomorrow but she came to meet him Wednesday night and did relatively well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kellan James, we are so excited you're here and very ready to take you home and love on you forever! You will always be in our heart as the best surprise God ever gave us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6157428600529671318?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6157428600529671318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6157428600529671318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6157428600529671318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6157428600529671318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/officially-family-of-four.html' title='Officially a Family of Four'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SupsKAQuZSI/AAAAAAAABBw/_J3HrXRUMIg/s72-c/DSC_0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8345333669841024715</id><published>2009-10-28T05:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:13:51.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's the Day!</title><content type='html'>Eva gets a little brother today! Its 5:15 and we're making breakfast and waiting to head to the hospital to be induced!  We went to my normal 39 week appointment yesterday and much like Eva's, Mister K.J. is cooked and ready to meet us! Dr. Hinton is available today and so we went ahead and booked it and just waiting until its clear to come in. All the paperwork and blood work is complete, the car is loaded and Heather is on Eva duty. We're all set to meet the little man later today. Stay tuned for lots of fun... pictures, updates and of course his name!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone for the love and support you have shown all three of us over the past nine months and cant wait to now share both our kiddos lives with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon, Amanda, and Eva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8345333669841024715?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8345333669841024715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8345333669841024715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8345333669841024715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8345333669841024715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-day.html' title='Today&apos;s the Day!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3772868621032628168</id><published>2009-10-25T22:05:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:30:51.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday Eva Beth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; To quote Eva's favorite saying at the end of Jack's Big Music Show... "WHAT A DAY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so excited Jon came on home last night, albeit late, but it meant he got to be home for all of Eva's First Birthday day!! Not that we hadn't celebrated three times already but we said we wanted today to be our day with her and that it was. I snapped a couple pics of the sleep birthday girl this morning before we watched our shows and had pancakes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT2lHXMjI/AAAAAAAABBo/kXnghcWmD_Q/s1600-h/DSC_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT2lHXMjI/AAAAAAAABBo/kXnghcWmD_Q/s320/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396741556870263346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, I just woke up, do you have to have the camera in my face already?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT2Wf-LXI/AAAAAAAABBg/hFKoKldW5Lw/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT2Wf-LXI/AAAAAAAABBg/hFKoKldW5Lw/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396741552946949490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Really, I have to be cute at 7:30 am?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT10ZOqAI/AAAAAAAABBY/VxcekMbY8VE/s1600-h/DSC_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT10ZOqAI/AAAAAAAABBY/VxcekMbY8VE/s320/DSC_0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396741543791863810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we sang Happy Birthday to her then I guess it was time to play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all three laid around the house this morning, eating breakfast and playing (great Sunday to do this) and then I wanted Jon to see what happens when he most favorite song comes on. Every morning on the way to school we seriously listen to the new Michael Franti song "Say Hey". You may think I am crazy but the kid LOVES it. She kicks her legs, smiles from ear to ear and dances the whole time. So I noticed on my DVR that he was on Ellen last week and so I played it for her when she was home sick and danced the whole time. Jon hadn't seen it so we caught her reaction on video. It's a little subdued since she wasn't used to watching him but you get the idea. I love my little music queen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6fa9a54320062f3d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fa9a54320062f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D782CDBF9DFF87C51D5E973E715974AB8E8FB908D.66D0C838C5B1AF65EB505E0A92C4355CE97B9598%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fa9a54320062f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBovFc7vTpZTKA7GSMqfFzsMomz8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fa9a54320062f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D782CDBF9DFF87C51D5E973E715974AB8E8FB908D.66D0C838C5B1AF65EB505E0A92C4355CE97B9598%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fa9a54320062f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBovFc7vTpZTKA7GSMqfFzsMomz8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then was naptime #1 (yep there were two today) and we all got ready and had lunch at Jason's Deli- Jon and Eva's favorite place. Eva loves their ice creams cones, as you can tell, so on her birthday she got a special treat! She definitely has her Daddy's sweet tooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUS4aHR8wI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_hcHS2g9szc/s1600-h/IMG_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUS4aHR8wI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_hcHS2g9szc/s320/IMG_0866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740488765240066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUS4JtCODI/AAAAAAAABBI/Nb3GCClqZX8/s1600-h/IMG_0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUS4JtCODI/AAAAAAAABBI/Nb3GCClqZX8/s320/IMG_0871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740484360190002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the rest of the day running a couple errands and a couple hours at home to squeeze in nap time #2. And trust me, it wasn't just for her! Yes I even got in two nap cat naps today. We got ready and headed to our community group which is conveniently comprised of our closest friends in the whole world so we took birthday cookies and got to spend tonight with them. What a blessing to have such great friends for us and her to be around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night ended like most Sunday nights - getting ready for this week's school, pj's and milk, and wind down time yet I think someone was trying to stay up until her "birthtime" (10:57 pm) because she JUST went down about 20 minutes ago (yes an hour and a half past her normal time)!! I mean, we're pushovers, its her birthday, what are we going to do, tell her no?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are with a one year old. The most beautiful, sweet and brilliant one year old I have ever known- but I am bias. It still blows my mind to think about. I can still picture her tiny and fragile in my arms but instead she's all of 22 pounds and full of life. So much is happening that its hard to keep up. This week alone she's completely off formula and baby foods and full on "big girl" milk and solids, she starts a new room tomorrow with the Toddler kids, she's getting a little brother and who knows what else. We anxiously await her first steps and know they're quickly coming. So for now, we'll definitely have our hands full and really, we love every second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you Eva Beth and hope you had a wonderful first birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma and Dada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3772868621032628168?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3772868621032628168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3772868621032628168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3772868621032628168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3772868621032628168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-first-birthday-eva-beth.html' title='Happy First Birthday Eva Beth'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuUT2lHXMjI/AAAAAAAABBo/kXnghcWmD_Q/s72-c/DSC_0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4362647193273009579</id><published>2009-10-24T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:56:54.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Before Eva's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;This post has no pictures but is full of as much love as any of them. Rather, its just the thoughts of a mother on the night before her daughter's first birthday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I rocked my little girl to sleep tonight I absolutely lost track of time. My breath was taken away thinking of all the nights the past year we have sat in her room and rocked, how tiny she was in my arms and now how her arms and legs overflowed my arms. Yet in those moments tonight she was not my big girl who is turning one tomorrow- she was my little girl, my angel baby I prayed for so long to arrive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was overcome with emotion and love for her like I have never felt. I remember being beside myself excited the day I went in the hospital- one year ago tonight. I drove to the hospital in silence since I was all sorts of nervous, scared, thrilled and curious. I waited on Jon to be there as he was driving home from Q-school much like he is tonight. I waited for the next day when I knew I'd finally meet my daughter. Somehow I think I slept a few hours but it was all without knowing the love I was about to experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past year has been a whirlwind. It seems too cliche to say its flown by but it has. I have enjoyed every second of being a Mom, even more than I really think I thought I would. I love how Eva has a way of making me forget about any troubles with her smile. I love that she loves her Daddy with an unconditional love. I love that I slow down to see things from her perspective and that she's taught me how to be a better person. I love that no matter what I do or say, she thinks I am funny. I love that she loves music and that she came out kickin and still loves dancing every day. I love that she started off looking exactly like Jon and now looks more like me everyday. But really I love what she means to us. She is really everything perfect and pure in this world and I cant imagine a day without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited about her first birthday tomorrow. I am excited she'll be a big sister soon and that she got to at least have this first year to herself. More than anything, I look forward to each coming year with anticipation for what she'll do, learn and teach us. She's my little miracle, her Daddy's little girl and the most beautiful creation God could give us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Samuel 1:27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon and I got a canvas with this verse painted on it when we found out we were having a girl and it is hanging in her room. I see it every night when I put her to bed. It reminds me that as I kiss her goodnight, our God is so faithful and very real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4362647193273009579?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4362647193273009579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4362647193273009579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4362647193273009579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4362647193273009579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/night-before.html' title='The Night Before Eva&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8132702183181574514</id><published>2009-10-24T21:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:24:58.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Birthday Party #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a very special afternoon celebrating sweet Eva's birthday one more time with my grandparents. Since neither could come to the party last weekend, my Mom put a small "party" together at my Papaw's nursing home. What a great time playing with balloons, eating a cupcake, enjoying our new books and getting some special time with them. We're so glad they're so close and love Eva so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1wnEBx4I/AAAAAAAABBA/KvQrVclmwd4/s1600-h/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1wnEBx4I/AAAAAAAABBA/KvQrVclmwd4/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396356625244211074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1wUQV8ZI/AAAAAAAABA4/DBRB_b9mjQM/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1wUQV8ZI/AAAAAAAABA4/DBRB_b9mjQM/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396356620195590546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vy-dDdI/AAAAAAAABAw/31csF4Q6EMM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vy-dDdI/AAAAAAAABAw/31csF4Q6EMM/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396356611262189010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vqHQ0aI/AAAAAAAABAo/8YSgNm2A4g0/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vqHQ0aI/AAAAAAAABAo/8YSgNm2A4g0/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396356608883216802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vU0y0SI/AAAAAAAABAg/gMkHce1y4Gc/s1600-h/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1vU0y0SI/AAAAAAAABAg/gMkHce1y4Gc/s320/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396356603168608546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love you Mamaw and Papaw and thanks Mimi for putting it together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8132702183181574514?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8132702183181574514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8132702183181574514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8132702183181574514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8132702183181574514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-birthday-party-3.html' title='Our Birthday Party #3'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuO1wnEBx4I/AAAAAAAABBA/KvQrVclmwd4/s72-c/DSC_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4866143329137724704</id><published>2009-10-23T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:23:31.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Funny New Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish I had gotten this on video but now that Eva is eating solid foods, dinner time has gotten oh so enjoyable. And I am for once not being sarcastic. She has loved practically everything we've given her so far and tonight was some of her favs. The best is that she now wants to "do it herself" which really means she holds the spoon in one hand and uses the other to pick up her food. Well somehow or another tonight she found it hysterical to put the spoon in her mouth and when she'd bite on it, it would go up and down. I guess I must have laughed so hard that now she'll do her "trick" then giggle super hard and do it again. If she did it once, she must have done this twenty times tonight. I am such a sucker Mom because everytime made me laugh. Just seeing the amazement on her face as she realizes she did something new was awesome. I'll never get over that part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJyN6sI38I/AAAAAAAABAY/qk6NxtYhcko/s1600-h/photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJyN6sI38I/AAAAAAAABAY/qk6NxtYhcko/s320/photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396000886961528770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yes, part of her birthday was the purchase of a new Flip Video Camera. Over the next few days, weeks, months Jon and I just knew that moments like these would become priceless and with little man's arrival we didn't want either of us to miss a moment. So get excited, more video will be added to the blog I am sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4866143329137724704?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4866143329137724704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4866143329137724704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4866143329137724704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4866143329137724704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-funny-new-trick.html' title='Our Funny New Trick'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJyN6sI38I/AAAAAAAABAY/qk6NxtYhcko/s72-c/photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3473747006502963176</id><published>2009-10-23T22:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:18:59.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love My Big Girl Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever since I have been pregnant with Eva I have known I wanted her to have one of these great Pottery Barn Kid chairs. However as the first birthday got closer I quickly realized all we'd spent on her and figured this may have to wait until Christmas. Well thank you Mister UPS because today he delievered the best gift! Three of my great friends and Eva's adopted "aunts" went in, knowing I wanted her to have this, and got it for her for her birthday. I can just see her spending her mornings watching her shows in it, curled up and being a big girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxTRunPgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/_3eITRMsnm4/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxTRunPgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/_3eITRMsnm4/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395999879533641218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxTEdMIRI/AAAAAAAABAI/Y2vtf6AxjAk/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxTEdMIRI/AAAAAAAABAI/Y2vtf6AxjAk/s320/photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395999875970900242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxS7WzJEI/AAAAAAAABAA/u_SaVf5RYFI/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxS7WzJEI/AAAAAAAABAA/u_SaVf5RYFI/s320/photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395999873528177730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was definitely a hit as I suspected. She was so excited when I put it together, played on it by throwing herself into it over and over and then was so proud to sit in it like the big girl she is. Even tonight she was great to sit in it with her nini while I made her nighttime bottle. I think I may like this more than she does now that I dont have to worry about her falling off the couch or the bed! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Heather, Jess and Christy for the best birthday present ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3473747006502963176?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3473747006502963176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3473747006502963176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3473747006502963176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3473747006502963176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-my-big-girl-chair.html' title='Love My Big Girl Chair'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJxTRunPgI/AAAAAAAABAQ/_3eITRMsnm4/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6571650482723532551</id><published>2009-10-23T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:14:55.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Found Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning I was getting ready to take Eva and to school and I realized it was awfully quiet. From my closet I couldnt see where she was and for a good reason. I turned the corner only to see this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJw8qpzFVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Qohl1XSRrgQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJw8qpzFVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Qohl1XSRrgQ/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395999491087340882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess someone has discovered what happens when you spin the toilet paper! Busted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6571650482723532551?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6571650482723532551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6571650482723532551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6571650482723532551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6571650482723532551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-found-freedom.html' title='New Found Freedom'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJw8qpzFVI/AAAAAAAAA_4/Qohl1XSRrgQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-252203222312004143</id><published>2009-10-23T22:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:13:21.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After all of Saturday's party festivities and Jon got on the road for Alabama, Eva and I decided to take a day to ourselves and recuperate!? She was so sweet and super snuggly all day so I enjoyed snapping a few pics of our time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv1F4im-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/DHDzxOzXJ_w/s1600-h/IMG_0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv1F4im-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/DHDzxOzXJ_w/s320/IMG_0836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998261446351842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching our favorite shows in Momma's bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0x4UFNI/AAAAAAAAA_o/GRb6QNXNYdk/s1600-h/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0x4UFNI/AAAAAAAAA_o/GRb6QNXNYdk/s320/IMG_0841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998256076690642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was after 5 minutes of letting Eva sort the ads! Doesnt take long to pull out all the pages and our toys, throw the sippy cup and off to play somewhere else. In fact, I think this whole scene was created in under five minutes. Way to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0oxSGwI/AAAAAAAAA_g/kokVHpfYaY4/s1600-h/IMG_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0oxSGwI/AAAAAAAAA_g/kokVHpfYaY4/s320/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998253631281922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snuggling up with Mom for our second nap of the day (there were three total!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0d11RaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GwPanV38rVU/s1600-h/IMG_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv0d11RaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GwPanV38rVU/s320/IMG_0844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998250697573794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of she went. She slept here for an hour and I didnt mind one bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a good thing we both laid low. After Sunday's time together, we were both feeling so much better. Despite how beautiful it was outside, Eva and I didnt leave the house all day and thats fine by me. These days wont be the same much longer so I'll take them when I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-252203222312004143?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/252203222312004143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=252203222312004143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/252203222312004143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/252203222312004143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepy-sunday.html' title='Sleepy Sunday'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJv1F4im-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/DHDzxOzXJ_w/s72-c/IMG_0836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1134477841767854368</id><published>2009-10-23T21:44:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:07:39.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch Party Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If anyone knows me they know I am not the biggest fan of Halloween as a holiday so with a child who's birthday will always be so close I opted to have a party themed more in line with Fall and Pumpkins than ghosts and goblins. The First Birthday has to set the tone for this and a Pumpkin Patch Party seemed like the perfect fit. Even in 45 degree, overcast weather I think it was a success. What a great way to celebrate our little Eva than with all her family, our most wonderful, special friends, snacks and pumpkins. It was a very special day for Jon and I and certainly appreciate everyone coming out and joining in the fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtKWAXKVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BqcUeBfCwbQ/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtKWAXKVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BqcUeBfCwbQ/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995328016492882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Eva as she told us she was turning "one"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtKDfWsPI/AAAAAAAAA_I/avnv89XiRJY/s1600-h/DSC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtKDfWsPI/AAAAAAAAA_I/avnv89XiRJY/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995323046211826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad showing off her new coat and trying to get her to walk to the party- both look cute so thats all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtJoCVn3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/bqWK8PiZOKA/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtJoCVn3I/AAAAAAAAA_A/bqWK8PiZOKA/s320/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995315676749682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yes, I am turning one. Now will you guys stop making me tell you!" -Eva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtJKgDYUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/aEKoSWltTNA/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtJKgDYUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/aEKoSWltTNA/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995307748319554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The grandmothers - Mimi, Ammie and JJ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtIzgSf8I/AAAAAAAAA-w/TEPCYb-pQ3I/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtIzgSf8I/AAAAAAAAA-w/TEPCYb-pQ3I/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395995301575294914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad had my hood on and I kind of look like Yoda now, Thanks Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsm8akyII/AAAAAAAAA-o/EBBwe-JzbZA/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsm8akyII/AAAAAAAAA-o/EBBwe-JzbZA/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994719851694210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome grandparents (and Aunt and Cousin) who all were there for E's big day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Love the faces on everyone, I feel like could/should have a caption for each but will refrain!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsmaycfRI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Fy4IjrPCz2I/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsmaycfRI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Fy4IjrPCz2I/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994710825008402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E's friends enjoying painting the pumpkins they picked out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsmHTWPlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kpDLsZp__78/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJsmHTWPlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kpDLsZp__78/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994705594302034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome birthday cake we all enjoyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJslnoMqAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/OHf478ZlcIM/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJslnoMqAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/OHf478ZlcIM/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994697091819522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Eva's very own that she soon devoured!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJslRE6KgI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ResarlaYC3M/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJslRE6KgI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ResarlaYC3M/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395994691038226946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrkTCUBKI/AAAAAAAAA-A/da4zH6dmV3Q/s1600-h/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrkTCUBKI/AAAAAAAAA-A/da4zH6dmV3Q/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993574872712354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrkIMxWcI/AAAAAAAAA94/C66Ke31SIn8/s1600-h/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrkIMxWcI/AAAAAAAAA94/C66Ke31SIn8/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993571963787714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the girl liked the cake part! No forcing this one to try it. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjpMre3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/nbrc0Qfjmms/s1600-h/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjpMre3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/nbrc0Qfjmms/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993563641903986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful view of a NWA fall pumpkin patch. Makes me happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjUIx2XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EXHFHmBXHcg/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjUIx2XI/AAAAAAAAA9o/EXHFHmBXHcg/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993557988399474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone sacked out from all the fun for the last hour though. Under the coat and her nini actually is my child but she kind of looks like a ball of blanket right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjI2hi4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/CaZT5EybpX4/s1600-h/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJrjI2hi4I/AAAAAAAAA9g/CaZT5EybpX4/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395993554959043458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Orr Family shot with a sleeping birthday girl, sleeping cousin Sawyer and Luke but two very excited Wilson girls ready to play! So glad you were all here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq5uQczkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/u78VwoVtbJg/s1600-h/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq5uQczkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/u78VwoVtbJg/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992843445390914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loaded up and ready to go. Of course she woke up as soon as we got in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq5X9pRJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/0sjuF2v5ACk/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq5X9pRJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/0sjuF2v5ACk/s320/DSC_0201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992837460935826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we had to open presents at the house which you'll see was no problem. Christmas should be a blast now that she knows what to do! Thanks for the help and advice from Helen and Caroline. Such great big cousins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq47fqSMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/P0rrlBA5X4Q/s1600-h/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq47fqSMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/P0rrlBA5X4Q/s320/DSC_0205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992829818980546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq4l-OB7I/AAAAAAAAA9A/kjl9Dr4RHUg/s1600-h/DSC_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq4l-OB7I/AAAAAAAAA9A/kjl9Dr4RHUg/s320/DSC_0218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992824041572274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq4VYuBfI/AAAAAAAAA84/bKlVcl_YMfM/s1600-h/DSC_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJq4VYuBfI/AAAAAAAAA84/bKlVcl_YMfM/s320/DSC_0230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395992819589318130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All done and ready for bath and bedtime. Thanks everyone for making Eva's day so great and special. We'll always treasure this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5647bc26c788d4cb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5647bc26c788d4cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47547C431B7757710BA53855F0DE7F43360A0A51.83D179F31501E7517FCA593651C4119F0478382B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5647bc26c788d4cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6l7hJgpGlvSWDW-0187hnc_Hga4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5647bc26c788d4cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47547C431B7757710BA53855F0DE7F43360A0A51.83D179F31501E7517FCA593651C4119F0478382B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5647bc26c788d4cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6l7hJgpGlvSWDW-0187hnc_Hga4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1134477841767854368?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1134477841767854368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1134477841767854368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1134477841767854368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1134477841767854368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-party-girl.html' title='Pumpkin Patch Party Girl'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJtKWAXKVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/BqcUeBfCwbQ/s72-c/DSC_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5444858796286542551</id><published>2009-10-23T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:44:18.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Sickly Kiddo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There has been so much going on around our house as you can tell from previous post and you'll see shortly. In the midst of it all though, Eva gave us a nice little flu scare. Last Tuesday I got the "Eva has a fever" call from school no parent ever wants. And fever she did. That night she stayed in my bed where I watched it drop and spike as high as 101.8 so Wednesday morning I obvioulsy kept her home and Jon and I took her to the doctor. With all the swine flu going around I'd rather be safe than sorry. I love our pediatric clinic but really, the doctor said "It could be swine flu, it could be teething or something in between." So we came home with us both having a Rx for Tamiflu and proceeded to snuggle and stay inside as instructed for the next 48 hours. The fever broke that night and we spent the next few days with just a tired little munchkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJo2tAgDMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/SfyeCjXINFI/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJo2tAgDMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/SfyeCjXINFI/s320/photo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395990592547196098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunately both of us were totally fine. Eva went back to school Friday and fought a little fussiness through her birthday party but life was back to normal by Sunday. Just in time for Jon to leave for Q School. I am so thankful it must have just been something viral that passed with time. God must have known that my birthday girl and a 38 week preggo Momma needed to deal with that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5444858796286542551?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5444858796286542551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5444858796286542551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5444858796286542551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5444858796286542551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-sickly-kiddo.html' title='First Sickly Kiddo'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SuJo2tAgDMI/AAAAAAAAA8w/SfyeCjXINFI/s72-c/photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6115323690830558350</id><published>2009-10-14T20:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:55:56.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva's First Wildlife Adventure</title><content type='html'>So I began thinking about things I wanted to do with Eva before her little brother came along. Taking her to the zoo was on the list. The Gentry Drive Thru Zoo became our only option since LR and Tulsa were a tad too far. It was cool but not raining last Sunday which meant Jon, Eva and I loaded up after church, picked up Heather who had been looking for a zoo excuse and headed 20 miles west. Its amazing what you can do with acres of land in BFE Arkansas. Enjoy the video of our 2 hour adventure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5d815caee905ca4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d815caee905ca4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6069B2FBCE17DDF3BD72272E6A26DCD85AFF7D3F.833D02C8EF95C96B7DC07C8810F2CF81CFC69932%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d815caee905ca4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZxPrr8jDnKtDmCBWyqWKuB5OeXw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d815caee905ca4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331439022%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6069B2FBCE17DDF3BD72272E6A26DCD85AFF7D3F.833D02C8EF95C96B7DC07C8810F2CF81CFC69932%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d815caee905ca4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZxPrr8jDnKtDmCBWyqWKuB5OeXw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6115323690830558350?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6115323690830558350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6115323690830558350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6115323690830558350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6115323690830558350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/evas-first-wildlife-adventure.html' title='Eva&apos;s First Wildlife Adventure'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-388862921492226230</id><published>2009-10-14T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:11:26.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KJ's Room Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its taken a little while but our little man's room is finally coming together. As of last weekend the majority of the furniture was in, I loaded the dresser with cute pajamas, burp cloths and diapers and we moved E's gender neutral stuff into his room! I have to always give credit to the best designer ever! Myra Graves helped us get the room together and man does she always over deliver. I am so excited about the last few pieces coming in this week, finding a bookcase and a rug and then adding him in person! Here's a sneak peak into where we were as of last Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnKyNDDYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Xs36KkGPqNQ/s1600-h/KJ+Room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnKyNDDYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Xs36KkGPqNQ/s320/KJ+Room+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392611038795599234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnKHiY7bI/AAAAAAAAA8g/8yeltsiQKjU/s1600-h/KJ+Room+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnKHiY7bI/AAAAAAAAA8g/8yeltsiQKjU/s320/KJ+Room+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392611027342388658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnJZXtUpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/dOZXnmJGQfo/s1600-h/KJ+Room+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnJZXtUpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/dOZXnmJGQfo/s320/KJ+Room+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392611014949556882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also I am officially 37 weeks and full term. Praise the Lord the end is in sight. I am so ready for him to be here on the outside and give my body a much needed break! Despite the constant contractions and "soreness", Dr. Hinton is convinced he's content and will stay put until Jon gets home from Q School. So we're packed and ready but still on track for the end of October. He's currently measuring a little small (like Eva so no surprise) and right at 6 pounds. We just continue to pray he's healthy and as excited to see us as we are to see him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then we'll just soak up our time with Eva, enjoy our family at her birthday party, and get through first stage of q school. That should keep us occupied for the next 10 days!&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/6468360232075316943-388862921492226230?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/388862921492226230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=388862921492226230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/388862921492226230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/388862921492226230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/kjs-room-update.html' title='KJ&apos;s Room Update'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZnKyNDDYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Xs36KkGPqNQ/s72-c/KJ+Room+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8825402847067930677</id><published>2009-10-14T18:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:01:51.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had to add our first attempt at a picture of Sawyer and Eva together. It was the best we could get so hoping at the birthday party this weekend we'll have more chances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZl2CM8wQI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/DAFYotruYTU/s1600-h/DSC_0003_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZl2CM8wQI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/DAFYotruYTU/s320/DSC_0003_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392609582801273090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8825402847067930677?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8825402847067930677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8825402847067930677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8825402847067930677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8825402847067930677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/StZl2CM8wQI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/DAFYotruYTU/s72-c/DSC_0003_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-963505400390396173</id><published>2009-10-03T23:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:05:07.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva is a Big Cousin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Praise the Lord, Sawyer Lain Dennis arrived at midnight Saturday, October 3, 2009!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp8eBAFqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/uUr8PCK_E_s/s1600-h/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp8eBAFqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/uUr8PCK_E_s/s320/DSC_0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388603072974952098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weighing 7 pounds, 9 ounces and was 19" of pure perfection. Lauren had what seemed like the quickest first labor I'd ever heard of. Eva and I loaded up and heading to Little Rock as soon as she was admitted into Baptist Medical Center Friday afternoon. Never would have thought that she'd be ready to deliver by 10 that night! She progressed very quickly only to be greeted with the daunting "pushing" task that lasted an hour and a fifty minutes! She was nothing short of incredible and was determined to meet this man as soon as possible. Since Lauren and Josh didnt find out the gender until that moment I am sure it brought on with overwhelming relief and excitement. And how cool that he came at midnight. No joke the contraction clock said 10/3/09 0000:00. Way to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great night with family there to support Josh and Lauren and meet the little man but with all the exhaustion and pain we waited a little longer to find out his name. But all of it was worth the wait. Being the Type A first born child, I cant even imagine waiting 39+ weeks to find all this out but I gotta say it was so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so thankful to be there and admire my sister so much. She's been the best sister and aunt anyone could ask for and have no doubt she'll be the very best mother to Sawyer!! Here are just a few shots from the weekend so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp79pQQmI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LxEBqDxBCO8/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp79pQQmI/AAAAAAAAA8A/LxEBqDxBCO8/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388603064285413986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva was dead asleep when we went to visit Sawyer today and so her first 30 minutes with him was actually nap time for them both with Lauren (and apparently with Uncle Josh too if you look to the left of the pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp7D2n4bI/AAAAAAAAA74/I02W24KO3zs/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp7D2n4bI/AAAAAAAAA74/I02W24KO3zs/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388603048772231602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But once they were both up it was pure joy! Eva was so excited and very intrigued with her new little cousin. She definitely wanted to play with him more than I think he was ready for but it gave me such joy to see her interact with him and picture her "teaching" and "playing" with Sawyer and our baby K very soon. These boys have no idea what they're in store for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp6f2X8bI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-0I73bv27mQ/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp6f2X8bI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-0I73bv27mQ/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388603039107510706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh and Lauren are too cute for words with him as well. Just lots of love and kisses and snuggles. Sawyer has no shortage of love and attention in this family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp5_OzyRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/CROTOGyyLvY/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp5_OzyRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/CROTOGyyLvY/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388603030351628562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the cutie!! Lauren is tired and still in pain but such a trooper and been such a pleasure all day. We'll go see her some more tomorrow before heading back to Northwest Arkansas but how we'll be able to stay away is beyond me. I teared up tonight just thinking about how much he's going to change over the next couple of weeks. Its amazing what these little people do to change our lives. I wouldnt have it any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For as excited as Jon, Eva and I are to welcome our little nephew/cousin in the world I wish Josh and Lauren all the thrills, joys, sleep, cries, and blessings this little man will bring them. I am so proud of them and know they're going to be great parents. Sawyer Lain is a very lucky man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sawyer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you and so glad you're here healthy, beautiful and just perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-963505400390396173?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/963505400390396173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=963505400390396173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/963505400390396173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/963505400390396173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/eva-is-big-cousin.html' title='Eva is a Big Cousin!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgp8eBAFqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/uUr8PCK_E_s/s72-c/DSC_0038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1963446020400808815</id><published>2009-10-03T23:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:46:01.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoMy0iv2I/AAAAAAAAA7g/0zmwti5uQ4A/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoMy0iv2I/AAAAAAAAA7g/0zmwti5uQ4A/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388601154414493538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoMHhL_WI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3sZrb6k3BmU/s1600-h/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoMHhL_WI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3sZrb6k3BmU/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388601142790585698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoLn2W1hI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wYtufluDkcA/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoLn2W1hI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wYtufluDkcA/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388601134289442322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Eva's 1st Birthday Party planning is well under way and of course a photo shoot was necessary to get the perfect 1st invitation (thanks Abby Lulu). Thought I would include a little sneak peak into what was a very fun night when one gorgeous little pumpkin is allowed to play in leaves and with a very large pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgm9MD5ofI/AAAAAAAAA7I/e_D4qwaSbXk/s1600-h/EVA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Ssgm9MD5ofI/AAAAAAAAA7I/e_D4qwaSbXk/s320/EVA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388599786800259570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy October everyone!! Its quickly becoming my favorite month of the year... and now you know why!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1963446020400808815?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1963446020400808815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1963446020400808815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1963446020400808815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1963446020400808815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-little-pumpkin.html' title='Our Little Pumpkin'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsgoMy0iv2I/AAAAAAAAA7g/0zmwti5uQ4A/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6628151262397940104</id><published>2009-09-28T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:55:11.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very, Very Happy Post of the Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In all the chaos of our lives, all of the saddness, stress and business I find in my life, its moments like this when I feel like I am the luckiest girl in the whole world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in lieu of a big baby shower this go round I said all I wanted was a fun night out with the girls. And thats exactly what I got this last Saturday! This picture makes me smile ear to ear as a reminder that I have the best most beautiful (inside and out) friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsEFQ_IXB6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/pukGJgDdxSw/s1600-h/whittaker_001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsEFQ_IXB6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/pukGJgDdxSw/s320/whittaker_001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386592418694367138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for making the night so special, for baby k's wonderful goodies (the Target card is even already spent) and for the constant love and support the last 34 weeks! I can not wait for him to come into a world where you all are around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6628151262397940104?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6628151262397940104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6628151262397940104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6628151262397940104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6628151262397940104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-all-chaos-of-our-lives-all-of.html' title='My Very, Very Happy Post of the Day!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsEFQ_IXB6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/pukGJgDdxSw/s72-c/whittaker_001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-3490615979198121055</id><published>2009-09-27T23:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:27:38.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9.25.09- 11 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Time goes by way too fast the moment you want it to slow down!!! I cant believe Eva turned 11 months old last Friday on the 25th. She's doing so much I dont even know how to list it all. Even over the weekend she stood on her own!! No steps yet but her balance is unreal. It wont be long. Jon leaves for two weeks tomorrow and we're kind of hoping she'll wait until he gets back but we'll see. Definitely time to invest in a video camera. So at 11 months she weighed in at 21.8 pounds, I have ordered the toddler seat and cleaned out her closet of most of her clothes smaller than 9 months for sure but we're on our way to the 12 month old section! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsA6Zee1HgI/AAAAAAAAA64/YbWcehCn0E0/s1600-h/11+Months+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsA6Zee1HgI/AAAAAAAAA64/YbWcehCn0E0/s320/11+Months+old.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386369363688627714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a quick photo I snapped of our little 11 month old before heading off to school. Such a big girl and excited to be planning her first birthday party festivities! We love you munchkin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-3490615979198121055?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3490615979198121055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=3490615979198121055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3490615979198121055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/3490615979198121055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-goes-by-way-too-fast-moment-you.html' title='9.25.09- 11 Months Old'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SsA6Zee1HgI/AAAAAAAAA64/YbWcehCn0E0/s72-c/11+Months+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2058893889056087733</id><published>2009-09-22T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:53:26.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like her Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There must be something fascinating about golf with infants but Eva has discovered that her Daddy has these awesome toys (aka golf clubs and golf balls) that I can play with too. She's quick to grab them anytime Jon leaves clubs around the house and even better is when he's putting, she'll chase and pick up the golf balls. Its too cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaxzlDWQI/AAAAAAAAA6w/NpSHj-ulR7E/s1600-h/golf+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaxzlDWQI/AAAAAAAAA6w/NpSHj-ulR7E/s320/golf+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384505009948023042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaxTCWwnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mA8aTXU83BA/s1600-h/golf+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaxTCWwnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mA8aTXU83BA/s320/golf+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384505001212559986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What impresses me the most is she gets it. When we were in Florida Jon was testing out a new putter on this silly little putting green and as Jon would hit them she'd go get them and put them in the cup! Seriously? How does a 10 month understand that. She even helped pick out the putter he bought. (ok not exactly but she and I like to think so)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Srmaw4AzTSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/t3_RwWJk3Gk/s1600-h/golf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Srmaw4AzTSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/t3_RwWJk3Gk/s320/golf2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384504993958284578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmawuX5jpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/KFvUAfMYd1s/s1600-h/golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmawuX5jpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/KFvUAfMYd1s/s320/golf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384504991370808978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then they were "playing" in the living room and she totally remembered. Jon said he'd hit the ball and she'd go get it and bring it to him. What a sweet little skill! Its like Jon's very own little caddy! Atta girl making Da-Da proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2058893889056087733?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2058893889056087733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2058893889056087733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2058893889056087733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2058893889056087733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-like-her-daddy.html' title='Just Like her Daddy'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaxzlDWQI/AAAAAAAAA6w/NpSHj-ulR7E/s72-c/golf+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6019255624343087648</id><published>2009-09-22T22:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:46:40.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happens When You're a Working Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have to brag a little on my dear husband. I love my job but I gotta say, work has been work these days. Its uncertain, hectic and just plain tough lately but Jon has been nothing but supportive and understanding. Being 33 weeks pregnant and really stressed isnt the best combination, add on top of that my weekends to rest have been full of activity, and my nights arent exactly sound sleeping. Needless to say I've been a little tired. So when I found out I had to yes, go into work, last Sunday, Jon was right there to at least appear excited about an afternoon with Eva. Sounds like they had fun together and he was sweet enough to send me pictures throughout the day/night. I missed them terribly but loved that I could focus on what I needed to get done knowing they were having a great time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmYp2ps1AI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9QbdjQm6VB0/s1600-h/dadday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmYp2ps1AI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9QbdjQm6VB0/s320/dadday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384502674310616066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know these days of just the two of them only happen every now and then so while I get a little jealous I am very thankful. Eva LOVES her Daddy so much and think its because she sees how much I love him. :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jon for being such a supportive husband even when you dont want to be but also for being the best Dad Eva could ever ask for. I know you'll be the best to K.J. too. Me and the kids are so lucky to have you and love you more everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6019255624343087648?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6019255624343087648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6019255624343087648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6019255624343087648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6019255624343087648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/working-mother.html' title='It Happens When You&apos;re a Working Mother'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmYp2ps1AI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9QbdjQm6VB0/s72-c/dadday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-5257753677109370454</id><published>2009-09-22T22:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:39:39.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy to Think About</title><content type='html'>While I update all this great info on Eva Beth, its crazy to sit and think that in just five weeks, I'll have two kids to keep you all updated on. My how this second go round has flown by. My checkups are now bi-monthly and I should go to weekly after tomorrow. I have been feeling good, not great but good. Baby K has been much harder on my physically but I attribute most of that to two things A) I just did this B) I am chasing around a very mobile and active 10 month old. So put that on top of all the regular pregnancy "joys" and you may know why I say I am doing just fine. I have had more Braxton-Hicks contractions with him than I remember having with Eva so bad they take my breath away sometimes and I am gaining weight in totally different ways but unfortunately still gaining the same amount (even though I swore I'd "do better" this time).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People keep asking me if "we're ready" and I guess my answer is "sure". I mean, It doesnt feel real to me still. Other than the physical reminders, I don't feel like I am having another baby in only 5 weeks but I guess the realization that its really happening is beginning to sink in. I know what to expect with labor so I am not near as afraid of that this time, I know what to expect when he comes home, and doing all I know to do to prepare a one year old as best as you can for a new little brother. So if thats ready, then sure. I can say without a doubt I am excited beyond belief to meet him and to be DONE being pregnant thats for dang sure! Jon would agree, I think we might actually get more sleep after he arrives than what we're getting now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when my sister was here this past weekend just going through things for her baby's preparation, it prompted me to finally sit down and do a little of my own planning. I got all excited, pulled out his notebook and made my hospital packing list, figured out the things I still need to go purchase and the things I still need to do. While usually a good to do list is therapeutic for me, I think it sent me into a tizzy. All his bedroom furniture and bedding should be done this week so I'll for sure post pictures then and I know I need to scan his 3D pics and add them to the blog (even though I feel like they are so similar I could just repost Eva's and you'd know what they look like). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last day in the office is currently planned for October 23rd and so my goal is just to keep him cooking until the following week then if he doesn't come on his own, I'll be shocked if I go past that weekend. My wonderful doctor said she highly doubts I'll go past the 29th and wouldn't be at all shocked if he comes before E's birthday but I am hoping and praying that's not the case. We shall know more over the coming weeks so stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, I need to finish out K's room, we have a niece or nephew that should arrive in the next two weeks and a little princess's birthday party to plan so I am sure there will be lots happening around house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise to keep the blog more updated... ha... ok let me rephrase that, I promise to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-5257753677109370454?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5257753677109370454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=5257753677109370454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5257753677109370454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/5257753677109370454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/crazy-to-think-about.html' title='Crazy to Think About'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4494535622234135882</id><published>2009-09-22T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:07:42.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Hogs Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend marked the start of one of my very favorite seasons... College Football and more specifically- RAZORBACK FOOTBALL. Its amazing how much I have looked forward to game days but really now I look forward to them very differently. While not long ago it was because we could tailgate all day long until we were exhausted yet somehow find the extra adrenaline to cheer on the hogs for four additional hours then tailgate some more afterward, not long ago, all I worried about what "what time did we leave so I know if the dog is ok" and not long ago, the college kids we sit by entertained me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The college kids still somewhat entertain me, I still would love to tailgate all day long... but what I looked forward to the most this year was getting Eva in her cheerleading uniform, teaching her to call the hogs and then knew I'd be happy if I would just be able to enjoy the majority of the game! Fortunately all were achieved! Yes here is somewhat of the proof I have that whenever I would do the very famous "wooooooo pig sooie" and raise my arms, Eva would smile really big, raise her arms and scream. I tried to capture some of this as proof of our success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOepkwhSI/AAAAAAAAA6A/b_yRwoCIoo0/s1600-h/hogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOepkwhSI/AAAAAAAAA6A/b_yRwoCIoo0/s320/hogs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384491486705386786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOeR9BOZI/AAAAAAAAA54/5p1iawemkNU/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOeR9BOZI/AAAAAAAAA54/5p1iawemkNU/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384491480364693906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the game experience, I didnt quite make it to tailgate this go round (unless you count grabbing a water, two oreos tailgating, and Jon who'd been there for 5 hours already tailgating) but thanks to Mimi I did make it to the game and was able to enjoy the whole thing. To be clear, enjoying it meant I got to watch it. There's nothing enjoyable about defeat thanks to a lousy defense and knowing that my Georgia friend would be ready to brag Monday but the weather was nice, I felt great, Jon was actually in attendance and I knew Eva was having a blast. Not much more a Mom can ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOePB3RmI/AAAAAAAAA5w/CyTeGbOxWbI/s1600-h/gohogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOePB3RmI/AAAAAAAAA5w/CyTeGbOxWbI/s320/gohogs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384491479579706978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Eva before the Arkansas vs Georgia Home Game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to many more awesome Razorback memories throughout the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4494535622234135882?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4494535622234135882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4494535622234135882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4494535622234135882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4494535622234135882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-hogs-go.html' title='Go Hogs Go'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmOepkwhSI/AAAAAAAAA6A/b_yRwoCIoo0/s72-c/hogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-6194782444034145387</id><published>2009-09-22T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:48:09.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Growing Up On Our Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaYMF-VpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_idHe_N0XbY/s1600-h/standing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaYMF-VpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_idHe_N0XbY/s320/standing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384504569851958930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure all the other moms out there will understand that once you have a mobile child the ability to capture it on camera, much less sit down to document it all, goes away. Thankfully I have caught a few moments tonight to catch up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There arent as many pics of all thats been going on so I'll share what I can. Over the past couple of weeks, we've made lots of big girl strides! We can now wave hi and bye in context! (Before she could do the motion but didnt know why) Eva is 21 pounds and clearly stable enough to pull up on everything, walk a few steps around the table or beside whatever it is she's holding on to. She has discovered that clapping her hands is super fun and especially enjoys it whenever we turn on Jack's Big Music Show (still her favorite show of all). Jon and I are having so much fun watching our little angel explore her new world with so much freedom and excitement. Nighttimes have never been better and actually dread putting her to sleep now because I love watching all she does. The little riding/walking car that our cousin Abby shared with us has been a huge hit. She loves walking with it, although Mom gets nervous since the wheels move faster than her little legs, but really she likes riding it. And by riding it, I mean sitting on it, pulling the handles and pushing herself back into the walls! So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmMOgi1VTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/eFhOfJw35S4/s1600-h/photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmMOgi1VTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/eFhOfJw35S4/s320/photo+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384489010380231986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so amazing to Jon and I both that she's so aware of her world. She's on the verge of moving to the toddler room at her school as soon as she can get a little more comfortable standing and eating a few more solid foods. But once that happens her whole world will change, as will ours. She's really into mimicking whatever you do from sounds, to hand motions to just cuddling. Its so incredible and I am amazed by her everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my best moments of the day has been when I put her down at night. She's so sweet all the time, but the times we just snuggle and rock are the ones I know I will cherish as those are about to have to be shared. So for as big as she seems to me during the day, for the fact that I cant believe I am planning her first birthday, I love sneaking in her room before I go to bed to be reminded that to me, she'll always be my little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmMOC2jrzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/K4xbfNL8VR0/s1600-h/photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmMOC2jrzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/K4xbfNL8VR0/s320/photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384489002409897778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-6194782444034145387?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6194782444034145387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=6194782444034145387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6194782444034145387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/6194782444034145387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-growing-up-on-our-hands.html' title='More Growing Up On Our Hands'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmaYMF-VpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_idHe_N0XbY/s72-c/standing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2165835371874728913</id><published>2009-09-22T21:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:46:12.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highchair Hilarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When we get home from school we have dinner and its usually pretty typical.. veggie, fruit, cheese and water. But this particular night we see Miss Eva's little personality coming out when food wasnt on her mind but rather entertaining Mom. I cant even believe I got pictures of this because I was too busy laughing hysterically but fortunately for you all - I did!! Check out the progression of what happens with a little attention and laughter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLMU7KqEI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/7oyfrSh8LMg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLMU7KqEI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/7oyfrSh8LMg/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487873389701186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLH-YTxBI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/rmtYpBSZR1A/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLH-YTxBI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/rmtYpBSZR1A/s320/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487798618440722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLHt6Rj-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/tN09zOdFHxw/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLHt6Rj-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/tN09zOdFHxw/s320/photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487794197499874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLHJK7TgI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dxlwFOUE7d0/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLHJK7TgI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dxlwFOUE7d0/s320/photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487784335232514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLGx55hrI/AAAAAAAAA44/BN9KlloPJC4/s1600-h/photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLGx55hrI/AAAAAAAAA44/BN9KlloPJC4/s320/photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487778089797298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after all the laughing, screaming, faces and fun, Mom made her dinner. I cant remember what I had because it doesnt matter. What I remember most about this night was it was one of the very first times Eva was in the kitchen floor and I turned around to see our little "baby" pulled up and pulling the magnets off the side of the fridge. It was the realization mobility had kicked in and our little girl was definitely now our big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLGbHkiXI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8bRhUsHMY2M/s1600-h/photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLGbHkiXI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8bRhUsHMY2M/s320/photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487771973126514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2165835371874728913?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2165835371874728913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2165835371874728913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2165835371874728913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2165835371874728913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/highchair-hilarity.html' title='Highchair Hilarity'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmLMU7KqEI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/7oyfrSh8LMg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1424889379980598337</id><published>2009-09-22T21:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:32:46.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos from Rosemary Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The very last night we were in Florida we took the girls (Eva and Abby) down to Rosemary Beach for their family night. Lots to do and see but while Abby waited in line to get her face painted our family photography "aka Uncle Ron" snapped a few photos of us. So here are the official 2009 Beach Photos while we're still a family of three. Next year... well, you know the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIbp9V3oI/AAAAAAAAA4o/1yh4PdDMeVk/s1600-h/Family3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIbp9V3oI/AAAAAAAAA4o/1yh4PdDMeVk/s320/Family3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484838199123586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIN7ZSd4I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/F5tp2M08lKI/s1600-h/Jon%26E1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIN7ZSd4I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/F5tp2M08lKI/s320/Jon%26E1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484602361575298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIIyMBOJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/h_VwsDNk5ek/s1600-h/Amanda%26E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIIyMBOJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/h_VwsDNk5ek/s320/Amanda%26E2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484513990654098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHkEh2YgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YiTbKQ4KL1I/s1600-h/Eva1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHkEh2YgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YiTbKQ4KL1I/s320/Eva1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483883258896898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHjhv0wGI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nry-HBoSiUs/s1600-h/Eva2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHjhv0wGI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nry-HBoSiUs/s320/Eva2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483873922269282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHjQcTQqI/AAAAAAAAA34/zPtOAfj6zKM/s1600-h/Jon%26E3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHjQcTQqI/AAAAAAAAA34/zPtOAfj6zKM/s320/Jon%26E3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483869276979874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHiwSYUeI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2hXJjqRbdGQ/s1600-h/Boys%26Girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHiwSYUeI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2hXJjqRbdGQ/s320/Boys%26Girls1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483860645433826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHii9_plI/AAAAAAAAA3o/nLG8aIVO2UY/s1600-h/Amanda%26G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHii9_plI/AAAAAAAAA3o/nLG8aIVO2UY/s320/Amanda%26G.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483857070270034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1424889379980598337?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1424889379980598337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1424889379980598337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1424889379980598337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1424889379980598337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-photos-from-rosemary-beach.html' title='Family Photos from Rosemary Beach'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmIbp9V3oI/AAAAAAAAA4o/1yh4PdDMeVk/s72-c/Family3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-1879782985376883758</id><published>2009-09-22T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:26:13.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Sha-bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So its taken a couple weeks but they're finally up... the official vacation pictures from our week in Santa Rosa Beach. Hope you enjoy them as much as we do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHCExH1oI/AAAAAAAAA3g/1GmB5rDNrpc/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHCExH1oI/AAAAAAAAA3g/1GmB5rDNrpc/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483299207403138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHBkTyZ0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/CLRDYf5EJQ0/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHBkTyZ0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/CLRDYf5EJQ0/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483290494428994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmGoUE63nI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/dBwXamRdf-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmE4RIu8uI/AAAAAAAAA1o/9l0fsypBzK4/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384480931705713378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmE3zHKL6I/AAAAAAAAA1g/rFYkxhDXbxQ/s1600-h/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmE3zHKL6I/AAAAAAAAA1g/rFYkxhDXbxQ/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384480923646046114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-1879782985376883758?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1879782985376883758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=1879782985376883758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1879782985376883758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/1879782985376883758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/whole-sha-bang.html' title='The Whole Sha-bang!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/SrmHCExH1oI/AAAAAAAAA3g/1GmB5rDNrpc/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-2096362846552656962</id><published>2009-09-08T22:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:12:11.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back...Santa Rosa Beach 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sqcmy6I-v_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SFPdsmJcICg/s1600-h/Family3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sqcmy6I-v_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SFPdsmJcICg/s320/Family3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379310935959584754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cant even begin to explain how wonderful it was to spend time in Florida as a family of three, and with the other Whittakers- Ron, Gerritt &amp;amp; Abby and of course JJ and Pa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the most awesome week, less relaxing than expected but better than ever before! There are so many great pictures, memories and stories to share but for now- its 11 pm and I'll have to post them all when I get some more time. For now though, just wanted our blogging friends to know we're home and alive and will share a ton more soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Whittakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-2096362846552656962?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2096362846552656962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=2096362846552656962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2096362846552656962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/2096362846552656962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/09/santa-rosa-beach-2009.html' title='We&apos;re Back...Santa Rosa Beach 2009'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Sqcmy6I-v_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SFPdsmJcICg/s72-c/Family3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-8490494611362625082</id><published>2009-08-20T23:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:24:57.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eva is in an interesting phase right now. I dont know if its teething or growing or what but girl has been testing my patience. I gotta give her credit though. She may not want to go to sleep. She may fight me when I take something away, eat Gabby's (the dog) food, pull toys out all over and my rockstar sleeper all of a sudden wants to wake up and play at 2 am but... God love this face!! When she's on, she's on and bathtime is usually that time. I swear, I laugh the most at her during her baths. She loves them more now that she has figured out how to get her toys out of the holder, throw them out of the tub, pull up on the side (against my will) and splash like there's no tomorrow. The entire time we're in the tub, and thats usually until her toes are pruned or she's cold, she's smiling and laughing herself. Since Jon is traveling so much, I snapped a quick pic of that ear to ear grin that I thought was worth sharing with you all too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With so much tragedy and loss my wonderful friends have all been experiencing lately I thought it was equally as important to be reminded of these little moments when for 20 minutes of my day the world stops spinning, nothing else matters and this beautiful angel gets to crack me up more than anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4gLGlel1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZJAUc6iDF7o/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4gLGlel1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZJAUc6iDF7o/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266780618037074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-8490494611362625082?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8490494611362625082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=8490494611362625082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8490494611362625082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/8490494611362625082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-night-laughter.html' title='Thursday Night Laughter'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4gLGlel1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZJAUc6iDF7o/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4195223645048895477</id><published>2009-08-20T23:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:18:31.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby KJ is so blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am blessed beyond measure. First I was spoiled awaiting Eva's arrival and now this. I specifically asked for something small for baby k- more along the lines of a sprinkle, not a shower, but I need to be careful what I ask for. I certainly felt more showered but I am not complaining. I am grateful and thankful to share 10 hours a day with the best teammates anyone could ask for and Tuesday was more evidence. K.J.W. is one lucky man to be brought into a world with such a welcoming committee! Thanks everyone for making my day brighter and clearly his car seat much cooler! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4ewFu0XaI/AAAAAAAAA1I/X2K1hSXwb60/s1600-h/5414_626857375837_20600834_36944810_1411256_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4ewFu0XaI/AAAAAAAAA1I/X2K1hSXwb60/s320/5414_626857375837_20600834_36944810_1411256_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265217020681634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4evl6XLtI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Hy4U_DD85F8/s1600-h/5414_626857405777_20600834_36944816_3589365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4evl6XLtI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Hy4U_DD85F8/s320/5414_626857405777_20600834_36944816_3589365_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265208479166162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4evLSKQGI/AAAAAAAAA04/N02zQyw1gms/s1600-h/5414_626857385817_20600834_36944812_2813402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4evLSKQGI/AAAAAAAAA04/N02zQyw1gms/s320/5414_626857385817_20600834_36944812_2813402_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265201331224674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4eu9BtQCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PUqdvCALli4/s1600-h/5414_626858338907_20600834_36944825_3015668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4eu9BtQCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PUqdvCALli4/s320/5414_626858338907_20600834_36944825_3015668_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265197504118818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4eucS2OfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5HL15gwtFq8/s1600-h/5414_626857395797_20600834_36944814_1480405_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4eucS2OfI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5HL15gwtFq8/s320/5414_626857395797_20600834_36944814_1480405_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265188717640178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to give props to them for putting a theme together even I could love (since I dont usually like a theme). Everything was Razorback/Hog Wild. Lunch was at Whole Hog - super yummy BBQ, he got the most precious bib and well the paci clips and car seat cover werent hog themed I know the ladies will go hogwild over how awesome he looks!! Thats my boy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again and I can not wait for him to meet you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda, Jon and K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468360232075316943-4195223645048895477?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4195223645048895477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4195223645048895477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4195223645048895477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4195223645048895477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-kj-is-so-blessed.html' title='Baby KJ is so blessed!'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/So4ewFu0XaI/AAAAAAAAA1I/X2K1hSXwb60/s72-c/5414_626857375837_20600834_36944810_1411256_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-4633134915651646211</id><published>2009-08-14T08:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:29:18.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad News</title><content type='html'>So its with a heavy heart that I do have an update on Reese and the Rowe's. Sweet baby girl is with Jesus now in Heaven. If you have a stronger heart than me right now, you should check out her blog update. Just heart wrenching.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, thank you all for your prayers and hope you'll continue to lift the family up over the next hours, days, weeks. I cant even begin to think about what Katie is going through as a mother, Jason is dealing with as a Daddy and husband and poor Zach. All I can hope is they find comfort in all those that love them dearly and that the Lord blesses them immensely for their continued reliance on Him. I cant say I'd be as brave as they are (blogging and updating everyone) but I am sure there is some peace in knowing how many people wanted to know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray also that all of you who have healthy babies hold them and kiss them a little more today than ever before.&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/6468360232075316943-4633134915651646211?l=evabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4633134915651646211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468360232075316943&amp;postID=4633134915651646211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4633134915651646211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468360232075316943/posts/default/4633134915651646211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evabeth.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-news.html' title='Sad News'/><author><name>Amanda Whittaker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKp3gNLBkVQ/Swr1dKcIlmI/AAAAAAAABG0/pOu5-kNoUT4/S220/IMG_4423.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468360232075316943.post-346994075742858215</id><published>2009-08-13T10:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:45:17.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for Baby Reese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);   line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Isn't it amazing how no matter how old we get, how much we learn, it seems to always takes tragedy to bring life into perspective. God is amazing that way, or at least thats how its worked in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So since I awoke yesterday morning, I find myself incredibly humbled and prayerful for a friend of mine's little girl the past 48 hours. Katie &amp;amp; Jason went my high school and always thought the world of them as people and as a couple. They have the most adorable little boy and welcomed an equally beautiful little girl, Reese Catherine, in
