<?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-8454601203913115940</id><updated>2012-01-25T14:38:02.671-06:00</updated><category term='flo'/><title type='text'>Pigtails and Pacifiers</title><subtitle type='html'>Psalm 102:18 "Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord."
I created this blog to document my day to day activities as a stay at home mom with three little ladies who are growing up too fast. This is for them to enjoy long after I am gone.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1099538219987120655</id><published>2012-01-01T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:17:03.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>My New Year resolution was going to be to take a picture of the girls everyday this year. My thoughtful husband thought we should take a family picture everyday instead. We will see how long that lasts! Here is our first picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAyzu7m1kmw/TwM2K2ZyctI/AAAAAAAABXw/B1w53XSARsI/s1600/IMG_1933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAyzu7m1kmw/TwM2K2ZyctI/AAAAAAAABXw/B1w53XSARsI/s400/IMG_1933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693453913956709074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1099538219987120655?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1099538219987120655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1099538219987120655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1099538219987120655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1099538219987120655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAyzu7m1kmw/TwM2K2ZyctI/AAAAAAAABXw/B1w53XSARsI/s72-c/IMG_1933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5455832191243284927</id><published>2011-12-25T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:16:53.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Papa and Nana's</title><content type='html'>After church we headed over the Nana and Papa's for Christmas. Papa had to work Christmas day so we waited for him to get off work before opening presents. The girls asked for Papa to come home for a solid 2 1/2 hours. I have never seen 3 little girls more excited to see their Papa when he finally arrived! The Belle was thrilled to get a scooter and a pottery maker. The May loved her Easy Bake Oven. The Lynn loved all of her gifts but was really sad when there wasn't anymore to open (that was her favorite part of Christmas). After Nana and Papa's the girls had a sleep over at Margo and Jude's. The girls were excited to see all of their new toys. My favorite toy that Margo and Jude got was Just Dance 3 for the wii! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2BltEdDpv8/TwM0qJhHJ_I/AAAAAAAABXk/hzTZJ7teW5s/s1600/IMG_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2BltEdDpv8/TwM0qJhHJ_I/AAAAAAAABXk/hzTZJ7teW5s/s400/IMG_1880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452252640389106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evYUrNE82IU/TwM0pxch2CI/AAAAAAAABXU/zhaAipWSSx4/s1600/IMG_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evYUrNE82IU/TwM0pxch2CI/AAAAAAAABXU/zhaAipWSSx4/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452246178715682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2t8YEs2tL0/TwM0powz4yI/AAAAAAAABXM/AfssRUtswuk/s1600/IMG_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2t8YEs2tL0/TwM0powz4yI/AAAAAAAABXM/AfssRUtswuk/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452243847865122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5455832191243284927?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5455832191243284927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5455832191243284927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5455832191243284927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5455832191243284927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-at-papa-and-nanas.html' title='Christmas at Papa and Nana&apos;s'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2BltEdDpv8/TwM0qJhHJ_I/AAAAAAAABXk/hzTZJ7teW5s/s72-c/IMG_1880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3038465737890483233</id><published>2011-12-25T10:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:16:42.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning!</title><content type='html'>There were LOTS of squeals at our house this morning. The Belle was so dramatic when she opened each gift. It was as if she won a million dollars with each gift she opened. The May kept saying "I can't believe it". The Lynn was a little overwhelmed with her sisters excitement but she quickly got into the routine of tearing into her gifts. After they opened their gifts and ate our weekly Sunday morning cinnamon rolls for breakfast we went to church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WCiEkv1zk/TwMzKm54cUI/AAAAAAAABW8/zd0ngJeHhOU/s1600/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WCiEkv1zk/TwMzKm54cUI/AAAAAAAABW8/zd0ngJeHhOU/s400/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693450611261468994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyxka8zaviY/TwMzKmyxU8I/AAAAAAAABWs/KdVDP6dSxn4/s1600/IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyxka8zaviY/TwMzKmyxU8I/AAAAAAAABWs/KdVDP6dSxn4/s400/IMG_1824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693450611231642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jj8J80rstKw/TwMzKYyDROI/AAAAAAAABWk/79GWhJJw-h0/s1600/IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jj8J80rstKw/TwMzKYyDROI/AAAAAAAABWk/79GWhJJw-h0/s400/IMG_1819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693450607470527714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNBgYAhnEZU/TwMzJaAnVXI/AAAAAAAABWY/__ap5OO4sGo/s1600/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNBgYAhnEZU/TwMzJaAnVXI/AAAAAAAABWY/__ap5OO4sGo/s400/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693450590620177778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHcgjO8i95s/TwMzJKBC3DI/AAAAAAAABWM/Fro7GDJz0Xo/s1600/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHcgjO8i95s/TwMzJKBC3DI/AAAAAAAABWM/Fro7GDJz0Xo/s400/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693450586327014450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3038465737890483233?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3038465737890483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3038465737890483233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3038465737890483233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3038465737890483233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WCiEkv1zk/TwMzKm54cUI/AAAAAAAABW8/zd0ngJeHhOU/s72-c/IMG_1841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2337745686967936308</id><published>2011-12-24T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:16:31.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve!</title><content type='html'>The girls opened their traditional pajamas from Nana tonight. You can almost feel the excitement in the pictures. I think tonight was the fastest they have ever gone to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhOQkdeDpg0/TwMyKhT5a_I/AAAAAAAABV8/4-g45nPyRxc/s1600/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhOQkdeDpg0/TwMyKhT5a_I/AAAAAAAABV8/4-g45nPyRxc/s400/IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693449510248344562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TW0SA-45UM/TwMyKMK16cI/AAAAAAAABVw/FgnpbEiYCtM/s1600/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TW0SA-45UM/TwMyKMK16cI/AAAAAAAABVw/FgnpbEiYCtM/s400/IMG_1803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693449504573221314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OY6nwwL4Q8c/TwMyJm6NICI/AAAAAAAABVk/52cVR-pJyZ8/s1600/IMG_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OY6nwwL4Q8c/TwMyJm6NICI/AAAAAAAABVk/52cVR-pJyZ8/s400/IMG_1802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693449494571327522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KN-EeTk1KQ4/TwMyISo18pI/AAAAAAAABVY/S4X_-yvZzTE/s1600/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KN-EeTk1KQ4/TwMyISo18pI/AAAAAAAABVY/S4X_-yvZzTE/s400/IMG_1801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693449471949927058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewnSRtG8C6I/TwMyIIuc33I/AAAAAAAABVM/T6bhOPmDETg/s1600/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewnSRtG8C6I/TwMyIIuc33I/AAAAAAAABVM/T6bhOPmDETg/s400/IMG_1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693449469289095026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2337745686967936308?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2337745686967936308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2337745686967936308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2337745686967936308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2337745686967936308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhOQkdeDpg0/TwMyKhT5a_I/AAAAAAAABV8/4-g45nPyRxc/s72-c/IMG_1804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-208814300160857957</id><published>2011-12-22T10:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:16:12.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Pappy and Grandmama!</title><content type='html'>We spent the day celebrating Christmas with husband's side of the family. We always have a blast together. All the grandkids got new bikes/scooter for Christmas. My girls were completely shocked! I can't believe I didn't get a picture of Margo with her new scooter. It was so sweet to see baby Marshall on his first Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyihLRlcsTc/TwMwHNW5uhI/AAAAAAAABVE/uLleVxZLKfg/s1600/IMG_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyihLRlcsTc/TwMwHNW5uhI/AAAAAAAABVE/uLleVxZLKfg/s400/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693447254329375250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1W22pXZLHM/TwMwGuwhnoI/AAAAAAAABU0/7Z4A9NAIZ_8/s1600/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1W22pXZLHM/TwMwGuwhnoI/AAAAAAAABU0/7Z4A9NAIZ_8/s400/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693447246115348098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SzhRymdQpXU/TwMwGQKb7mI/AAAAAAAABUo/3902RwVDpP0/s1600/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JW-o57DOR6A/TwMuUl_RaMI/AAAAAAAABT0/uEjynw0aTvA/s400/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693445285256194242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykG7a7r_-tU/TwMuUXfurmI/AAAAAAAABTs/58jDJrysRXw/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykG7a7r_-tU/TwMuUXfurmI/AAAAAAAABTs/58jDJrysRXw/s400/IMG_1764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693445281365798498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-208814300160857957?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/208814300160857957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=208814300160857957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/208814300160857957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/208814300160857957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-with-pappy-and-grandmama.html' title='Christmas with Pappy and Grandmama!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyihLRlcsTc/TwMwHNW5uhI/AAAAAAAABVE/uLleVxZLKfg/s72-c/IMG_1793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6214220631935269396</id><published>2011-12-22T10:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:16:01.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Houses</title><content type='html'>We were cleaning out drawers and closet's recently and the girls came across old Christmas pictures. Before there were any children in my husbands family we had a tradition of making gingerbread houses. When the girls found out about this they were devastated that they had never made a gingerbread house. They have now declared that the gingerbread house tradition is back! The May really enjoyed the final product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MH2X7SXIFQ/TwMrNEP5UaI/AAAAAAAABTc/OUp7M55uL8s/s1600/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MH2X7SXIFQ/TwMrNEP5UaI/AAAAAAAABTc/OUp7M55uL8s/s400/IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693441857405145506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-5wuKO0NAs/TwMrM5vSk-I/AAAAAAAABTU/yffI2rpCYR8/s1600/IMG_1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-5wuKO0NAs/TwMrM5vSk-I/AAAAAAAABTU/yffI2rpCYR8/s400/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693441854584034274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_PkdepCeJ4/TwMrL5I8P-I/AAAAAAAABTI/YzmpPf7wdlE/s1600/IMG_1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_PkdepCeJ4/TwMrL5I8P-I/AAAAAAAABTI/YzmpPf7wdlE/s400/IMG_1753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693441837243318242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_m77symvdU/TwMrLl1Dw8I/AAAAAAAABS8/EEWtyGxCojc/s1600/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_m77symvdU/TwMrLl1Dw8I/AAAAAAAABS8/EEWtyGxCojc/s400/IMG_1751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693441832059651010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6214220631935269396?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6214220631935269396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6214220631935269396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6214220631935269396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6214220631935269396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread-houses.html' title='Gingerbread Houses'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MH2X7SXIFQ/TwMrNEP5UaI/AAAAAAAABTc/OUp7M55uL8s/s72-c/IMG_1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-465488379588861255</id><published>2011-12-20T10:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:15:50.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa @ Pizza Hut!</title><content type='html'>My sweet husband teaches some pretty cool students (who also read my blog). One of the girls favorite is "Mr." Jarred. We have a tendency to run into him at the beach quite often. He also works at Pizza Hut. He was sweet enough to let us know that Santa was making a visit to Pizza Hut and that kids eat free!! It just so happened that it was also The Lynn's birthday. We didn't tell the girls that Santa would make an appearance but they did know Jarred would be working (I think they were more excited to see him than Santa). The girls were very surprised to see Santa. The Lynn was a tad bit scared of him. Their main concern was "where he parked his sleigh". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qudAMPAeAM/TwMnGMR7dsI/AAAAAAAABRw/HN6rNCCJL_I/s1600/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qudAMPAeAM/TwMnGMR7dsI/AAAAAAAABRw/HN6rNCCJL_I/s400/IMG_1748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693437341255562946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTeb7mMheC8/TwMnF719EFI/AAAAAAAABRk/xLDKcmETEPE/s1600/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTeb7mMheC8/TwMnF719EFI/AAAAAAAABRk/xLDKcmETEPE/s400/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693437336843259986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-465488379588861255?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/465488379588861255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=465488379588861255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/465488379588861255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/465488379588861255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/santa-pizza-hut.html' title='Santa @ Pizza Hut!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qudAMPAeAM/TwMnGMR7dsI/AAAAAAAABRw/HN6rNCCJL_I/s72-c/IMG_1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-9041885963500163336</id><published>2011-12-17T10:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:15:38.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lynn turned 3!</title><content type='html'>The Lynn finally had a real birthday party (her 1st birthday she was sick and just family came and we cancelled her 2nd party because we were all sick). We were so excited for her until we got to the park and a cold front moved through. I had to go to the store to buy all the kids hats and gloves. None of us were prepared for the frigid wind. So, needless to say it was probably the fastest birthday party in the history of parties. The Lynn didn't mind though. She loved all of her gifts and had a blast! I still can't believe our baby is3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iZ_mPc0Xzo/TwMpS5g5VEI/AAAAAAAABSs/l6-q1TMWni0/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iZ_mPc0Xzo/TwMpS5g5VEI/AAAAAAAABSs/l6-q1TMWni0/s400/IMG_1724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693439758579618882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1CltKklYWI/TwMpSjZazAI/AAAAAAAABSg/wvdHszA06YQ/s1600/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1CltKklYWI/TwMpSjZazAI/AAAAAAAABSg/wvdHszA06YQ/s400/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693439752642677762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErkmUt_87SM/TwMpRtVKG0I/AAAAAAAABSU/ODeF1zvJZts/s1600/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErkmUt_87SM/TwMpRtVKG0I/AAAAAAAABSU/ODeF1zvJZts/s400/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693439738129292098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRtGugQ3iOY/TwMpRUz_pMI/AAAAAAAABSI/VcJvjSlEdKA/s1600/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRtGugQ3iOY/TwMpRUz_pMI/AAAAAAAABSI/VcJvjSlEdKA/s400/IMG_1712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693439731547743426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2jptKmU0SM/TwMpRM-BRHI/AAAAAAAABR8/AljB87XVnbs/s1600/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2jptKmU0SM/TwMpRM-BRHI/AAAAAAAABR8/AljB87XVnbs/s400/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693439729442309234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-9041885963500163336?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/9041885963500163336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=9041885963500163336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9041885963500163336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9041885963500163336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/lynn-turned-3.html' title='The Lynn turned 3!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iZ_mPc0Xzo/TwMpS5g5VEI/AAAAAAAABSs/l6-q1TMWni0/s72-c/IMG_1724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8701273575265423693</id><published>2011-12-09T09:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:15:28.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Town of Bethlehem</title><content type='html'>One of our local churches had a night in Bethlehem. Thankfully, a friend of mine posted about how great it was on facebook. So, we decided to check it out. It was so fun! The church set up a literal town of Bethlehem in their parking lot. Each tent offered a different Jewish trade. The girls baked bread, made perfume, made jewelry, hammered out a picture onto sheets of metal, made a mosaic cross, and their favorite thing of all....rode real horses!! Thankfully, Nana and Papa went with us and helped carry all their creations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7YC35-3vHA/TwMlCGhIunI/AAAAAAAABRY/WB1gW21PJf8/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7YC35-3vHA/TwMlCGhIunI/AAAAAAAABRY/WB1gW21PJf8/s400/IMG_1686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693435071966001778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IPyEeUe9VIY/TwMlB76yVyI/AAAAAAAABRM/ouoSPrcuz5U/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IPyEeUe9VIY/TwMlB76yVyI/AAAAAAAABRM/ouoSPrcuz5U/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693435069120796450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss66GUBbyyM/TwMkkub3DDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/I9sXYNjymC8/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLBUOD9X_7c/TwMkh4uC7GI/AAAAAAAABQM/8BvMMDCTrUY/s400/IMG_1637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693434518506237026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8701273575265423693?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8701273575265423693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8701273575265423693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8701273575265423693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8701273575265423693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-town-of-bethlehem.html' title='Little Town of Bethlehem'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7YC35-3vHA/TwMlCGhIunI/AAAAAAAABRY/WB1gW21PJf8/s72-c/IMG_1686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-243481342866637037</id><published>2011-12-09T09:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:15:09.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Party</title><content type='html'>The big girls had their school Christmas party today at the bouncy place. I was thrilled when I found out the Lynn could also go (and so was she). The only picture I captured of all 3 girls was when they were sharing a $3.25 blue icee! They had so much fun! After the party they went back to school and exchanged gifts. Each girl drew a friends name from their class. They were both beyond excited to give their gift (I think they were more excited to give their gift than to receive one). It was a great way to end the year before Christmas break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEf3pUPiH3s/TwMi7q4m1-I/AAAAAAAABQE/ABR7btEwTIc/s1600/IMG_1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEf3pUPiH3s/TwMi7q4m1-I/AAAAAAAABQE/ABR7btEwTIc/s400/IMG_1631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693432762445780962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgHpFSvYaag/TwMi7Y6nBjI/AAAAAAAABP0/5Nq00jEbfBo/s1600/IMG_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgHpFSvYaag/TwMi7Y6nBjI/AAAAAAAABP0/5Nq00jEbfBo/s400/IMG_1625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693432757622343218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-243481342866637037?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/243481342866637037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=243481342866637037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/243481342866637037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/243481342866637037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-party.html' title='School Party'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEf3pUPiH3s/TwMi7q4m1-I/AAAAAAAABQE/ABR7btEwTIc/s72-c/IMG_1631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2292518701141650805</id><published>2011-12-04T09:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:14:51.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa,</title><content type='html'>The girls wrote their letters to Santa tonight. It was quite the process. Each girl wanted to make sure they included each gift they REALLY wanted. I love how the May sounded out each word in her letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua9cAOPnDNg/TwMhkoxVNmI/AAAAAAAABPo/mvpRkYaLrHA/s1600/IMG_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua9cAOPnDNg/TwMhkoxVNmI/AAAAAAAABPo/mvpRkYaLrHA/s400/IMG_1588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693431267229775458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZpw6IcQo5k/TwMhkfvTPPI/AAAAAAAABPc/YijNDVqHqGA/s1600/IMG_1587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZpw6IcQo5k/TwMhkfvTPPI/AAAAAAAABPc/YijNDVqHqGA/s400/IMG_1587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693431264805338354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2292518701141650805?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2292518701141650805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2292518701141650805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2292518701141650805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2292518701141650805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa,'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua9cAOPnDNg/TwMhkoxVNmI/AAAAAAAABPo/mvpRkYaLrHA/s72-c/IMG_1588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-167844183667124689</id><published>2011-12-03T09:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:14:36.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite Christmas traditions is the day we pick out and cut down our Christmas tree. It was lots of fun this year! Now that the girls are older; they each had a vote on the tree we should choose. I think this was our best tree yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooxO2UBllA8/TwMgofRd_yI/AAAAAAAABPQ/3jop-035rAU/s1600/IMG_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooxO2UBllA8/TwMgofRd_yI/AAAAAAAABPQ/3jop-035rAU/s400/IMG_1577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693430233888063266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYx-CdMB_AU/TwMgnGASchI/AAAAAAAABPE/UMzrdoQHWVA/s1600/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYx-CdMB_AU/TwMgnGASchI/AAAAAAAABPE/UMzrdoQHWVA/s400/IMG_1571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693430209925247506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWDyG9cFrdc/TwMgm4ev9XI/AAAAAAAABO4/9npkI9UvDi8/s1600/IMG_1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWDyG9cFrdc/TwMgm4ev9XI/AAAAAAAABO4/9npkI9UvDi8/s400/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693430206294914418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-167844183667124689?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/167844183667124689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=167844183667124689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/167844183667124689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/167844183667124689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooxO2UBllA8/TwMgofRd_yI/AAAAAAAABPQ/3jop-035rAU/s72-c/IMG_1577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3625393256015660867</id><published>2011-11-30T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T10:15:22.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudge Mouth</title><content type='html'>Our nightly routine is exhausting to say the least. The girls bedtime is 7:30 so we start our nightly routine of baths, put on pajamas (or jomminies as The Lynn calls them), blow dry hair, brush teeth, floss teeth, rinse with fluoride, bed time story, and last but not least tuck everyone into bed. The tucking everyone into bed is a routine all in itself. Each girl must have their specific pillow pet (whale for The Belle, 2 lady bugs for The May, and a bumblebee for The Lynn), their special doll (a minnie mouse doll for The Belle, Madeline and Genevieve for The May, and Cleo the dog for The Lynn), and of course their special blanket that must be placed on top of them just right. Then each girl needs a hug, kiss, I love you, and last but not least we all say "you are the best" to each other about 50 times. By the time Husband and I close the door we both let out a big sigh. Then it is free time for us! Free time usually consists of some sort of dessert and watching whatever we want on t.v.! Occasionally, someone sneaks out of bed to announce they have an itch, some part of their body hurts, or to tattle on someone for talking instead of going to sleep. The really bad part about this is once one of us has to return to their bedroom each girl must have another: kiss, hug, I love you, and another round of you are the best said back and forth. So, last night The Lynn was the one who came out to inform us that she was scared of going to sleep. Husband took her back to bed and was the lucky one to go through the goodnights.....again. As he tucked in The May (again) she said "why does your mouth smell like fudge?". If we aren't careful our night time party may be busted and we will never get these girls into bed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3625393256015660867?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3625393256015660867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3625393256015660867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3625393256015660867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3625393256015660867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/fudge-mouth.html' title='Fudge Mouth'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3810629576334407547</id><published>2011-11-29T14:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:40:57.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks have been so busy! So, here is a re-cap of what we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, Nana, and myself catered the girls Thanksgiving lunch at their school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2koH0xr_Sc/TtVAQ3ARO7I/AAAAAAAABNU/AdVJeQCSb1g/s1600/IMG_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2koH0xr_Sc/TtVAQ3ARO7I/AAAAAAAABNU/AdVJeQCSb1g/s400/IMG_1507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517163384912818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lynn got her first haircut! I know some of you are thinking "really? her first haircut? isn't she almost three?". Well, she was my only baby who actually had ringlet curls and I was a tad bit attached to those sweet curls. But, it was time and she was excited to get a haircut. I am happy to say the curls are still there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0w8UlFkz5E/TtVBFU3WkcI/AAAAAAAABN4/N0rtqmaFPhg/s1600/IMG_1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0w8UlFkz5E/TtVBFU3WkcI/AAAAAAAABN4/N0rtqmaFPhg/s400/IMG_1524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518064753775042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Xb15jA7mKg/TtVBFBYtKSI/AAAAAAAABNo/2kfq1QFqW8s/s1600/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Xb15jA7mKg/TtVBFBYtKSI/AAAAAAAABNo/2kfq1QFqW8s/s400/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518059524958498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qMUdfIoE2M/TtVBEyY4NVI/AAAAAAAABNg/8gRkZUSF3M4/s1600/IMG_1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qMUdfIoE2M/TtVBEyY4NVI/AAAAAAAABNg/8gRkZUSF3M4/s400/IMG_1520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518055499150674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving! No Thanksgiving would be complete without a fun game of "mother may I" with cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdQf3s6Nf7I/TtVB6wmydUI/AAAAAAAABOo/AU0XT2cObtQ/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdQf3s6Nf7I/TtVB6wmydUI/AAAAAAAABOo/AU0XT2cObtQ/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518982733559106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLYbSht-XHc/TtVB4zc7tTI/AAAAAAAABOc/cL-XgopjZi4/s1600/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLYbSht-XHc/TtVB4zc7tTI/AAAAAAAABOc/cL-XgopjZi4/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518949137790258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLohHqn2s3Y/TtVB4kOTSyI/AAAAAAAABOM/B2_tzFRLHFY/s1600/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLohHqn2s3Y/TtVB4kOTSyI/AAAAAAAABOM/B2_tzFRLHFY/s400/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518945049889570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMtL-fz8CFQ/TtVB4WJT1JI/AAAAAAAABOE/I6R1eiLyElw/s1600/IMG_1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMtL-fz8CFQ/TtVB4WJT1JI/AAAAAAAABOE/I6R1eiLyElw/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680518941270856850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most shocking event was Husband, Nana, and myself shopped from 10:00 Thanksgiving night until 6:00 Friday morning. That is right my sweet Husband braved all the shoppers all night long!! Unfortunately, I did not capture it on film.....but it happened! Now, we are gearing up for Christmas. The girls and I put out Christmas decorations this afternoon. Hopefully, we can continue our tradition of cutting down our Christmas tree this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3810629576334407547?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3810629576334407547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3810629576334407547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3810629576334407547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3810629576334407547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2koH0xr_Sc/TtVAQ3ARO7I/AAAAAAAABNU/AdVJeQCSb1g/s72-c/IMG_1507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-9040073394214490262</id><published>2011-11-15T15:05:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T15:28:23.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest Fun!</title><content type='html'>The Belle and The May had a harvest program/festival at their school last Saturday. All of the kids dressed as early Americans. The program was super cute! The May's class said The Pledge of Allegiance and sang My Country Tis of Thee. The Belle's class recited Romans 13:1-6 (and she even had a small speaking part with 2 other classmates). Grandmama was sweet enough to make The Lynn a colonial girl costume so she wouldn't feel left out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YNra99lHco/TsLV2LYPt0I/AAAAAAAABMA/f3HnT73n38k/s1600/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YNra99lHco/TsLV2LYPt0I/AAAAAAAABMA/f3HnT73n38k/s400/IMG_1408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675333607184381762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJi0zrV32rE/TsLV28FG8jI/AAAAAAAABMY/mbfc9gcs82o/s1600/IMG_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJi0zrV32rE/TsLV28FG8jI/AAAAAAAABMY/mbfc9gcs82o/s400/IMG_1419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675333620257452594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yG9oL-Xy0M/TsLV2aqA6-I/AAAAAAAABMM/oC2zahaGCU8/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yG9oL-Xy0M/TsLV2aqA6-I/AAAAAAAABMM/oC2zahaGCU8/s400/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675333611285441506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each family was asked to create a game booth for the festival. The kids had a great time going from booth to booth (they got candy at each one). I think their favorite game was the doughnut eating contest. The only rule was you could not use your hands. It was hilarious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVrz179VDrU/TsLXFZ4-QtI/AAAAAAAABMw/aGEnhscqEI4/s1600/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVrz179VDrU/TsLXFZ4-QtI/AAAAAAAABMw/aGEnhscqEI4/s400/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675334968289411794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PMansE1jMPg/TsLXE3Wk_NI/AAAAAAAABMk/lMQNEE7hJ9Q/s1600/IMG_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PMansE1jMPg/TsLXE3Wk_NI/AAAAAAAABMk/lMQNEE7hJ9Q/s400/IMG_1484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675334959018343634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lynn didn't want to have anything to do with the doughnut eating contest, but she did enjoy getting her face painted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3B1uPdHdLZI/TsLY9psZiBI/AAAAAAAABNI/z2XqIST5AbE/s1600/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3B1uPdHdLZI/TsLY9psZiBI/AAAAAAAABNI/z2XqIST5AbE/s400/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675337034115942418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a cook off between all the moms. There was an award given for the best crock pot dish and for the best dessert. Yours truly can apparently cook a pretty good apple crisp cheesecake! The award: a pie cutter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4HKQRkDKEs/TsLXoyBhWdI/AAAAAAAABM8/KE3Klo3D2Fs/s1600/IMG_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4HKQRkDKEs/TsLXoyBhWdI/AAAAAAAABM8/KE3Klo3D2Fs/s400/IMG_1493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675335576063138258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-9040073394214490262?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/9040073394214490262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=9040073394214490262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9040073394214490262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9040073394214490262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/harvest-fun.html' title='Harvest Fun!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YNra99lHco/TsLV2LYPt0I/AAAAAAAABMA/f3HnT73n38k/s72-c/IMG_1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8405666695676795122</id><published>2011-11-10T09:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:42:26.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy Smartsy!</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite traditions we have started is the Arts Festival! Who doesn't love glitter, glue, sand art, face painting, jewelry making, clay, and so much more?!?! It was a great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcmAoAiIV8w/TrvwjCAJwMI/AAAAAAAABL0/HVPFPjDsp-o/s1600/IMG_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcmAoAiIV8w/TrvwjCAJwMI/AAAAAAAABL0/HVPFPjDsp-o/s400/IMG_1388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673392640226869442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGtcRnBnc8E/TrvraXhOOaI/AAAAAAAABLo/f6GyAGzH4IM/s1600/IMG_1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wGtcRnBnc8E/TrvraXhOOaI/AAAAAAAABLo/f6GyAGzH4IM/s400/IMG_1386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673386993825757602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjfC_wHW_I4/TrvraHyzkpI/AAAAAAAABLc/AWSBrRLb4cU/s1600/IMG_1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjfC_wHW_I4/TrvraHyzkpI/AAAAAAAABLc/AWSBrRLb4cU/s400/IMG_1383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673386989604541074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-Ptml7S6Fo/TrvrZPtIREI/AAAAAAAABLQ/NN07zjg7Jic/s1600/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-Ptml7S6Fo/TrvrZPtIREI/AAAAAAAABLQ/NN07zjg7Jic/s400/IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673386974548345922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLOcb2kjXWc/TrvrYslawUI/AAAAAAAABLE/MTtqAoSW55A/s1600/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLOcb2kjXWc/TrvrYslawUI/AAAAAAAABLE/MTtqAoSW55A/s400/IMG_1370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673386965120762178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7s50Hf7ZBOY/TrvrYdE0phI/AAAAAAAABK4/fDTtLsi8GZo/s1600/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7s50Hf7ZBOY/TrvrYdE0phI/AAAAAAAABK4/fDTtLsi8GZo/s400/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673386960957515282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8405666695676795122?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8405666695676795122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8405666695676795122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8405666695676795122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8405666695676795122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/artsy-smartsy.html' title='Artsy Smartsy!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcmAoAiIV8w/TrvwjCAJwMI/AAAAAAAABL0/HVPFPjDsp-o/s72-c/IMG_1388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6267871746190235080</id><published>2011-11-05T07:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:49:46.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if I can fly now!</title><content type='html'>The Belle has been wiggling two of her bottom teeth for about 3 months now. FINALLY, last night one of the wigglers came out (well, as The Belle was going to bed Nana pulled it out; which delayed bed time for about 30 minutes). At first she was super excited that it came out. Then, when she realized there was some blood she started to feel like she was going to gag (unfortunately, that girl gets her highly sensitive gag reflex from me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJRg-oqFDQ/TrUvGDlinZI/AAAAAAAABKk/aBwLVSOKcvU/s1600/IMG_1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJRg-oqFDQ/TrUvGDlinZI/AAAAAAAABKk/aBwLVSOKcvU/s400/IMG_1360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671491086831492498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CG4qh80AOZw/TrUvF624kII/AAAAAAAABKU/fEWuPX_Eo_4/s1600/IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CG4qh80AOZw/TrUvF624kII/AAAAAAAABKU/fEWuPX_Eo_4/s400/IMG_1354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671491084488315010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:15 this morning (notice it is SATURDAY morning! Hence the day we can actually sleep in!) The Belle came into our bedroom and woke us from a deep sleep when she yelled "Momma, the tooth fairy came and left me money!". You would have thought it was Christmas morning. We all (including The May and The Lynn) went to check it out. Not only did the tooth fairy leave $1 but she also left behind some pixie dust. Everyone was very excited. The Belle asked if she could fly now, The May thought it was gold, and The Lynn wanted to know who was going to clean up the big mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6se5qHuNZmw/TrUwrlpd1BI/AAAAAAAABKs/aYtu8a4D2EM/s1600/IMG_1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6se5qHuNZmw/TrUwrlpd1BI/AAAAAAAABKs/aYtu8a4D2EM/s400/IMG_1363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671492831141549074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling the tooth fairy will be a frequent flyer around here from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6267871746190235080?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6267871746190235080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6267871746190235080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6267871746190235080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6267871746190235080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wonder-if-i-can-fly-now.html' title='I wonder if I can fly now!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJRg-oqFDQ/TrUvGDlinZI/AAAAAAAABKk/aBwLVSOKcvU/s72-c/IMG_1360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5815390286257492480</id><published>2011-11-04T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:13:03.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte Died</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure who took Charlotte's death worse; me or The Belle. The Belle had several questions like...who would take care of the babies, how did Charlotte get sick, where would Wilbur put the egg sac, but her main concern was who would bury Charlotte. The May took her death pretty well; she could not understand why we were crying. We will read the last chapter tonight and I am pretty sure more tears will fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBvyR1Zf-Vg/TrPoF_2PLOI/AAAAAAAABKI/PQhJ4yVjomM/s1600/IMG_1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBvyR1Zf-Vg/TrPoF_2PLOI/AAAAAAAABKI/PQhJ4yVjomM/s400/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671131545525497058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SR3WYHIs-kQ/TrPoFlPtijI/AAAAAAAABJ8/w_umXlhnUgE/s1600/IMG_1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SR3WYHIs-kQ/TrPoFlPtijI/AAAAAAAABJ8/w_umXlhnUgE/s400/IMG_1350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671131538384587314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5815390286257492480?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5815390286257492480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5815390286257492480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5815390286257492480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5815390286257492480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/11/charlotte-died.html' title='Charlotte Died'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBvyR1Zf-Vg/TrPoF_2PLOI/AAAAAAAABKI/PQhJ4yVjomM/s72-c/IMG_1351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5213671287913563081</id><published>2011-11-01T20:02:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:28:16.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treatie (that is what we heard all night from The Lynn)!</title><content type='html'>I have to admit I was a little disappointed that my girls did not have matching costumes or a theme this year for Halloween. But, I think each costume showed their personality well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-SvhBfYQao/TrCY602htQI/AAAAAAAABJs/jZi9J3LsIws/s1600/IMG_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-SvhBfYQao/TrCY602htQI/AAAAAAAABJs/jZi9J3LsIws/s400/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670200067246634242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MwWl3-76mU/TrCY6vCtGcI/AAAAAAAABJg/wk970lWThjw/s1600/IMG_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--MwWl3-76mU/TrCY6vCtGcI/AAAAAAAABJg/wk970lWThjw/s400/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670200065687099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGe--oY3490/TrCY5O2vdbI/AAAAAAAABJY/K66xlZiJE0w/s1600/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGe--oY3490/TrCY5O2vdbI/AAAAAAAABJY/K66xlZiJE0w/s400/IMG_1295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670200039867119026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WqI8LoFG-So/TrCY416Hv7I/AAAAAAAABJI/9b8EwtpUySg/s1600/IMG_1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WqI8LoFG-So/TrCY416Hv7I/AAAAAAAABJI/9b8EwtpUySg/s400/IMG_1291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670200033170407346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first year since The Belle was born that we did not participate in trunk or treat. I am a girl of tradition so I was a little sad. The change was nice though. Nana and Papa picked us up and we went to Grandmama and Pappy's church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcI0vXWAAAk/TrCYXBpr9YI/AAAAAAAABJA/56k5T08lswg/s1600/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcI0vXWAAAk/TrCYXBpr9YI/AAAAAAAABJA/56k5T08lswg/s400/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670199452207150466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church had game booths set up. The girls got candy at each game they played. They also got a balloon and a cupcake at the cake walk. We really enjoyed it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFjUqm96x4k/TrCYW-jatJI/AAAAAAAABIw/hC9zKxLGcIk/s1600/IMG_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFjUqm96x4k/TrCYW-jatJI/AAAAAAAABIw/hC9zKxLGcIk/s400/IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670199451375547538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9jAu-JoXks/TrCYV_wSrcI/AAAAAAAABIk/TFpzYuRlBBU/s1600/IMG_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9jAu-JoXks/TrCYV_wSrcI/AAAAAAAABIk/TFpzYuRlBBU/s400/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670199434518113730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Csk4Pv9Z2s/TrCYVhBey0I/AAAAAAAABIY/Dx6dd1MgHVk/s1600/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Csk4Pv9Z2s/TrCYVhBey0I/AAAAAAAABIY/Dx6dd1MgHVk/s400/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670199426268711746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the loot they got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkhHVP1todw/TrCXSdAx30I/AAAAAAAABIM/3Ha6r4CyqJc/s1600/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkhHVP1todw/TrCXSdAx30I/AAAAAAAABIM/3Ha6r4CyqJc/s400/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670198274140790594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls won a pair of funny man glasses. They thought it was hilarious! I love their faces with the glasses on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWsDR-RYit0/TrCXSMUch1I/AAAAAAAABIA/saBDn5X33C8/s1600/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWsDR-RYit0/TrCXSMUch1I/AAAAAAAABIA/saBDn5X33C8/s400/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670198269659875154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bAxUZOhPK8/TrCXRPtPstI/AAAAAAAABH0/Zp5N7wDkhco/s1600/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bAxUZOhPK8/TrCXRPtPstI/AAAAAAAABH0/Zp5N7wDkhco/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670198253389329106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j81GKRIupiw/TrCXQxzUYZI/AAAAAAAABHo/YfFt3bcHmMY/s1600/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I was always quick to say things like "my child will NEVER act that way, I will NEVER do that to my child, I will NEVER let my child eat that", and the list goes on and on. &lt;br /&gt;Well, today it happened (again)....I ate those words. We took our children to a place where I said I would NEVER take them. We took them to the (I still can't believe I did this) fair. Now some of you are probably saying "what is the big deal?". &lt;br /&gt;You see, the fair here isn't like the fair you read about in Charlotte's Web. There are no bobbing for apples, sack races, or pie eating contests. &lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure the people who work at the fair have been released from their cell and transported by an officer to operate all the rides. I know that sounds super judgmental but seriously these people are scary. And not to mention the cost is outrageous. &lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we went on ladies night (can you believe it.....I took my children somewhere that has LADIES NIGHT!!) so husband was the only one who had to pay the $10 admission price. &lt;br /&gt;The one and only reason we took the girls is because as soon as The Belle got in the van from school one day last week she announced "Momma there is this girl in my class that said the fair is coming to our town and will only be here for 10 days. She told me all about it. I asked her if there would be a ferris wheel there and she said YES. Momma I have never even seen a ferris wheel in my entire life". &lt;br /&gt;So, then I began to justify in my mind why we should take them (I knew I would have to convince her daddy). I thought "we are reading Charlotte's Web and the girl is 6 years old and has never seen a ferris wheel and really the fair can't be that bad especially if we go in the daylight". Then when I found out there was a ladies night where we could get in free I had made up my mind that we would go but; we would be there as soon as the doors opened (at 4:00), we would only ride the ferris wheel, see the livestock, and leave before the sun went down. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the big kicker to the fair; every ride takes a certain amount of tickets. You can purchase a wrist band (and ride all the rides) for $20 a person (which would have cost us $100..those are Disney World prices people!!) or purchase tickets separately. 1 ticket is $1.25 the ferris wheel takes 5 tickets. &lt;br /&gt;So, let's do the math. 5 people times 5 tickets = 25 tickets at $1.25= $31.25 to ride a ferris wheel!! So, we decided that I would ride with the girls and husband would stay behind. Because seriously that is more than our water bill. &lt;br /&gt;As we approached the ride I began to pray that we would make it off the thing safely because let's be honest it was probably put together in a matter of 2 hours. The girls loved the ride and really wanted to ride more but I really wanted to be able to grocery shop this week. &lt;br /&gt;We did get to see some chickens, turkeys, ducks, geese, pigs, bunnies, and cows. The girls must have said "oh my word" a million times when they were looking at all the animals. We also went into the art exhibit and saw some very good art work done by local children. &lt;br /&gt;As we were pulling out of the parking lot (which cost $5 to park in) The Belle said "I really like Disney World better because people don't smoke there". The May chimes in and says "yea and you get to ride ALL the rides there". I have to admit; I agree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilOs4f94qM4/Tqdr4wOT1VI/AAAAAAAAA50/lM7jDMBvP9k/s1600/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilOs4f94qM4/Tqdr4wOT1VI/AAAAAAAAA50/lM7jDMBvP9k/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667617278830826834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79lnLM0t5CA/Tqdr5UpnCDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/3bEfukSKulE/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79lnLM0t5CA/Tqdr5UpnCDI/AAAAAAAAA6M/3bEfukSKulE/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667617288609007666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU0iGv-0hEE/Tqdr5CtuQeI/AAAAAAAAA58/R7HhQSznAqM/s1600/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZU0iGv-0hEE/Tqdr5CtuQeI/AAAAAAAAA58/R7HhQSznAqM/s400/IMG_1131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667617283794420194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8066355851203507165?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8066355851203507165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8066355851203507165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8066355851203507165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8066355851203507165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-ate-them.html' title='I Ate Them...'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilOs4f94qM4/Tqdr4wOT1VI/AAAAAAAAA50/lM7jDMBvP9k/s72-c/IMG_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1029892588110338248</id><published>2011-10-20T08:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:24:43.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, the girls went on a field trip.....Grandmama also joined us! We went to a corn maize at a farm. It was one of the best field trips I have ever been on. We started out on a hay ride which The Belle claimed that she got "farm sick" on because we went in a big circle. After the hay ride we had a lesson from a retired teacher about corn and cows (the girls got to even milk a pretend cow) we also had a hoe-down. Then we got lost in the corn maize. Thankfully, the corn was only about 5ft tall so we could at least see the direction we had to go to get out. Once we finally found our way out the girls went on a cow train ride. This ride was the craftiest thing I have ever seen (look at the pictures closely; the kids are sitting in 55 gallon barrels that were converted into seats; seat belts were included). The pictures do not even begin to show just how much fun the kids had on the ride! After the ride we ate a picnic lunch and the kids played on the farm playground. 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They both finished their first 5k. Husband and I ran with The Belle, Nana and Grandmama walked with The May, and Pappy strolled around with The Lynn (the two of them make great cheerleaders). We were shocked when The Belle won 2nd place in her age category. She is SO proud of her medal. The May is now convinced that she can run a 5k too. Her favorite part of the race was the free chocolate doughnuts. I don't blame her; a girl needs to carb up after walking a 5k!&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of fun and we can't wait for the next one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IuxhRHqJhQI/Tpsto1eIgwI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U-zjDqMTw_s/s1600/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IuxhRHqJhQI/Tpsto1eIgwI/AAAAAAAAA3g/U-zjDqMTw_s/s400/IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664171135920014082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BKFM3VkEGU/TpstoJ5SkQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QYUzFEaY6J0/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BKFM3VkEGU/TpstoJ5SkQI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QYUzFEaY6J0/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664171124222759170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7WGtIQdH_r0/TpstnedensI/AAAAAAAAA3I/d-phsVptbfE/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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We finished my all time favorite children's book this week; The Boxcar Children. Husband thought he would give reading to the girls a try. His book choice; Treasure Island. After the first chapter The Belle and The May had to sleep together because The May couldn't stop thinking about Black Dog and his wooden leg. The Belle let us know last night that they would have to sleep together for at least another 38 nights since there are 39 chapters in the book! So, I decided we needed to change books. Treasure Island can wait a couple more years. After convincing The May that she really would love Charlotte's Web just as much as Treasure Island (if not more) we started it. Let me just say, it took some strong convincing; she REALLY wanted to read that book. Some of the language in classic children's literature is different. For example, they use words like queer to describe a noise or an expression on someone's face. My girls had no idea what that meant! My favorite explanation happened last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fern is running through the wet grass and gets her sneakers sopping wet. I automatically think the girls won't know what sopping means. But, The Belle was quick to explain that sopping meant really wet so on we read. The Belle stopped me and said "why is her candy bar wet?". It took me a few seconds and then I realized she thought sneakers was snickers!!! The funny thing is that The Belle hasn't ever eaten a snickers because she doesn't like nuts and I'm really not sure when the last time she saw one was. Obviously, I have never referred to their tennis shoes and sneakers. &lt;br /&gt;I just love how their minds think!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-816549342116860559?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/816549342116860559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=816549342116860559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/816549342116860559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/816549342116860559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/sopping-snickers.html' title='Sopping Snickers'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5958090147255543303</id><published>2011-10-12T07:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:28:17.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jude Turned 5</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Jude's 5th birthday on Saturday. We were so excited to have all of the 6 cousins together for the first time! We started the morning off with an x-games birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lxuzR3qqXs/TpWThmscjDI/AAAAAAAAA04/deTTdo9twRY/s1600/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lxuzR3qqXs/TpWThmscjDI/AAAAAAAAA04/deTTdo9twRY/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594312020200498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKommagOalM/TpWTg3RtKuI/AAAAAAAAA0o/BXx6y1FIqWY/s1600/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKommagOalM/TpWTg3RtKuI/AAAAAAAAA0o/BXx6y1FIqWY/s400/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594299291577058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YLLnhYRyqU/TpWTghsVa-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/xC52w3s1XbY/s1600/IMG_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YLLnhYRyqU/TpWTghsVa-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/xC52w3s1XbY/s400/IMG_0934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594293497687010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1MXLVrgv_8/TpWUH86YmkI/AAAAAAAAA1M/h7R-39zZUJs/s1600/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1MXLVrgv_8/TpWUH86YmkI/AAAAAAAAA1M/h7R-39zZUJs/s400/IMG_0978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594970819271234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqKpXL_GjrA/TpWUHkDl6oI/AAAAAAAAA1A/561Q9mRynlY/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QqKpXL_GjrA/TpWUHkDl6oI/AAAAAAAAA1A/561Q9mRynlY/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662594964147006082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night with a camp out at our house. Thanks to Aunt Sarah for setting up the tent. She had a little help in the daylight by my sweet husband but, she did the majority of the work in the dark. Believe it or not the kids slept really well in the tent (for the exception of The Lynn; after her first evacuation we brought her inside). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87hAP6EC0yQ/TpWUwvM2YWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/YIT63XRMfYo/s1600/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87hAP6EC0yQ/TpWUwvM2YWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/YIT63XRMfYo/s400/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662595671513260386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MrqEFW-xocY/TpWUweg3ZjI/AAAAAAAAA14/S46qadaaAsM/s1600/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MrqEFW-xocY/TpWUweg3ZjI/AAAAAAAAA14/S46qadaaAsM/s400/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662595667033810482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHbqHcysrvo/TpWUvq1noDI/AAAAAAAAA1w/_dVEPh-x7bM/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHbqHcysrvo/TpWUvq1noDI/AAAAAAAAA1w/_dVEPh-x7bM/s400/IMG_0992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662595653162213426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-37oNPnjRKek/TpWUvc7FKAI/AAAAAAAAA1k/voft8LTt_eI/s1600/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-37oNPnjRKek/TpWUvc7FKAI/AAAAAAAAA1k/voft8LTt_eI/s400/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662595649427023874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxgD-Dmpx5A/TpWUvOVVzZI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IEmqbNSUyLI/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxgD-Dmpx5A/TpWUvOVVzZI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IEmqbNSUyLI/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662595645510634898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FPG6pBMrdE/TpWVFERuXKI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_VEvHxDERZg/s1600/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FPG6pBMrdE/TpWVFERuXKI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_VEvHxDERZg/s400/IMG_1006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662596020768234658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids played ALL day Sunday and were the dirtiest kids I have ever seen in my entire life. I literally bathed each one of mine three times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLznSyLXka8/TpWVRZU9wMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/i66xQP8fPlo/s1600/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLznSyLXka8/TpWVRZU9wMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/i66xQP8fPlo/s400/IMG_1013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662596232577401026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5958090147255543303?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5958090147255543303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5958090147255543303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5958090147255543303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5958090147255543303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/jude-turned-5.html' title='Jude Turned 5'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lxuzR3qqXs/TpWThmscjDI/AAAAAAAAA04/deTTdo9twRY/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7286108992267362409</id><published>2011-10-11T08:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:52:57.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Pays To Be Cavity Free!</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy weekend but it was lots of fun! Friday the girls were invited to Triple Play for being cavity free at their 6 month check up. Their sweet dentist rented out the entire place just for her cavity free patients. I think that is quite the incentive to brush and floss! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43hvaZnBETE/TpRHsZ5M1oI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pOV1egQ8N-U/s1600/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43hvaZnBETE/TpRHsZ5M1oI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pOV1egQ8N-U/s400/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662229459702175362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKjzCJAvJDM/TpRHsJAncwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_vV0_nmlrT8/s1600/IMG_0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKjzCJAvJDM/TpRHsJAncwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_vV0_nmlrT8/s400/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662229455169876738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SzcClcC_Ws/TpRHrWJPD8I/AAAAAAAAAzc/__CPpODxae8/s1600/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SzcClcC_Ws/TpRHrWJPD8I/AAAAAAAAAzc/__CPpODxae8/s400/IMG_0898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662229441515818946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2tRE7h9RGo/TpRHrNMSPsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Ql2jfbLv_Qk/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2tRE7h9RGo/TpRHrNMSPsI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Ql2jfbLv_Qk/s400/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662229439112691394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXRZzVTbCcU/TpRHq8TJcRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/1VT7yOxZmZ4/s1600/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXRZzVTbCcU/TpRHq8TJcRI/AAAAAAAAAzE/1VT7yOxZmZ4/s400/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662229434578071826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4il4fVmGaw/TpRJiPjpqRI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ewnb_ks2x2A/s1600/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4il4fVmGaw/TpRJiPjpqRI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ewnb_ks2x2A/s400/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662231484151998738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dEsVoVCfcA/TpRJh4p0s3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/gBZTDS9HRBA/s1600/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dEsVoVCfcA/TpRJh4p0s3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/gBZTDS9HRBA/s400/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662231478003872626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7286108992267362409?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7286108992267362409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7286108992267362409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7286108992267362409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7286108992267362409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-pays-to-be-cavity-free.html' title='It Pays To Be Cavity Free!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43hvaZnBETE/TpRHsZ5M1oI/AAAAAAAAAz0/pOV1egQ8N-U/s72-c/IMG_0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-433703510622686489</id><published>2011-10-05T10:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:45:05.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Belle in Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2werR6nKsbo/Tox1JPS4l4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/PKFMdTpRVLs/s1600/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2werR6nKsbo/Tox1JPS4l4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/PKFMdTpRVLs/s400/IMG_0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660027633282881410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belle has been asking to run a 5k for about a year now. We finally gave in and signed her up for one at the beach in a few weeks. Her daddy began training with her yesterday. She successfully ran a mile and asked if she could do it again when she finished. We thought it would be best if she rode her bike instead of doing too much in one day. I was so impressed at how much she enjoyed running! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cVQRIIO_I5M/Tox2KhbWU4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/MCmCXFQPA98/s1600/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cVQRIIO_I5M/Tox2KhbWU4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/MCmCXFQPA98/s400/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660028754841719682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOOqxKWeiCw/Tox2KaB5QCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/QWMK_BdxlsA/s1600/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOOqxKWeiCw/Tox2KaB5QCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/QWMK_BdxlsA/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660028752855908386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6d3TpvZWoQ/Tox2Kv0cD2I/AAAAAAAAAys/tS4-lbSaIUY/s1600/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6d3TpvZWoQ/Tox2Kv0cD2I/AAAAAAAAAys/tS4-lbSaIUY/s400/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660028758705049442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also signed The May up as a walker for the 5k. She was sure that since she is now 5 years old that she would be fine walking 3.1 miles......we will see!! The May and The Lynn rode bikes during The Belle's training. I should really look into a bikeathon next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqX-h8jGl_E/Tox6-fVd02I/AAAAAAAAAy8/fqeb1gBxdfc/s1600/IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqX-h8jGl_E/Tox6-fVd02I/AAAAAAAAAy8/fqeb1gBxdfc/s400/IMG_0854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660034045679883106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2S5DGiGjZoc/Tox69xJ3j6I/AAAAAAAAAy0/49gCkyT7Ch8/s1600/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2S5DGiGjZoc/Tox69xJ3j6I/AAAAAAAAAy0/49gCkyT7Ch8/s400/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660034033283207074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-433703510622686489?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/433703510622686489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=433703510622686489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/433703510622686489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/433703510622686489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/belle-in-training.html' title='The Belle in Training'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2werR6nKsbo/Tox1JPS4l4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/PKFMdTpRVLs/s72-c/IMG_0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-460086078320300965</id><published>2011-10-03T09:08:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:55:45.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The May turned 5!</title><content type='html'>We had several days of celebrating our sweet May's 5th birthday! She started her birthday out by taking 80 (homemade) cupcakes to school and wearing a special "birthday girl" shirt that she specifically requested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mxklMmTtck/TonDDnZ-FmI/AAAAAAAAAws/45SAbN5jX0c/s1600/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mxklMmTtck/TonDDnZ-FmI/AAAAAAAAAws/45SAbN5jX0c/s400/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659268873652672098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eId7Wzp24s/TonDDQTK-II/AAAAAAAAAwk/lpSPKcmzuC4/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eId7Wzp24s/TonDDQTK-II/AAAAAAAAAwk/lpSPKcmzuC4/s400/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659268867450140802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started a dinner birthday tradition several years ago with the girls. They get to choose where they want to eat for their birthday. The May chose O'Charley's; ironically enough, I went into labor with her at O'Charley's 5 years ago! The waiter overheard us talking about it and gave The May a dessert for her birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxT2sKOE1ts/TonFDA2VT6I/AAAAAAAAAxE/TCJQgYnGn2E/s1600/IMG_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxT2sKOE1ts/TonFDA2VT6I/AAAAAAAAAxE/TCJQgYnGn2E/s400/IMG_0744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659271062325907362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7N_H58AVl3s/TonFCzyhbAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/foKyJ_nxgWI/s1600/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7N_H58AVl3s/TonFCzyhbAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/foKyJ_nxgWI/s400/IMG_0743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659271058820262914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRZ_O-vCiNA/TonFCXRGtYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Uf7LB5f3UNU/s1600/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRZ_O-vCiNA/TonFCXRGtYI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Uf7LB5f3UNU/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659271051163907458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we had a Madeline themed party at the park (you can see in all the pictures how WINDY it was!!). We started off by reading "Madeline". Then the kids painted Madeline hats out of paper plates and bowls followed by a fun game of pin the hat on Madeline (the May colored the majority of Madeline herself). Special thanks to Mrs. Kelly who overnighted a special Madeline shirt all the way from California for The May to wear on her big day! The girls were so excited to play with all of her presents yesterday after church. She really loves playing school and thanks to Nana she pretty much got a classroom for her birthday. Thankfully, Nana came over after church and helped me organize The Lynn's room into a classroom/playroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VahUf-H43qQ/TonLI9XcuMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jUv90r03i-Y/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VahUf-H43qQ/TonLI9XcuMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jUv90r03i-Y/s400/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659277761540044994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkswYtTM4k0/TonLIjbwQsI/AAAAAAAAAxk/OJippQ8mIUQ/s1600/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkswYtTM4k0/TonLIjbwQsI/AAAAAAAAAxk/OJippQ8mIUQ/s400/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659277754578780866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_HbZvaeleM/TonLIepF3VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/dcyMpVeMePA/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_HbZvaeleM/TonLIepF3VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/dcyMpVeMePA/s400/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659277753292545362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOSGcM8dQJc/TonLID7sssI/AAAAAAAAAxU/JgRPba7JDKs/s1600/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOSGcM8dQJc/TonLID7sssI/AAAAAAAAAxU/JgRPba7JDKs/s400/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659277746122830530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anTPrPG394k/TonLHjprNFI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bfUN9Xz9Ta0/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anTPrPG394k/TonLHjprNFI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bfUN9Xz9Ta0/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659277737457300562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered The May a special Madeline clip to wear to her party off of Etsy. Unfortunately, it didn't arrive until Saturday afternoon (and the party was over). I thought it was so cute and thankfully I did get a picture of The May with her shirt and clip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQaZ8ds8tjo/TonMDZdJ4iI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Y6OMII3uoI4/s1600/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQaZ8ds8tjo/TonMDZdJ4iI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Y6OMII3uoI4/s400/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659278765512581666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe my sweet girl is 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-460086078320300965?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/460086078320300965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=460086078320300965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/460086078320300965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/460086078320300965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/10/may-turned-5.html' title='The May turned 5!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mxklMmTtck/TonDDnZ-FmI/AAAAAAAAAws/45SAbN5jX0c/s72-c/IMG_0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4630741678072985212</id><published>2011-09-27T09:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:21:28.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double The Sweetness</title><content type='html'>Our good friend Mrs. Carla had twin girls last week and they are SO sweet! The girls are in love with their new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4csqinJihPU/ToJLtuGfgkI/AAAAAAAAAwc/xPabBnPeMqU/s1600/Ella%2B%2526%2BSydney%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4csqinJihPU/ToJLtuGfgkI/AAAAAAAAAwc/xPabBnPeMqU/s400/Ella%2B%2526%2BSydney%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167330772222530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBD9mMiEfMM/ToJLteiGPLI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lGB1taNfXmo/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBD9mMiEfMM/ToJLteiGPLI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lGB1taNfXmo/s400/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167326593039538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxe5Ft1OxaY/ToJLtPPxg0I/AAAAAAAAAwM/Jq94T9J5ods/s1600/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wxe5Ft1OxaY/ToJLtPPxg0I/AAAAAAAAAwM/Jq94T9J5ods/s400/IMG_0640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167322489652034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0o7ecHBXFUU/ToJLs1PdAUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/eWdqmV9wnyY/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0o7ecHBXFUU/ToJLs1PdAUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/eWdqmV9wnyY/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167315508986178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4630741678072985212?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4630741678072985212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4630741678072985212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4630741678072985212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4630741678072985212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/double-sweetness.html' title='Double The Sweetness'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4csqinJihPU/ToJLtuGfgkI/AAAAAAAAAwc/xPabBnPeMqU/s72-c/Ella%2B%2526%2BSydney%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3748737631827064951</id><published>2011-09-25T07:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T08:00:59.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Of The Month!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86JHB-AxksE/Tn8iqMpBipI/AAAAAAAAAv8/RkQTwkM7NSM/s1600/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86JHB-AxksE/Tn8iqMpBipI/AAAAAAAAAv8/RkQTwkM7NSM/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656277765343775378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one proud momma! My sweet Belle received the student of the month award (for grades 1st-3rd) for the month of September at school. Each month the school has competition Friday (they have academic drills within the grade levels). The teachers also give out a homework award to those who haven't missed any homework assignments. I knew The Belle was getting the homework award but I had NO idea she would be the student of the month. Thankfully, I had my camera handy; I wish I could have seen her face when her name was called. Along with the award she got 2 free tickets to Triple Play (the bounce/jump place) so The May was equally happy about the award!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3748737631827064951?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3748737631827064951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3748737631827064951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3748737631827064951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3748737631827064951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/student-of-month.html' title='Student Of The Month!!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-86JHB-AxksE/Tn8iqMpBipI/AAAAAAAAAv8/RkQTwkM7NSM/s72-c/IMG_0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6165343118410569003</id><published>2011-09-21T13:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T13:46:57.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no need for the Maytag repair man!</title><content type='html'>The handle on our fridge broke yesterday. The Belle took matters into her own hands to notify everyone. No worries though she gave clear instructions on how to operate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPfY4cvrlRA/TnovHqmKt5I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sIlX7zEJYIw/s1600/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPfY4cvrlRA/TnovHqmKt5I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sIlX7zEJYIw/s400/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654884090857043858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you can't read the warning; it says: "no pull out of order sorry?" (I am still a little confused about the question mark. I am not sure if we are questioning that we are sorry or not.) The warning card to the left says "pull right here". I have to admit her warning cards have been very helpful. Every time I have gone to grab the handle I stop myself because of the card.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6165343118410569003?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6165343118410569003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6165343118410569003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6165343118410569003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6165343118410569003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-no-need-for-maytag-repair-man.html' title='Still no need for the Maytag repair man!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPfY4cvrlRA/TnovHqmKt5I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sIlX7zEJYIw/s72-c/IMG_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-222193063328781583</id><published>2011-09-20T15:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:11:30.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PUDDLE MUDDLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in the middle of a puddle…&lt;br /&gt;in the middle…&lt;br /&gt;in a muddle.&lt;br /&gt;The puddle’s much too deep.&lt;br /&gt;It spilled&lt;br /&gt;into my boots.&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re filled&lt;br /&gt;with muddy water&lt;br /&gt;to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my feet&lt;br /&gt;know how to swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elaine Magliaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were excited to go outside and play in their rain boots this afternoon. Unfortunately the rain started coming toward us and interrupted our puddle time. I love the pictures of The Lynn holding on tight to her cookie, the one with the look of panic on her face as the rain barreled after her, and how tiny the May's face looks with ALL that hair flopping around.  The Belle is such a good big sister; she is so focused on helping The Lynn (even when she ran out of her boot) :) It was quite difficult running backwards in the rain and trying to take pictures all while trying to keep the camera dry!!! We quickly ran inside and everyone went straight to the bathroom to dry off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ5iHZNdOr4/Tnj9735xp1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/m8eH_vNJl6U/s1600/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ5iHZNdOr4/Tnj9735xp1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/m8eH_vNJl6U/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654548537224046418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3l91YM1HEs/Tnj97vThWMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/0jCIgELbBs4/s1600/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3l91YM1HEs/Tnj97vThWMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/0jCIgELbBs4/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654548534916110530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B85ADftmJdU/Tnj97cXOi6I/AAAAAAAAAu8/tr8pQam9tg8/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B85ADftmJdU/Tnj97cXOi6I/AAAAAAAAAu8/tr8pQam9tg8/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654548529831381922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMpxDPo-iXw/Tnj_2LhOGuI/AAAAAAAAAvs/OdzhQUeDNBg/s1600/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMpxDPo-iXw/Tnj_2LhOGuI/AAAAAAAAAvs/OdzhQUeDNBg/s400/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654550638433802978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6H01bpbU788/Tnj_19zHX8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/QJxgNg_BAvI/s1600/IMG_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6H01bpbU788/Tnj_19zHX8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/QJxgNg_BAvI/s400/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654550634750762946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-222193063328781583?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/222193063328781583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=222193063328781583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/222193063328781583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/222193063328781583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/puddle-muddle-im-in-middle-of-puddle-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ5iHZNdOr4/Tnj9735xp1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/m8eH_vNJl6U/s72-c/IMG_0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8567606344570383053</id><published>2011-09-19T09:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:10:49.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get the biggest kick out of my girls. It is funny to me that I have 3 girls so very close in age that are so much alike but yet so different. A couple of weeks ago I picked The Belle up from school and the following happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to The Belle: how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: good. This girl in my class out ran every 1st and 2nd grader today at p.e.&lt;br /&gt;The May: EVEN YOU?!?!&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: YES! But only because I had on these rain boots.&lt;br /&gt;The May: I loved wearing my rain boots to school today.&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: not me, I couldn't run at all with those things flopping up and down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning as the girls are getting ready for school the following takes place:&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: momma can I please wear tennis shoes to school?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, don't you want to wear your new mary janes? &lt;br /&gt;The Belle: no mam, I can't run in those.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (thinking to myself we haven't bought any new tennis shoes since last school year and she probably doesn't have any that fit) if you can find some that fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying on 3 different pairs of tennis shoes The Belle returns wearing a pair of play velcro tennis shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: mom these are the only ones I can get to fit and I think I can make them work just for today. &lt;br /&gt;Me: (a tad bit embarrassed that my 6 year old is wearing velcro tennis shoes) sure as long as you don't think you will get blisters.&lt;br /&gt;The Belle: it doesn't matter if I do. I have to wear tennis shoes today.&lt;br /&gt;Husband walks in and I say "there is your mini you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to The May: do you want to wear tennis shoes today too?&lt;br /&gt;The May (who is rocking a side ponytail on the top of her head, eating a muffin with her hand on her hip): uh no mam, I am wearing my gold sandals, Bethany in my class says my gold sandals are SOOOO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband looks at me and says "and there is your mini you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where The Lynn will fall when it comes to fashion and athleticism?!?!&lt;br /&gt;*These are pictures of the girls in the said velcro tennis shoes and gold sandals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TqXy3zjN30/TndaeiXbz5I/AAAAAAAAAu0/z0kG0KDX374/s1600/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TqXy3zjN30/TndaeiXbz5I/AAAAAAAAAu0/z0kG0KDX374/s400/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654087337854619538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnowAjLLNA8/TndaeiP-GxI/AAAAAAAAAus/1mm3EAceqjM/s1600/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnowAjLLNA8/TndaeiP-GxI/AAAAAAAAAus/1mm3EAceqjM/s400/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654087337823312658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-68ZIFeOu4/TndaefqU7gI/AAAAAAAAAuk/oFQzG7MewK4/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-68ZIFeOu4/TndaefqU7gI/AAAAAAAAAuk/oFQzG7MewK4/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654087337128553986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8567606344570383053?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8567606344570383053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8567606344570383053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8567606344570383053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8567606344570383053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-get-biggest-kick-out-of-my-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TqXy3zjN30/TndaeiXbz5I/AAAAAAAAAu0/z0kG0KDX374/s72-c/IMG_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8715211224325140732</id><published>2011-09-05T20:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:17:30.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Summer :(</title><content type='html'>Today is the unofficial end of Summer. The picture below pretty much sums up how I feel about this. Let's just say Summer is my all time favorite season and I am not looking forward to cooler temperatures. I seriously belong somewhere very tropical year round. Speaking of tropical:&lt;br /&gt;Tropical storm Lee slowly made its way thru our area over the past few days and left cooler temperatures. I almost wore a cardigan this afternoon because it was so cool. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was a good summer! Here is one of my favorite pictures from this summer (it was taken one afternoon at Nana's house when I told the girls they couldn't swim because I heard thunder). I love that the girls are pouting in birth order.&lt;br /&gt; Farewell summer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04SqUbx1fjo/TmV-rH225YI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ag451dtyRsk/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04SqUbx1fjo/TmV-rH225YI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ag451dtyRsk/s400/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649060586914768258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8715211224325140732?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8715211224325140732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8715211224325140732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8715211224325140732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8715211224325140732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-bye-summer.html' title='Good Bye Summer :('/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04SqUbx1fjo/TmV-rH225YI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ag451dtyRsk/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8196000014287211088</id><published>2011-08-31T21:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:48:14.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Butterfly Kisses!</title><content type='html'>The girls went to a friends birthday party at the butterfly house last week and had SO much fun! When we got there butterflies were being released and The Belle and The May actually got to release the butterflies. Apparently, the butterflies were frozen, packaged, and shipped to the butterfly house. Once there package is opened you lay the butterfly on your hand and they begin to wake up (by flapping their wings) from their induced frozen coma. The girls were giggling the entire time because the wings tickled them as they woke up. The Lynn would not have anything to do with the butterflies although they tried to land on her. It was one of the neatest experiences we have ever done. Those butterflies landed in the girls hair, dresses, and shoes! You can really see the excitement on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wJ4uqoSszU/Tl7xhKnSlqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/pkNjzk4DqF0/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wJ4uqoSszU/Tl7xhKnSlqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/pkNjzk4DqF0/s400/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216534856308386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRDf8mGhl00/Tl7xX5H-EaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/XyVVJMpiOd4/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRDf8mGhl00/Tl7xX5H-EaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/XyVVJMpiOd4/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216375542714786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9ZSXA4QVXg/Tl7xXtPtCfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/xB45CvRiuOw/s1600/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9ZSXA4QVXg/Tl7xXtPtCfI/AAAAAAAAAuE/xB45CvRiuOw/s400/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216372353927666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfps7d0z5ng/Tl7xXXOlggI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4ThnuFH8Fws/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfps7d0z5ng/Tl7xXXOlggI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4ThnuFH8Fws/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216366443659778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pb9x6MRm0Ks/Tl7xXLjijhI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qG6XoBrIuhU/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pb9x6MRm0Ks/Tl7xXLjijhI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qG6XoBrIuhU/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216363310321170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OR14tMEnaGM/Tl7xWzDIRpI/AAAAAAAAAts/nRdKvPMo1QU/s1600/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OR14tMEnaGM/Tl7xWzDIRpI/AAAAAAAAAts/nRdKvPMo1QU/s400/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647216356731930258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8196000014287211088?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8196000014287211088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8196000014287211088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8196000014287211088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8196000014287211088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/08/real-butterfly-kisses.html' title='Real Butterfly Kisses!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8wJ4uqoSszU/Tl7xhKnSlqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/pkNjzk4DqF0/s72-c/IMG_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5541427735147702141</id><published>2011-08-26T21:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:04:28.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working At The Car Wash!</title><content type='html'>The girls were a big help with washing the van. They did a really good job too! I don't blame them for squirting each other with the water hose; it was SO hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRGWqfPdnEM/Tlhd0KcOi1I/AAAAAAAAAtk/GQfvfpDsBOA/s1600/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRGWqfPdnEM/Tlhd0KcOi1I/AAAAAAAAAtk/GQfvfpDsBOA/s400/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645365283646245714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH5m9gJ18CE/TlhdzscXRPI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_dj4ycJZEms/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH5m9gJ18CE/TlhdzscXRPI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_dj4ycJZEms/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645365275593753842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsw1tawPbN0/TlhdzTQHSjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gG4aOjmqPYg/s1600/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsw1tawPbN0/TlhdzTQHSjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gG4aOjmqPYg/s400/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645365268831488562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilO9Fg6le3M/TlhdzKV1i-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/8a64YwjVnSY/s1600/IMG_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilO9Fg6le3M/TlhdzKV1i-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/8a64YwjVnSY/s400/IMG_0259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645365266439572450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFSs7vypLzs/Tlhdy8MkEaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/FfTk5nYBEns/s1600/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFSs7vypLzs/Tlhdy8MkEaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/FfTk5nYBEns/s400/IMG_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645365262642581922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5541427735147702141?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5541427735147702141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5541427735147702141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5541427735147702141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5541427735147702141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/08/working-at-car-wash.html' title='Working At The Car Wash!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRGWqfPdnEM/Tlhd0KcOi1I/AAAAAAAAAtk/GQfvfpDsBOA/s72-c/IMG_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6762569388901873799</id><published>2011-08-25T20:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T20:20:20.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Father Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>The Belle acts just like me but looks just like her daddy! She obviously gets her athleticism from him also :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w1Rp6ur1_Ak/Tlb0hAK9pAI/AAAAAAAAAs8/P1gGZCSa7Wg/s1600/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w1Rp6ur1_Ak/Tlb0hAK9pAI/AAAAAAAAAs8/P1gGZCSa7Wg/s400/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644968030774338562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc36a4wrpqk/Tlb0g-5D3sI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GpvhmarvvsU/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc36a4wrpqk/Tlb0g-5D3sI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GpvhmarvvsU/s400/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644968030430813890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6762569388901873799?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6762569388901873799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6762569388901873799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6762569388901873799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6762569388901873799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-father-like-daughter.html' title='Like Father Like Daughter'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w1Rp6ur1_Ak/Tlb0hAK9pAI/AAAAAAAAAs8/P1gGZCSa7Wg/s72-c/IMG_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4844212801510726933</id><published>2011-08-22T20:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:27:50.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration!</title><content type='html'>The Belle and The May both had a really good first day at school!&lt;br /&gt;I asked both girls what their favorite part of the day was. The May said "seeing The Belle at snack time" (which made my heart happy) and The Belle said "science". Apparently, her science teacher told the class a story about his sister eating an ant when they lived in Australia. The ant was not dead and it attached to his sisters throat!!! The Belle was totally amazed and has told everyone the ant story. &lt;br /&gt;Both girls did say that they almost cried at some point in the day but didn't. The May told Scotty "my eyes just got a little wet". &lt;br /&gt;I have to say it was a little strange only having one child but I think The Lynn enjoyed her one on one time with me. After we dropped the big girls off we went for a run. She was happy to ride in her jogging stroller and pointed out all the things she saw (leaves, dog, pond, birds, rocks, etc.). I have to admit running while pushing a jogging stroller (with a 2 1/2 year old inside) is no easy task!!! &lt;br /&gt;Aunt Sarah invited us out to dinner to celebrate the first day of school tonight. The girls were excited to take their first trip to Chili's; and we were excited for the kids eat free coupon that Aunt Sarah gave us!  The kids had a great time telling each other about their first day. We all decided that we should make it a tradition to eat dinner together on the first day of school every year. All in all it was a really good day! Here's to a great school year :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg_dnzG1NhE/TlMB0uPzaYI/AAAAAAAAAss/UQYJSqBQs6I/s1600/1st%2Bschool%2Bcelebrate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg_dnzG1NhE/TlMB0uPzaYI/AAAAAAAAAss/UQYJSqBQs6I/s400/1st%2Bschool%2Bcelebrate.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643856763304503682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4844212801510726933?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4844212801510726933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4844212801510726933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4844212801510726933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4844212801510726933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/08/celebration.html' title='Celebration!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg_dnzG1NhE/TlMB0uPzaYI/AAAAAAAAAss/UQYJSqBQs6I/s72-c/1st%2Bschool%2Bcelebrate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7165782283087859961</id><published>2011-08-22T11:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T13:32:43.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbYXe0Cqe2I/TlKgWyMShnI/AAAAAAAAAsk/6sUnS-9AgJg/s1600/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbYXe0Cqe2I/TlKgWyMShnI/AAAAAAAAAsk/6sUnS-9AgJg/s400/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643749596339537522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DsKBOz8UPi4/TlKgWYx2dHI/AAAAAAAAAsc/aul6OabJ4hI/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DsKBOz8UPi4/TlKgWYx2dHI/AAAAAAAAAsc/aul6OabJ4hI/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643749589517759602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-satTzeHo0m4/TlKgWFSLteI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rvFdK9t0Imk/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-satTzeHo0m4/TlKgWFSLteI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rvFdK9t0Imk/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643749584284661218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-veOma8MNXfo/TlKgV7g3ldI/AAAAAAAAAsM/5ZF-XXS657Q/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-veOma8MNXfo/TlKgV7g3ldI/AAAAAAAAAsM/5ZF-XXS657Q/s400/IMG_0197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643749581661902290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about going back and blogging about everything that has been going on this summer but that may take me until next summer so I will just start with today and go from there! Today was the first day of school!!! I still can not believe I have children in the 1st grade and K4. The girls are registered as homeschoolers but they are attending a sweet home school. They go to school on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and both girls are out by 12:30. I think this is going to be a good fit for our girls. It gives them a school environment but yet they aren't gone ALL day for 5 days a week. The May was thrilled about her first day! She jumped right out of bed and was SO excited when we got there! The Belle was excited but it was obvious that she was anxious about starting. I can't wait to hear how their day went! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7165782283087859961?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7165782283087859961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7165782283087859961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7165782283087859961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7165782283087859961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbYXe0Cqe2I/TlKgWyMShnI/AAAAAAAAAsk/6sUnS-9AgJg/s72-c/IMG_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1983466467833415678</id><published>2011-04-20T17:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T18:54:18.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Belle Turned 6!</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no excuse for not blogging other than we no longer have internet connection at home (I know we are living in the dark ages) and well I have 3 kids. So, I guess I do have an excuse. Anyhow, life has been very busy in the past 3 months (I can't believe I haven't blogged in 3months!)! I am seriously finding it difficult to type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent event that has taken place in the past few months is that The Belle turned 6 (10 days ago). I would be lying if I said everything is going just great in her little life. The truth of the matter is the past few months have been some of the most stressful in my (and her) life. Long story short she has some medical issues that are causing her severe anxiety. We still haven't gotten a final diagnosis but have eliminated some things. We do know she has an intestinal obstruction. We go Friday morning to take a series of allergy tests and then again in a couple of weeks to do more tests. I guess deep down that is also one of the reasons I haven't blogged. I have been so focused on living day to day and helping her the best way I know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we began discussing what type of birthday party she wanted she quickly chose a pirate theme. I'm not a huge pirate fan so we compromised on a treasure hunt party. The best place to have a treasure hunt is well..the beach! Husband and I arrived a couple hours early to bury treasure clues and a treasure chest full of loot. The kids had a great time and the majority of them left the party thiking that Captain Hook himself had buried the treasure! It was a really fun party. So, here is my letter to my sweet girl and some pictures of her special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Belle, &lt;br /&gt;It amazes me at how quickly time has passed by. Some days it seems as if you were just a little baby learning to walk and talk and then others it seems like an eternity ago. The past few months have been really difficult on the both of us. It has been heart wrenching to watch you go through not only physical stress but also physical pain. I am determined to find out how to help you and get you healthy. You have grown into a beautiful girl inside and out. I love your willingness to help your sisters. You are quick to take The Lynn to the potty, teach The May everything you learn, and help around the house. It is you who always cleans up after yourself without be asked to (not all the time but for the most part). It is you sweet girl that made me a mommy and I will forever be grateful to our Creator. It is Him who has carried us through and He will continue to. I have clung to many verses at certain points in my life but most recently it has been Phillipians 4:6-8 "6 Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; 7 and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus". He will guard you. &lt;br /&gt;I love you more than any words could ever express!&lt;br /&gt;Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pictures wouldn't rotate but it is my favorite of The Belle so turn your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_EtzFgdBXmk/Ta9x-CNVItI/AAAAAAAAAsA/ibAHcBU4vBQ/s1600/28390007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_EtzFgdBXmk/Ta9x-CNVItI/AAAAAAAAAsA/ibAHcBU4vBQ/s400/28390007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597818172403426002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5QOkhNnz2g/Ta9x9xd1MNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wQNz6qe7w1M/s1600/28380013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5QOkhNnz2g/Ta9x9xd1MNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wQNz6qe7w1M/s400/28380013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597818167909232850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-k915S2odU/Ta9x9v18KXI/AAAAAAAAArw/jnXTlubws8Y/s1600/28380012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-k915S2odU/Ta9x9v18KXI/AAAAAAAAArw/jnXTlubws8Y/s400/28380012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597818167473482098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xb1oC2PAolk/Ta9x9YkWBxI/AAAAAAAAAro/mIHFHvVI9IA/s1600/28380011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xb1oC2PAolk/Ta9x9YkWBxI/AAAAAAAAAro/mIHFHvVI9IA/s400/28380011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597818161225664274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLaaOWKzUC4/Ta9x8x7XeMI/AAAAAAAAArg/ODLzb8pGWeE/s1600/28380007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DLaaOWKzUC4/Ta9x8x7XeMI/AAAAAAAAArg/ODLzb8pGWeE/s400/28380007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597818150853245122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1983466467833415678?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1983466467833415678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1983466467833415678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1983466467833415678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1983466467833415678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/04/belle-turned-6.html' title='The Belle Turned 6!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_EtzFgdBXmk/Ta9x-CNVItI/AAAAAAAAAsA/ibAHcBU4vBQ/s72-c/28390007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3907827092113338611</id><published>2011-01-02T13:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T14:30:00.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDfvZ1nbtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/VyhvmIaK9rw/s1600/100_5859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDfvZ1nbtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/VyhvmIaK9rw/s400/100_5859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557687945657806546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls had a wonderful Christmas! The Belle asked Santa for an accordion ( I have no idea why but that was the only thing she asked for). The May asked for an Ariel salon and well anything that she laid her eyes on. The Lynn didn't ask for anything specifically but she had a blast opening presents. She only wanted to play with her sisters toys...not hers. Santa really could have saved a few bucks and just given her empty wrapped boxes. I was very thankful that we were well enough to go to the Christmas Eve service at church. That is one of my favorite traditions about Christmas. Then we headed to Nana and Papa's and celebrated with Papa's family. Husband and I were stoked that we got a milkshake maker and a $20 Old Navy gift card from the White Elephant gift exchange. The girls were so excited to open a gift at Nana's and were even more excited that they got new pajamas. They quickly changed into them and we headed home to hurry to bed. Santa had lots of wrapping to do at our house. He should really plan more efficiently next year. We had a fun time Christmas morning opening presents, putting together toys, and playing. We headed to Grandmama and Pappy's for lunch and openend more presents! The Belle got a V-tech reader, The May got a karaoke machine, and The Lynn got a cheering Elmo, and much more. The girls also got mermaid flippers from Uncle John and Aunt Emily. Husband and I walked away with a digital picture frame and a Wheel of Fortune game in the white elephant game. Then we headed to Nana and Papa's and opened even more presents! The girls were so excited to get a pillow pet, Jessi, and Woody, and much more. All in all it was a great Christmas! Here are a few pictures from Christmas Eve and Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdubG26nI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mTGbG5q_-98/s1600/100_5898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdubG26nI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mTGbG5q_-98/s400/100_5898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685729795435122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdt1sItcI/AAAAAAAAAqI/HVLO2yueJYU/s1600/100_5892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdt1sItcI/AAAAAAAAAqI/HVLO2yueJYU/s400/100_5892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685719751243202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtxUcaGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ECVTi68b2E/s1600/100_5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtxUcaGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ECVTi68b2E/s400/100_5884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685718578128994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtuAMvyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gCNmxZ9mh9s/s1600/100_5881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtuAMvyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gCNmxZ9mh9s/s400/100_5881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685717687910178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtbCK5UI/AAAAAAAAApw/FECwg4xYe7U/s1600/100_5875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDdtbCK5UI/AAAAAAAAApw/FECwg4xYe7U/s400/100_5875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557685712595903810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe4eKv24I/AAAAAAAAAqo/GxLc-2I7XIY/s1600/100_5935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe4eKv24I/AAAAAAAAAqo/GxLc-2I7XIY/s400/100_5935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557687001927375746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe4JNd_dI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WX4zDAyOlT4/s1600/100_5922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe4JNd_dI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WX4zDAyOlT4/s400/100_5922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557686996301643218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe3_hGRAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_XAwBQeyXyI/s1600/100_5911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDe3_hGRAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_XAwBQeyXyI/s400/100_5911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557686993699619842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3907827092113338611?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3907827092113338611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3907827092113338611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3907827092113338611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3907827092113338611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDfvZ1nbtI/AAAAAAAAAqw/VyhvmIaK9rw/s72-c/100_5859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5282027027523723995</id><published>2011-01-02T12:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:43:07.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Lots of big events have happened in the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;The Friday before Christmas The Belle was sick with bronchitis. We were going to celebrate The Lynn's 2nd birthday on Saturday but unfortunately we had to cancel her party since we were all getting sick. On Monday (The Lynn's actual birthday) we made another trip to the pediatrician for The May. She had been running fever and complaining of an ear ache. Sure enough, she had her first ever ear infection. We left there to go get more antibiotics filled. As we were leaving the pharmacy The Lynn began screaming. I could not console her and she felt warm so we headed back to the pediatrician. I knew she wasn't feeling well but I thought she just had a cold. Sure enough she had an ear infection. She ended up getting a shot on her birthday :( Poor girl had a double ear infection last year on her birthday. We came home and ate some of her birthday cake and she opened her present from us and Nanna and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDI0CWUl6I/AAAAAAAAAo4/MMIOi5ubTFM/s1600/100_5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDI0CWUl6I/AAAAAAAAAo4/MMIOi5ubTFM/s400/100_5820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557662736484439970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe The Lynn is 2!I know this birthday letter is late but here it goes. &lt;br /&gt;Dear Lynn,&lt;br /&gt;You are 2 years old! I have no idea where the time went. You aren't a baby anymore although I don't feel like you ever were because you are constantly trying to keep up with your sisters. You are full of energy and so much fun. You have started to use the potty and hopefully this year you will give up your paci. I don't think you will ever give up your blanket. You still rub a corner of your blanket under your nose when you get sleepy. You absolutely love Elmo and Minnie Mouse. You imitate everything your sisters do and you would rather play with them than me. You are extremely independent and get very frustrated when others try to do things for you. You are such a blessing and I can't wait to see what this year holds for you. I'm so sorry you were sick on your birthday again and had to get a shot. I love you more than words could ever express!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband ended up going to the Dr. a few days later after the girls and got on an antibiotic for bronchitis. I ended up going this past week with a sinus infection. We have been battling with the girls to take their medicine. Apparently it tastes horrible (even with the grape flavor added to it). It would seriously take forever for them to drink a teaspoon (they had to take tiny sips). Here is proof of how much they dreaded taking the medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDNtx80-KI/AAAAAAAAApI/-LX-PsqpIzc/s1600/100_5960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDNtx80-KI/AAAAAAAAApI/-LX-PsqpIzc/s400/100_5960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557668126561466530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDNtxfjU6I/AAAAAAAAApA/KZ9eKuqVqXM/s1600/100_5959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDNtxfjU6I/AAAAAAAAApA/KZ9eKuqVqXM/s400/100_5959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557668126438675362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all feeling much better and hopefully we can stay well throughout the remainder of the winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5282027027523723995?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5282027027523723995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5282027027523723995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5282027027523723995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5282027027523723995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2011/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TSDI0CWUl6I/AAAAAAAAAo4/MMIOi5ubTFM/s72-c/100_5820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3080540733708672300</id><published>2010-12-16T08:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:10:37.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor4U0h1hI/AAAAAAAAAos/hek41YKKJCM/s1600/100_5724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor4U0h1hI/AAAAAAAAAos/hek41YKKJCM/s400/100_5724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551297737349256722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor4LCyfCI/AAAAAAAAAok/Ceczh3hKBu8/s1600/100_5726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor4LCyfCI/AAAAAAAAAok/Ceczh3hKBu8/s400/100_5726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551297734724713506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3tNHU7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/8BBJzrDWG8E/s1600/100_5727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3tNHU7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/8BBJzrDWG8E/s400/100_5727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551297726714958770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3lZAqXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/s-lGYuuh0X8/s1600/100_5737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3lZAqXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/s-lGYuuh0X8/s400/100_5737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551297724617369970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3XrfvxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rr5q4UGjgP0/s1600/100_5752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor3XrfvxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rr5q4UGjgP0/s400/100_5752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551297720936808210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big girls performed in their Christmas "play" last Sunday. Their part was singing "Away in a manger" which we had been working on memorizing since Halloween. The May pre-recorded saying Luke 2 8-14 before the play. I have to say I was amazed at how well she memorized it. Thanks to "Charlie Brown Christmas" and especially to Linus for all the help! The highlight of the night was when The Belle gently pushed The May out of the way so she could sing directly into the microphone! Oh, and when Jude (a wise man) tripped over a cable and fell face first onto the stage (thankfully he was not hurt and hopefully he wont be mad at his entire family for laughing hysterically when he watches it on video in years to come)! The Lynn waved wildly at her sisters and cousins throughout the performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3080540733708672300?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3080540733708672300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3080540733708672300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3080540733708672300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3080540733708672300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-girls-performed-in-their-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TQor4U0h1hI/AAAAAAAAAos/hek41YKKJCM/s72-c/100_5724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5375149998785250642</id><published>2010-12-06T11:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:09:39.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TP0mgzuGjqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/tvdTrZQwuT4/s1600/100_5321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TP0mgzuGjqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/tvdTrZQwuT4/s400/100_5321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547632661071564450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TP0mgjIbovI/AAAAAAAAAn8/r1S-OanU43M/s1600/100_5318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TP0mgjIbovI/AAAAAAAAAn8/r1S-OanU43M/s400/100_5318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547632656618595058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I am really behind. That seems to be the new norm in my life. 19 days until Christmas and I have bought 3 gifts. The Lynn turns 2 in 14 days and I have not sent out the first birthday invitaion. Nor, have I sent out the first Christmas card (although I have bought the girls dresses for the picture). We got our tree up on Saturday and there is one strand of lights on it.....not a single ornament. I haven't folded a single piece of clothing since we have gotten back from Disney. That's right we went to Disney for Thanksgiving with Nana and Papa and haven't blogged a single picture. So, what have I been doing? Trying to survive. You know the typical everyday chores....take The Belle to school, groceries,laundry, dishes, lunch, take people to the bathroom (yep The Lynn is potty trained!), pick The Belle up from school, homework, dinner, bath, bed, and then start all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Pre-K, K-5, 1st grade, and 5th grade had a Thanksgiving feast at school. The Belle made the cuteset pilgrim I have ever seen! Husband and I both went and it was so much fun. The girls have their Christmas program at church this Sunday. Hopefully, I can post some pictures of that before New Year's.....but don't hold your breath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5375149998785250642?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5375149998785250642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5375149998785250642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5375149998785250642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5375149998785250642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TP0mgzuGjqI/AAAAAAAAAoE/tvdTrZQwuT4/s72-c/100_5321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4118756110926736431</id><published>2010-11-02T10:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:47:37.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And she's off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAwF1uQqcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2W373QyoewU/s1600/100_5275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAwF1uQqcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2W373QyoewU/s400/100_5275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534976818916927938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAvPu9tpxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sUyBY-GiIRw/s1600/100_5274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAvPu9tpxI/AAAAAAAAAnU/sUyBY-GiIRw/s400/100_5274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534975889389758226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am really late posting this but better late than never! It has been about 2 months since The Belle started riding her bike without training wheels! This was a huge deal to me. I mean this is one of those things that makes her an official kid. Although, I was beaming ear to ear as she rode off on her own it made me think back to the first time she rolled over, crawled, talked, walked, worte her name, you know all those big milestones. It all just happened so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4118756110926736431?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4118756110926736431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4118756110926736431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4118756110926736431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4118756110926736431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-shes-off.html' title='And she&apos;s off!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAwF1uQqcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2W373QyoewU/s72-c/100_5275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2164875881568105897</id><published>2010-11-02T09:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T10:47:22.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk orTreat</title><content type='html'>Our church "trunk or treated" on Saturday night. I took the girls a couple of weeks ago to pick out there costumes. The May chose to be a cow, The Lynn chose (with my help of course) to be a pig, and The Belle chose to be a farmer (with a little guidance from me since there was not a farm animal costume in her size). I tried the animal costumes on in the store and The Lynn pitched a fit when I took it off of her. I frequently asked The Lynn "are you going to be a pig?" and she would reply with a hearty "ses (yes)". So, trunk or treat day arrives. The plan was to celebrate Aunt Sarah's birthday with Grandmama and Pappy and then head to trunk or treat. So, the time comes to put on the costumes. Everyone was so excited, everyone but The Lynn. I try to put the pig on her and she quickly puts her chin down to her chest (with the grumpiest face imaginable) and says "no". I quickly remind her that she loves the pig and all week has been saying "pig, yes". After battling with her for 20 minutes or so I knew the pig costume was not going on. Thankfully, we have costumes from years past so I drove home and got a ladybug costume. She also protested the ladybug but Aunt Sarah and myself prevailed and she grumpily headed to trunk or treat. The girls had a great time and got entirely too much candy. The bucket of candy has currently been moved to the top of the refrigerator due to sneaky little hands constantly going through it (cough, cough, The Lynn and The May). I have a feeling that bucket may be cleaned out by the end of the week (wink, wink). Here are some pictures from the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAsTW4J3iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2AtAAiUKbyk/s1600/100_5285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAsTW4J3iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2AtAAiUKbyk/s400/100_5285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534972653108583970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAtNnchvrI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jgYNcXKnw9U/s1600/100_5287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAtNnchvrI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jgYNcXKnw9U/s400/100_5287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534973653988523698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAtjdmjpRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/762VIgU2zds/s1600/100_5299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAtjdmjpRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/762VIgU2zds/s400/100_5299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534974029303358738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAxHcG1xlI/AAAAAAAAAnk/5j3g4_3o5tE/s1600/100_5307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAxHcG1xlI/AAAAAAAAAnk/5j3g4_3o5tE/s400/100_5307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534977945912067666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAybDsQg1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/mPkXHpLo2Bk/s1600/100_5308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAybDsQg1I/AAAAAAAAAn0/mPkXHpLo2Bk/s400/100_5308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534979382467134290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2164875881568105897?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2164875881568105897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2164875881568105897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2164875881568105897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2164875881568105897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/11/trunk-ortreat.html' title='Trunk orTreat'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TNAsTW4J3iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2AtAAiUKbyk/s72-c/100_5285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6327845383054885744</id><published>2010-10-12T11:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:43:53.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The May Turned 4</title><content type='html'>Dear May,&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry that I am almost 2 weeks late writing this to you. You had a wonderful 4th birthday party! 4 years old already?!?! It just doesn't seem possible! &lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite qualities about you are:&lt;br /&gt;*Your love of singing! Although, you tend to only perform for your immediate family.&lt;br /&gt;*Your sharing heart. Out of all 3 girls you are the first to share with others. &lt;br /&gt;*Your imagination. I love that you make up names for total strangers. If you don't know the name of something you will just make one up (which is very entertaining).&lt;br /&gt;*You play so well by yourself. When you go missing at home, it never fails you are in a closet or corner playing with baby dolls. &lt;br /&gt;*You actually enjoying cleaning; not putting things away, but actually cleaning. You will rub every spot or stain out of the carpet. &lt;br /&gt;*You still want me to hold you when you get hurt or are sad. &lt;br /&gt;*Your love of reading! Madeline is your absolute favorite book right now. Grandmama gave you a Madeline doll for your birthday that says 4 French/English phrases for your birthday. You have slept with her every night since. &lt;br /&gt;*You love to go places.......anywhere as long as you get to go! &lt;br /&gt;*Your daintiness. You may be my tiny little girl but what you lack in size you make up in personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very special girl and you continually keep us laughing. I love you more than words could ever express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from The May's girly princess party. *Jude did stop by to tell her happy birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHSPc4hI/AAAAAAAAAms/gL-fTYi9lYM/s1600/IMG009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHSPc4hI/AAAAAAAAAms/gL-fTYi9lYM/s400/IMG009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527201097520570898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHvHEYII/AAAAAAAAAm0/h9lgHezXovU/s1600/IMG007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHvHEYII/AAAAAAAAAm0/h9lgHezXovU/s400/IMG007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527201105270038658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHJ-ajsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xF393JqUrOo/s1600/IMG004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHJ-ajsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/xF393JqUrOo/s400/IMG004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527201095301631682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6327845383054885744?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6327845383054885744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6327845383054885744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6327845383054885744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6327845383054885744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/10/may-turned-4.html' title='The May Turned 4'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TLSQHSPc4hI/AAAAAAAAAms/gL-fTYi9lYM/s72-c/IMG009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6941363267457487525</id><published>2010-10-07T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:45:06.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic</title><content type='html'>I have been a terrible mommy blogger. One of the main reasons I started a blog was that it gave me the ability to journal. I love to scrapbook but the reality of that happening with 3 small children is dim. So the blog allows me to journal and then go back and scrapbook at a later time (like when the girls are grown). But, I have terribly failed. The May turned 4 a week ago, The Belle got her training wheels taken off her bike, and The Lynn is growing like a weed! All of this (plus tons more) has come and gone and I have yet to blog it. I feel like the Titanic. Not like I am on it but I am actually it! I wish someone would have warned me over the summer of the huge ice berg (The Belle starting school) that I was about to plow into. And I just like the Titanic keep taking on water. There is so much going on in our lives right now I don't even have time to list it all. I may be floating belly up before I know it! But I promise I won't sink. I will get back to blogging even if I'm water logged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6941363267457487525?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6941363267457487525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6941363267457487525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6941363267457487525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6941363267457487525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/10/titanic_07.html' title='Titanic'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6516048587830418890</id><published>2010-10-07T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:25:37.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic</title><content type='html'>I have been a terrible mommy blogger. One of the main reasons I started a blog was that it gave me the ability to journal. I love to scrapbook but the reality of that happening with 3 small children is dim. So the blog allows me to journal and then go back and scrapbook at a later time (like when the girls are grown). But, I have terribly failed. The May turned 4 a week ago, The Belle got her training wheels taken off her bike, and The Lynn is growing like a weed! All of this (plus tons more) has come and gone and I have yet to blog it. I feel like the Titanic. Not like I am on it but I am actually it! I wish someone would have warned me over the summer of the huge ice berg (Chloe starting school) that I was about to plow into. And I just like the Titanic keep taking on water. There is so much going on in our lives right now I don't even have time to list it all. I may be floating belly up before I know it! But I promise I won't sink. I will get back to blogging even if I'm water logged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6516048587830418890?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6516048587830418890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6516048587830418890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6516048587830418890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6516048587830418890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/10/titanic.html' title='Titanic'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5564180237262464204</id><published>2010-09-15T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:46:30.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tylenol and Motrin</title><content type='html'>We made it throuh two weeks of school and BAM. The Belle got sick! The May ran high fever all Monday night and into Tuesday. The Belle woke up yesterday morning without a complaint so off to school she went. And then, at 9:45 I got a phone call from school saying that she was in the office with a fever. Poor thing couldn't even hold her head up. We battled fever all day yesterday and then at the spike (around 103 degrees) she threw up. She woke up this morning with no fever and ready to play. Unfortunately, she can't go back to school until she is fever free for 24 hours so no school for her today. I hate it when the girls are sick. They were both just pitiful. But, now they are back to their normal selves. I also hate that The Belle had to miss school today but, it was nice not having to get everyone up and rushed out the door. Now, if husband and I can just steer clear of any sick germs that would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5564180237262464204?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5564180237262464204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5564180237262464204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5564180237262464204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5564180237262464204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/09/tylenol-and-motrin.html' title='Tylenol and Motrin'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1866252019590965258</id><published>2010-09-04T17:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T17:44:14.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Did It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TILLn7HddfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/D8fIRlPfrvU/s1600/100_5243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TILLn7HddfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/D8fIRlPfrvU/s400/100_5243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513192780599227890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TILLoZAZDKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/WpGd-WPcLmA/s1600/100_5246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TILLoZAZDKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/WpGd-WPcLmA/s400/100_5246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513192788622642338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should burst into the Dora "We Did It" song! What did we do you ask? We survived the first week of kindergarten. I tell ya what though; it just about killed me. I am so glad Monday is a holiday so I have an extra day to recover from pure exhaustion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, The Belle loves school (I knew she would)! I am in total amazement with all she has learned this week. She has the most patient teacher I have ever seen. By Thursday night she was quoting Psalm 1 from memorization which is just the sweetest thing I have ever heard. She is also quickly making new friends. How cute is she and Miss Kaci in the picture! The highlight of the week for The Belle was that Kaci had a hot dog with pickles (it was actually relish; obviously The Belle has never had any) and ketchup for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you the first few days of school were really rough on me. I cried driving out of the parking lot. Not because I didn't want to leave her but because she has grown up so fast. After the girls' and I dropped her off on Monday we went grocery shopping. That was a very strange experience with just 2 kids. I am so used to having all 3 with me. The May loved it though! She got to pick out all her favorite snacks and didn't have to compromise with The Belle. The May has adjusted really well this week with The Belle at school. She does ask throughout the day what The Belle is doing. The two of us read alot while The Lynn is napping. I think she is appreciating the one on one time we are having together. We will see how week 2 goes but until then soak in all the cuteness from the pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1866252019590965258?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1866252019590965258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1866252019590965258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1866252019590965258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1866252019590965258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-did-it.html' title='We Did It'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TILLn7HddfI/AAAAAAAAAmM/D8fIRlPfrvU/s72-c/100_5243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8969853702243465493</id><published>2010-08-27T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:54:34.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/THiEh38sC0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/UYaxYs6pudU/s1600/100_5239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/THiEh38sC0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/UYaxYs6pudU/s400/100_5239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510299861576846146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the big day. I thought I was all good with The Belle starting school. Apparently, I wasn't. I started crying last night at parent orientation, continued throughout the night, and into the morning. The tears finally stopped at snack time. Yes, I stayed the majority of the morning with her (I wasn't the only mom who stayed; I however was the only mom who cried). I finally composed myself to leave campus and go to lunch with 2 other moms. The Belle told me at lunch that I should go eat with my friends. Seriously, she kept asking when I was going to leave. When I returned from lunch the class was napping. The Belle has not taken a nap since she was 2 1/2! I asked her if she fell asleep and she said "no mam, I just rested". There are not enough words to describe how sweet her school is. For example, the boy's pull out the girl's chairs for them! It is just the sweetest environment I have ever been in. Today's hours were 9:00 - 1:30. Thankfully, Grandmama and Pappy kept The May and The Lynn for me so I could stay with The Belle. The May was so sweet in the van on the way to their house. She said "Grandmama is going to think The Belle looks beeeuuuuteeful"! Monday will be quite a challenge since we will have to leave our house at 7:00 and I will have all 3 girls in tow. So, life as I once knew it has changed and I am pretty sure reality is about to hit me in the face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8969853702243465493?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8969853702243465493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8969853702243465493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8969853702243465493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8969853702243465493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/08/water-works.html' title='Water Works'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/THiEh38sC0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/UYaxYs6pudU/s72-c/100_5239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1806740483760043738</id><published>2010-08-26T14:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:57:23.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am becoming a grown-up</title><content type='html'>The time has arrived! The Belle goes to kindergarten tomorrow! I have very mixed emotions about this. I am mostly overwhelmed with excitement for her. She is going to an amazing school and is going to learn so much more than I ever did. And well, she is so excited about starting (so that helps). But, this teeny tiny part of me wants to break down in tears and scream NOOOO! Because, this all just happened so quickly. I mean didn't I just bring this child home from the hospital?!? The realization of The Belle starting school hit The May yesterday. As we were packing all of her school supplies The May looked up at me with the most pitiful face and said "I want to go to school too". I told her we were going to have school at our house for her and it took her mind off of it. This is going to be a huge adjustment for all of us. All prayers are very appreciated! Pictures will follow soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1806740483760043738?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1806740483760043738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1806740483760043738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1806740483760043738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1806740483760043738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-becoming-grown-up.html' title='I am becoming a grown-up'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7606466420000390750</id><published>2010-08-13T10:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T11:22:24.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Flag Is In My Hand</title><content type='html'>We started potty training The Lynn on Monday and here it is Friday and I am ready to quit; and in all honesty I think she is also ready. I thought she would pick up on it really quickly because she has 2 older sisters. But, I think they are more of a distraction for her. I have to watch her like a hawk for her potty cues and then run her to the potty. She doesn't take any initiative to go towards the potty at all. I don't have the time or the energy to do that ALL.DAY.LONG. She needs me to be consistent and its just not happening right now. Every time I turn my back she has already peed all over the floor. So, we will attempt this again in a couple of months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons I haven't been consistent with The Lynn is because I have started SEWING!!! For those of you who know me you know that I am not domesticated at all. So when my parents bought me a sewing machine for my birthday I knew the time had arrived for me to start sewing. I am not kidding when I say "I have never sewn anything a day in my life"! Somehow I managed getting through high school without sewing the first thing. Sadly enough, my husband knows more about sewing than I do. He has been so supportive and helpful the past couple of days. I bought the easiest pattern I could find and the cheapest fabric and started sewing. I have successfully sewed a minature pillowcase and 2 dresses together (they aren't finished just yet). I really didn't think I would enjoy sewing but it is so much fun! I can't wait to make the girls matching dresses. It looks like a better learn how to make a diaper cover also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7606466420000390750?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7606466420000390750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7606466420000390750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7606466420000390750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7606466420000390750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/08/white-flag-is-in-my-hand.html' title='The White Flag Is In My Hand'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4461510330691143693</id><published>2010-08-10T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:15:01.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29 and holding......in the bathrooom</title><content type='html'>Well, today I entered into the last year of my 20's! Shockingly, enough it just felt like another typical day in my crazy life with 3 giggling girls. My sweet husband got me this cute dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TGISDEALO_I/AAAAAAAAAls/emjk8dF2T4E/s1600/lily+tunic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TGISDEALO_I/AAAAAAAAAls/emjk8dF2T4E/s400/lily+tunic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503981538423553010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it so much that when I tried it on it made all my other clothes feel boring. The girls made me some really sweet cards. I heard them "secretly" making the cards for me this morning in their closet. At one point The Belle said to The May: "make sure you color Momma's hair brown". Birthday's are so much more fun with kids! My parents gave me a sewing machine. Which I have to admit I have no idea how to use. Seriously, I have never sewn a thing in my life. I am however ready to learn. My parents also took me out to dinner (Chinese)! But, the best gift of all was from my sweet little Lynn! She successfully pottied 4 times today! This is a huge accomplishment since yesterday she went through 13 pairs of panties and never made it once to the potty. I will have to say we spent the entire day in the bathroom (for the exception of nap time and dinner). I had not seen the sun in the past 2 days until we went to dinner. Potty training is mentally exhausting for all of us. It seemed alot easier with the other 2 girls. I feel like I have said "pee pee goes in the potty" 10 gazillion times. I am determined to have her trained within the next 2 weeks (or at least before my 30th birthday)! So, if you should need me I will be in the confinement of my bathroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4461510330691143693?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4461510330691143693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4461510330691143693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4461510330691143693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4461510330691143693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/08/29-and-holdingin-bathrooom.html' title='29 and holding......in the bathrooom'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/TGISDEALO_I/AAAAAAAAAls/emjk8dF2T4E/s72-c/lily+tunic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5164808046082502688</id><published>2010-08-09T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:32:30.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Summary</title><content type='html'>I can not believe the lack of posting I have done this summer. I pinky swear I will post more often (even though I have probably lost all 3 of my readers). In my defense it has been a very busy summer. Instead of trying to catch up by posting about each event I will give you the cliff notes version of our summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kicked the summer off by me having an abdominoplasty. Which I have to say I do not regret at all. The pain was terrible but it was so worth it. My husband was a wonderful nurse and took really good care of me and the girls. The recovery time was for 6 weeks. But as you read on you will see it didn't slow me down too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were super excited to give their daddy an ipod shuffle for Father's Day. I was super excited that we (all Skaggs children) gave my father-in-law a membership to geocaching. If you have never heard of this it is basically a huge tresaure hunt. It is so much fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband interviewed for his previous position at Tate and got the job! We are both very excited for him to be returning to our alma matter. He also cut grass as a side job this summer. He has become quite the landscaper in this horrendous heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belle got her shots to start school!  She really has come a long way with the Dr. office. From a screaming toddler who almost passed out a couple of times to a big girl who did not shed one tear when she got her shots. My baby isn't so much a baby anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary! God bless Aunt Sarah for babysitting our 3 children (along with her 2) so we could enjoy a lunch date to Olive Garden. 7 years......wow! Somedays it feels like we just got married and then other days it seems so long ago. Either way God has blessed me with such an amazing husband and daddy for our girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Carla and I went to the Michael Buble concert......for FREE! A co-worker of hers gave her the tickets and she invited me....yay! It was so much fun (even the drunk lady who sat behind us and claimed that Michael Buble looked like Willie Nelson.....she obviously had way too much to drink)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (the Skaggs family) had a beach house booked for a week in July. Unfortunately, BP ruined that for us. We instead went to Charleston South Carolina. Uncle John got us an amazing deal on a house (that we all fit in). It was extremely hot but we had a great time. The girls especiallly loved the water park and the cupcake bakery we went to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday we celebrated Uncle John's departure from the Navy. It was at a beatiful location! The girls especially enjoyed dancing and playing in the sand. We are excited to see what God has planned for this new chapter of Uncle John and Aunt Emily's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated husbands grandparents 60th wedding anniversary yesterday afternoon at the beach. Although we didn't find the $60 gift card treasure and it rained quite a bit; it was still a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started potty training The Lynn today! Can you believe it my life is about to be rid of diapers........WOO-HOO! She hasn't successfully made it to the potty but we are committed to training all week. The Belle and The May have been very good helpers. Both have successfully made it to the potty about 5 times each (to show The Lynn how to do it). They are also very good at retrieving clean panties for her. I am really hoping that she picks up on potty training as quickly as her sisters did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will turn 29 tomorrow! Do you understand that is just one more year until I am 30!?! Worse than that.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belle starts school on August 27th! She is extremely excited about starting school. I on the other hand am very anxious about it. I know she will love it; which makes it easier for me but seriously, she is starting school! This is an entirely new journey for us. It is going to be a major adjustment for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that about sums up our summer. I will get some pictures up soon! I am really excited to see what the fall will bring. One thing I know it will bring is another trip to Disney World! Let me just say I.Can.Not.Wait!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5164808046082502688?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5164808046082502688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5164808046082502688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5164808046082502688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5164808046082502688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-summary.html' title='Summer Summary'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2563612149703958773</id><published>2010-06-13T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:10:34.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Infinity And Beyond!</title><content type='html'>We watched Toy Story for the first time last night. The girls were so cute while we were watching it. The May was so excited that her and Andy's baby sister share names. So, throughout the entire movie she kept asking where she was. The Belle was so into the storyline and asked a million questions. She also hid her face behind the pillow during any dramatic part (especially when Sid was mean to his toys). The Lynn went to bed about a third of the way thru the movie. She did however lay very still while she was on the couch with all of us. Both girls were very upset when it went off but I quickly saved the day by announcing "we can watch Toy Story 2 tomorrow night". The Belle was so excited and said "then after Toy Story 2 we can watch Toy Story 3 and Toy Story 4 and Toy Story 5". Then I had to explain to her that Toy Story 3 had not come out yet but that it was coming to the movie theater very soon. So, she said we could go watch it there.......I was kinda hoping we could wait until it came out on dvd (then we could buy the whole combo 1, 2, and 3) but we will see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day back to normal life after surgery (I'm still not able to lift anything or bend over). We went to church, ate lunch at Grandmama's, and went back to church. I'm pretty tired but I'm so glad to have gotten out of the house for the day. I go back to the Dr. tomorrow for a check-up. I'm really hoping that I don't have to have my belly drained with a needle (to release any fluid build up). Well, I have 2 girls sitting beside me begging to watch Toy Story 2. I hope Andy's sister makes more appearances in this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2563612149703958773?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2563612149703958773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2563612149703958773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2563612149703958773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2563612149703958773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='To Infinity And Beyond!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7107667271783109803</id><published>2010-06-10T13:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:29:12.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering</title><content type='html'>I promise I am still alive. I had my tummy tuck surgery on Tuesday June 1st and so far so good! I went to the Dr. yesterday and thankfully I got the drains out (YAY!). Husband has been really amaznig.....really. He has changed bandages, dumped drains (yuck), adjusted my pillows a million times, cooked meals, cleaned, you name it he has done it. He told me yesterday he was expecting a really nice Father's Day gift (I better get on that). My mom has also been wonderful. Her church has VBS all this week and she has picked up and dropped off the girls each night. It has given husband and I some down time (well, mostly him since I spend the majority of my time laying down). I will be glad when things get back to normal for me. I can't lift anything for 6 weeks. I really miss holding the girls and little things like getting into bed by myself. But I know it will come soon enough. The sad thing is that by the time I heal, the oil will probably have hit our beaches (its already beginning to come on shore). It really is depressng when you see our beautiful beaches and then when you see that nasty oil quickly approaching. Unfortunately, we have cancelled our beach house that we get with husband's family. We are now looking at an alternative vacation plans but really, what can top a week at the world's most beautiful beach?!?!? So, it looks like we will be spending our summer poolside this year. I know I have been terrible at blogging. Seriously, I am trying to get better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7107667271783109803?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7107667271783109803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7107667271783109803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7107667271783109803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7107667271783109803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/06/recovering.html' title='Recovering'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-803466146500631663</id><published>2010-05-09T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:03:55.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>We dedicated The Lynn this morning at husband's parents church. It was really sweet that Pappy dedicated our baby girl to the Lord. We went to my mom's after church for lunch. It was a great Mother's day. Oh and I got a new Coach bag too! Here are some pictures from the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b48Z0Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/YzRwUhTqTSY/s1600/100_4562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b48Z0Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/YzRwUhTqTSY/s400/100_4562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332514094024674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4s_mo_JI/AAAAAAAAAlM/zCU-MPp_2u0/s1600/100_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4s_mo_JI/AAAAAAAAAlM/zCU-MPp_2u0/s400/100_4556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332249359482002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4sbZxHYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nRY4IoiZ_zU/s1600/100_4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4sbZxHYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nRY4IoiZ_zU/s400/100_4555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332239641812354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4ttwnrvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-vBBFe-toV4/s1600/100_4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4ttwnrvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-vBBFe-toV4/s400/100_4558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332261749370610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4tEXoahI/AAAAAAAAAlU/pEJKN86anv8/s1600/100_4557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4tEXoahI/AAAAAAAAAlU/pEJKN86anv8/s400/100_4557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332250638707218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4rxor3iI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HuG8aSubchM/s1600/100_4553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b4rxor3iI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HuG8aSubchM/s400/100_4553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332228430093858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-803466146500631663?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/803466146500631663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=803466146500631663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/803466146500631663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/803466146500631663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S-b48Z0Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/YzRwUhTqTSY/s72-c/100_4562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-9203438459650028368</id><published>2010-04-29T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T10:43:58.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis has left the building</title><content type='html'>The May said the funniest thing yesterday. First let me give you a little background in case you don't live in our part of the world. There is a restaurant downtown that uses a triple decker green bus for advertisement. They have an Elvis mannequin that sits in the driver seat. He used to have a mechanical arm that waved but I guess over the years it broke. They dress him up on holiday's and my girls get a kick out of it. So there is the background to catch you up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are on vacation this week. They were in Memphis yesterday and went to Graceland. (I got a virtual minute to minute tour via our blackberries.)Here is how the conversation between Molly and I went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nana and Papa went to see Elvis' house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly: They went to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No they went to his house he lived in before he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly: Oh you mean they went to the big green bus? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl is some kind of funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-9203438459650028368?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/9203438459650028368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=9203438459650028368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9203438459650028368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9203438459650028368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/04/elvis-has-left-building.html' title='Elvis has left the building'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3086272313506664040</id><published>2010-04-28T10:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T11:21:25.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>I am so behind on blogging. I was reading some of my old blogs today (thanks Aunt Emily for the reminder) and had completely forgotten about things that happened in the past couple of years. I am so glad I documented these events becasue otherwise I would have no memory of it and if I don't get back to blogging I am going to kick myself for not doing it. So here we go. So much has happened in the past couple of months! We moved, The Belle turned 5, the big girls got their ears pierced, Easter, the big girls got a pedi and mani, The Belle was accepted into a wonderful Christian school for kindergarten, Husband and I competed in a team triathlon with Uncle John, Aunt Emily, Uncle Josh, and Aunt Sarah, my husband got a cell phone (for the first time EVER), and The Lynn just about scared me to death with an eye injury. I know that's alot of information to digest at one sitting so I will be covering these topics one post at a time. Today will be a fun one: the girls getting their ears pierced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago Grandmama found a school picture of Aunt Sarah when she was 6 years old. The very first thing The Belle noticed about the picture was that she had earrings. Grandmama told her that Aunt Sarah got her ears pierced for her 5th birthday. Well, that was all it took. The Belle was determined that she too would get her ears pierced for her 5th birthday. So, for several months ALL we heard about was how she was going to get earrings and roller skates for her birthday. At some point Margo and The May also decided that they too wanted their ears pierced. We had lots of discussions about how they pierce your ears, that it may be painful, that you would have to keep them in for 6 weeks, and that we would have to clean them frequently. I have always been very strict about birthday presents. I do not like giving presents to everyone for one girls birthday. For example, if it is The Belle's birthday then only The Belle gets presents (there are some people who give presents to all of their children when it is only one child's birthday). I did however make an exception this one time. The Belle and Margo are 13 days apart so we thought it would be best for the girls to get their ears pierced at the same time (misery loves company.....right?). But, The May wanted her ears pierced also. I knew The May would be so sad to see her big sister and big cousin (who she adores) get earrings and she not get to be apart of it. But, it was The May I was also most worried about (she does NOT handle pain well at ALL)! When we arrived at the mall the girls had decided to let The Belle go first since it was her actual birthday. Well, as the preparations began The Belle very graciously allowed Margo to go first (she had to see it happen before she could do it). Margo chose her earrings first and both of my girls chose the same (thank goodness Margo is not undecisive; we would have been there all day looking at earrings). Margo was very brave and didn't shed a tear. So, up next was The May who shed lots of tears (we were worried we were going to leave there with just one earring). Matter of fact it was so bad she wouldn't let us look at it or even talk about it for several hours. Then next was The Belle who also did wonderful. The worst one of all was Husband and Uncle Josh! Those poor guys were literally feeling faint. It was really sweet of them to be so worried about their girls. Honestly though my Husband was just as nervous if not more than when I was in labor with those children. So here are some pictures from the big event! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfnMhZSeI/AAAAAAAAAks/I34n2c_yMRg/s1600/100_4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfnMhZSeI/AAAAAAAAAks/I34n2c_yMRg/s400/100_4463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465223274794928610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfnsZy6AI/AAAAAAAAAk0/DnZNiVuZLBI/s1600/100_4464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfnsZy6AI/AAAAAAAAAk0/DnZNiVuZLBI/s400/100_4464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465223283352987650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfPS6XfhI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BMF7agvWGXQ/s1600/100_4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfPS6XfhI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BMF7agvWGXQ/s400/100_4439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465222864193420818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfQik1gaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tP_xbqukbH8/s1600/100_4461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfQik1gaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tP_xbqukbH8/s400/100_4461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465222885577949602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfQc7KGDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ry5iTCdnChg/s1600/100_4449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfQc7KGDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ry5iTCdnChg/s400/100_4449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465222884060960818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfP4uouaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lmuN75290YI/s1600/100_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfP4uouaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lmuN75290YI/s400/100_4447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465222874344765858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfPnI48wI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dQ1PWCxKxy8/s1600/100_4442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfPnI48wI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dQ1PWCxKxy8/s400/100_4442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465222869623042818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3086272313506664040?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3086272313506664040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3086272313506664040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3086272313506664040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3086272313506664040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S9hfnMhZSeI/AAAAAAAAAks/I34n2c_yMRg/s72-c/100_4463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1757399754687756997</id><published>2010-04-12T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:16:10.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good gracious I can not believe it has been a month since I have blogged. So much has happened since my last post. The most recent event was The Belle's 5th birthday. Seriously, my baby girl is 5. I can literally remember everything about the day she was born (including the clothes I was wearing when I went into labor). Time really does go by way too fast. These are just a few pictures from her party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Belle,&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe I am writing you a happy 5th birthday letter. 5 is such a big milestone age and yet in so many ways you are still a little girl. But, I think you will always be a little girl to me. You have changed in so many ways. You can do almost everything independently; dress yourself, buckle yourself, clean up, prepare your own peanut butter crackers, bathe yourself, read, write a letter, and so much more. As I watched you fall asleep (with your newly pierced ears) the night of your birthday I couldn't help but wipe away the tears. So quickly, you have grown into a beautiful girl and it scares me to think how quickly the next 5 years will go by. When I found out I was pregnant with you all I knew was that I wanted a baby. I never dreamed I would have been given all the joy you have brought into my life. You are such a sweet little lady and I love you more than you will ever know. Happy Birthday! Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3nyIj3YI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1WhJ5IPgI/s1600/100_4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3nyIj3YI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1WhJ5IPgI/s400/100_4426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459409067403632002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3nkd2RRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/B_7WgZD8eBo/s1600/100_4430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3nkd2RRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/B_7WgZD8eBo/s400/100_4430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459409063734822162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3oM7qAfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2HbrIDo5Cbw/s1600/100_4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3oM7qAfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2HbrIDo5Cbw/s400/100_4435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459409074597265906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1757399754687756997?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1757399754687756997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1757399754687756997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1757399754687756997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1757399754687756997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-gracious-i-can-not-believe-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S8O3nyIj3YI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EW1WhJ5IPgI/s72-c/100_4426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8162512955484079</id><published>2010-03-09T14:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:14:14.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubes and a Bottle</title><content type='html'>One week ago The Lynn got tubes. The 2 of us got up at the crack of dawn and headed to the hospital.*Thanks to Grandmama and Pappy for letting The Belle and The May spend the night with them!* Thankfully she was the first surgery so it went pretty quickly. Since we had been through this with The Belle I knew what to expect. But still, when I changed her into that little blue hospital gown it was hard to fight back the tears. I think the worst part for me was just knowing she would be put to sleep and I wouldn't be there with her. She didn't mind the gown. Matter of fact it was easy access for her to pull her diaper off in the pediatric waiting area. Once the nurse came in and gave her some "princess juice" she was good to go. It took about 5 minutes for the loopiness to begin (she couldn't even hold her paci in her mouth). She would just look at me and smile. Notice the difference in the pictures (pre princess juice and post)you can really tell in her eyes. Her Dr. came in to talk to me (wearing a Mike Zowoski hat from Monsters Inc) about the procedure and The Lynn was talking to his hat the entire time. I'm assuming he wore the hat during surgery becasue when he came out to tell me how it went it was still on his head. When the anesthia team came into get her she went right to them with no problem (which made it easy for me). The procedure took less than 10 minutes. I quickly went back to see her (I actually heard her before I saw her). It isso sad when a baby is coming out of anesthia becasue they have no clue what is going on. The nurse told me that she was upset because there was no formula in her bottle. I told her um she hasn't been on a bottle in several months. She added some apple juice (which I have given to her just a few times with mostly water)to her "bottle" and it didn't take long for her to remember what to do with it. She sucked it down like a little piggie. The nurse gave us 4 bottles of apple juice to take home. When I loaded her into the van she was very happily showing me her bottle and I let her know that as soon as we got home those were going in the trash. I took a few pictures of her excitedly holding her "bottle". She napped very well when we got home and was happy when Nana brought her sisters home. I haven't seen a big difference in her speech yet but I feel like within the next few weeks I will. Thanks to all of you who prayed for her it was so comforting to know that you were praying for my baby girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a6ACOPwrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xKP5F6EiU_M/s1600-h/100_4229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a6ACOPwrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xKP5F6EiU_M/s400/100_4229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446745309110583986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a5_uS02aI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Fx2OqSV1fv8/s1600-h/100_4226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a5_uS02aI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Fx2OqSV1fv8/s400/100_4226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446745303761082786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a5_Ve-HdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2i03w2tm1cg/s1600-h/100_4224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a5_Ve-HdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2i03w2tm1cg/s400/100_4224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446745297101135314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8162512955484079?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8162512955484079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8162512955484079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8162512955484079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8162512955484079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/03/tubes-and-bottle.html' title='Tubes and a Bottle'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S5a6ACOPwrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xKP5F6EiU_M/s72-c/100_4229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5884173867742559844</id><published>2010-03-03T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:24:55.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Details are important</title><content type='html'>Most of you probably already know about this but I thought it needed to be documented somewhere. So, Uncle John(aka Shoe Lace Hero; see older posts) is in the Navy and was abruptly sent to Cuba at the beginning of February to assist with Haiti relief. He really had no idea how long he would be gone. Aunt Emily asked all her friends and family to begin praying for John to return home by March 6th. Now I am a firm believer in asking God for specific details that are in His will. Several friends and family members prayed for The Lynn to arrive on her birth date. Anyways, it looked as if Uncle John would be flying in on Saturday March 6th.....awesome right? Well guess who called us last night from HOME?!? I'm telling you our God is amazing. He cares about every detail in our life! This was just too good not to tell about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*other good news: The Lynn got her tubes yesterday and is doing great. I will post all the details soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5884173867742559844?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5884173867742559844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5884173867742559844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5884173867742559844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5884173867742559844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/03/details-are-important.html' title='Details are important'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3652987207011014845</id><published>2010-02-25T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:29:43.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>flying solo</title><content type='html'>For the first time in almost 7 years Husband and I spent the night apart. He left early yesterday morning for a work conference. I can't wait for him to get home tonight. I have a new appreciation for couples who spend lengthy times apart and especially those with children. I have only been "alone" for 28 hours and it has been tough. I'm usually not a happy camper when one of the girls get in bed with us in the middle of the night but I was so happy when The May snuggled up with me at 3:00 am. I slept like a log from that point on. I wouldn't make it as a military wife. Thanks to all of you wives who have spent many sleepless nights way from your husbands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3652987207011014845?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3652987207011014845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3652987207011014845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3652987207011014845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3652987207011014845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/02/flying-solo.html' title='flying solo'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8444630343822351461</id><published>2010-02-15T13:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:43:39.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day/Marraige Retreat/Valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbrirdrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/7kaaCFXqLZM/s1600-h/100_4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbrirdrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/7kaaCFXqLZM/s400/100_4183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725402315257522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbTKoVZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/b3MwxSlPIk0/s1600-h/100_4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbTKoVZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/b3MwxSlPIk0/s400/100_4171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725395771938194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JcL22uaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/VPLIdPfHCYU/s1600-h/marriage+retreat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JcL22uaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/VPLIdPfHCYU/s400/marriage+retreat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725410989816226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbMo2WGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wxO35rWlSSM/s1600-h/100_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbMo2WGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wxO35rWlSSM/s400/100_4156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725394019637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JatenkjI/AAAAAAAAAis/pMhUxKbCsiM/s1600-h/100_4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JatenkjI/AAAAAAAAAis/pMhUxKbCsiM/s400/100_4153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725385655226930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it has been a week since I have posted. Lots has happened since then. Including a 3 pound weight gain. I curse you Valentine's Day. I'm trying to get back on track. Several things have been going on in the last week so I'm just going to hit the high points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*last Friday was a snow day! We had so much fun but are so thankful we don't live where it does snow frequently. I'm still trying to catch up on laundry.&lt;br /&gt;*husband and I went to a marriage retreat Friday and Saturday. It was so much fun getting time to ourselves and getting to know other married couples who are striving to grow closer to Christ and each other.&lt;br /&gt;*valentines day was spent watching the girls valentine gift: "Minnie Mouse Bow-tique". Don't you just love their valentine shirts? &lt;br /&gt;*in other news The Lynn gets tubes on March 2nd. The doctors exact words were "her ears are just awful" poor girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's lots of info in one post. I'm going to try to get better at posting more frequently...we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8444630343822351461?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8444630343822351461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8444630343822351461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8444630343822351461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8444630343822351461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-daymarraige-retreatvalentines.html' title='Snow Day/Marraige Retreat/Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S33JbrirdrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/7kaaCFXqLZM/s72-c/100_4183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4364173225033597448</id><published>2010-02-11T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:13:49.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thigh "less" Thursday:-3.0</title><content type='html'>Thigh less Thursday is Weight less Wednesdays substitute. That's what happens when you have umpteen million things going on (including 2 ulcers which are probably caused from the umpteen million things). But hey I lost 3 pounds ....holla! I will try to post an update of all that is going on but don't hold your breath. It looks like Monday will be the earliest I can get to it. Here's something that will shock the pants off ya: husband is off work tomorrow for a snow day! That's right Florida is expected to get snow ......maybe even an inch. The girls are super stoked me not so much. But if it's going to be this cold I guess we should get to see snow. And believe me snow pictures will be posted asap if it happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4364173225033597448?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4364173225033597448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4364173225033597448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4364173225033597448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4364173225033597448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/02/thigh-less-thursday-30.html' title='Thigh &quot;less&quot; Thursday:-3.0'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4766329596257487866</id><published>2010-02-07T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:41:30.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubes For The Lynn</title><content type='html'>Things have been so crazy this week. The main event has been The Lynn and her ears. She was up all night on Wednesday with fever. So Thursday morning we made a trip to the Dr. Sure enough, a double ear infection. It didn't take much convincing on my part or the pediatricians to get tubes. I'm sure most of you remember the saga we went thru with The Belle and her ears. I'm so glad we will be getting The Lynn's tubes at a younger age (so hopefully she won't go thru the trauma that The Belle did). I hate the thought of my baby being put to sleep but I love the thought of no more ear infections.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4766329596257487866?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4766329596257487866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4766329596257487866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4766329596257487866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4766329596257487866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/02/tubes-for-lynn.html' title='Tubes For The Lynn'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-9198029553637260295</id><published>2010-02-03T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:01:04.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight"Less" Wednesday: Choices</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I have weighed that I am starting over. After the migraine issues I had (which now seems to be resolved; thanks to my new glasses, which I will try to post a picture of soon) I fell off the wagon. Seriously, I had no motivation to eat healthy or exercise. I spent the majority of Monday in a funk (so what did I do: ate like a pure hog). I got really sad about the lack of exercise and the lack of healthy choices I have been making. So, yesterday morning I had what I like to call "a coming to Jesus meeting." I literally went to Jesus about it (which I should have done on Monday but I digress). Everyday I make millions of choices. All the junk I have been eating and my laziness those were my choices. I spent yesterday drinking LOTS of water (holla Emily!) and eating my allowed calories. I also ran a mile and did my mom's new biggest loser wii workout. It felt good! I got up early this morning and lifted weights. I finished 64 ozs. of water before 12:30 and am eating my healthy foods at my designated times. I was pleasently surprised that from yesterday to today I lost a little over 1 pound. So, here it is I am CHOOSING to stick to it because obviously the alternative choices were not working for me. Here's to next Wednesday and a lighter/healthier me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-9198029553637260295?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/9198029553637260295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=9198029553637260295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9198029553637260295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/9198029553637260295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/02/weightless-wednesday-choices.html' title='Weight&quot;Less&quot; Wednesday: Choices'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1414768454556740224</id><published>2010-01-31T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:46:26.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>I'm still here. I do apologize for the lack of posts here lately. I know all of you have been anxiously awaiting a post (ok you probably haven't but in my mind you are). Anywho, there is nothing exciting going on around these parts. Unless however, you consider rounds of breathing treatments, nasal spray, humidifiers, and ample dosages of cough medicine exciting. That's right all 3 girls have been sick. Which means lack of sleep for us. Although I did score a 2 1/2 hour nap with The May yesterday (thanks Hubs!). The one funny thing about all this sickness......I was reading the back of the cough medicine box and it honestly says "do not give: to make child sleepy". I will let you be the judge on that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1414768454556740224?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1414768454556740224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1414768454556740224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1414768454556740224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1414768454556740224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5574881769043875243</id><published>2010-01-24T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:46:41.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On Up</title><content type='html'>So instead of admitting myself into the psychiatric hospital (see previous post) I'm now looking into a good nursing home. Friday I got my eyes examined and got a double prescription. Before I go any further I need to give a disclaimer *I know nothing about vision/eye glasses. A nice and very fashionable gentleman (his glasses were dolce and gabana) helped me pick out a frame that he said complemented my face very nicely. So he takes me to fit my frames *which have a separate cost from lenses*. I learned so much at Lens Crafters. He explains to me that I have a double prescription and wants to know if I want both filled. I thought this meant I would need 2 pair of glasses so I told him that I just wanted reading glasses. So I get home with my new glasses and realize that I can see great while reading but can't see a thing when I look up. My dear husband (who has been wearing glasses/contacts since he was 16) explained to me that the prescription I got was for bifocals! And I said "come again; I'm only 28 this can't be possible. So now while I'm reading I have to wear my glasses on the end of my nose so when I look up I don't get "sea sick". Now here's the kicker to the story. I go to tuck the girls into bed and The Belle is laying in bed with a pair of sunglasses on the tip of her nose reading a book. Husband asked her what are you doing and she responded with "being an old lady"! Talk about kicking you when your down! So after doing some research I found out that I can get a progressive lens so you can't see the bifocal. But it costs an extra $100. I wonder if my social security will kick in soon so I can cover the cost?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5574881769043875243?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5574881769043875243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5574881769043875243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5574881769043875243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5574881769043875243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving-on-up.html' title='Moving On Up'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1959273160272039824</id><published>2010-01-22T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:44:13.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh You Think I Am Kidding</title><content type='html'>Do you think there is Internet access at the psychiatric hospital? I'm telling ya if I don't get some headache relief soon I will be admitting myself. 5 days of this headache is driving me crazy (not that these 3 girls haven't already driven me there). Maybe they will let me bring my "crack"berry so I can blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1959273160272039824?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1959273160272039824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1959273160272039824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1959273160272039824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1959273160272039824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-you-think-i-am-kidding.html' title='Oh You Think I Am Kidding'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-427570596934313967</id><published>2010-01-21T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:11:22.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weightless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>So I know today is not Wednesday and to be honest I'm not sure if I was weightless. I was running a million miles an hour yesterday and didn't have the chance to weigh in. I would venture to say I probably didn't lose. So here's my excuse: I experienced my first ever migrane this week. I must say it was terrible. The best description I could come up with for my headache was contractions behind my eyes. I didn't feel like eating or exercising for a few days. Once I got my appetite back I didn't make the healthiest choices. Needless to say I will be getting my eyes examined soon. I have kept a dull headache since the migrane left. I know this is an excuse and I should just get over it (and I will just as soon as the contractions subside). Don't worry I will be lighter in no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-427570596934313967?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/427570596934313967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=427570596934313967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/427570596934313967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/427570596934313967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/weightless-wednesday.html' title='Weightless Wednesday'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1082397551301952759</id><published>2010-01-13T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:36:37.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WeightLess Wednesday -1.0</title><content type='html'>Ok I know its not a huge loss but its a loss. I had hoped for a bigger number. It has been hard fitting exercise back into my schedule and not to mention the arctic temperatures we have been experiencing. I have however been eating really well and drinking lots of water. The weather should be warming up this week so I'm hoping to get lots more cardio in. Here's to next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1082397551301952759?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1082397551301952759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1082397551301952759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1082397551301952759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1082397551301952759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/weightless-wednesday-10.html' title='WeightLess Wednesday -1.0'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3000211586091268571</id><published>2010-01-09T18:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:44:21.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Lace Hero Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S0kigvylzLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/kJkgxL4W4oU/s1600-h/rock+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S0kigvylzLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/kJkgxL4W4oU/s400/rock+band.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905172124290226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S0kigUuptbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/qw-9ajVAtxY/s1600-h/chloe+drums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S0kigUuptbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/qw-9ajVAtxY/s400/chloe+drums.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424905164860011954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aunt Emily read the previous post ("Shoe Lace Hero") she emailed me some pictures that she had taken of the "band". I have to admit playing in a band is way more fun than learning to tie shoe laces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3000211586091268571?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3000211586091268571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3000211586091268571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3000211586091268571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3000211586091268571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/shoe-lace-hero-part-2.html' title='Shoe Lace Hero Part 2'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/S0kigvylzLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/kJkgxL4W4oU/s72-c/rock+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-502769812147272142</id><published>2010-01-07T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:34:41.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Lace Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0zRJ2H4vI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nblBsJ7X9ao/s1600-h/100_3823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0zRJ2H4vI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nblBsJ7X9ao/s400/100_3823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421545896217666290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent some time at Uncle John and Aunt Emily's house over the Christmas break. I always feel like I am at a 5 star hotel when we stay with them. Everything is so clean and their house is decorated to a "T". Before we went to lunch and shopping at the outlets Uncle John tried to teach The Belle how to tie her shoe laces on her new shoes she got for Christmas. Now I know some of you are thinking "isn't she a teacher?" Well, yes a matter of a fact I do have a degree in Elementary Education and feel pretty qualified to teach children. I did however attempt to teach her and it didn't work out so well. The May and The Lynn were crawling all over us and I quickly lost my patience. So I did what any good Mom would do; I sent her to her Daddy. I got a good giggle when I saw him google "how to tie shoe laces". He had about as much luck as I did. I then had the brilliant idea for Uncle John to teach her. He is a graduate of the United States Naval Academy. He is a lieutenant in the Navy. He has driven a Naval ship thru the Panama Canal. I felt confident that he could teach my 4 year old to tie her shoes. He taught her the first step (which she has just about perfected). But, before I knew it they were downstairs and no longer tying shoes but, playing "rock band hero". I didn't get a picture of this because, well, ahem, someone had to be the lead singer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-502769812147272142?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/502769812147272142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=502769812147272142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/502769812147272142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/502769812147272142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/shoe-lace-hero.html' title='Shoe Lace Hero'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0zRJ2H4vI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nblBsJ7X9ao/s72-c/100_3823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8416539222810991902</id><published>2010-01-06T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:52:45.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight"less" Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>That's right folks its back! Let's just say I enjoyed the past few months a little too much. The influx of junk I have eaten and the lack of movement caused my behind to expand (9 pounds worth!). So I'm back to it! That's right all water, fresh food, running, lifting weights, journaling, the whole shebang! Aunt Emily has modified our biggest loser competition to a points system and I'm ready to smoke my competitors. So tune in next Wednesday....hopefully my behind will quickly shrink back into place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8416539222810991902?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8416539222810991902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8416539222810991902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8416539222810991902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8416539222810991902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/weightless-wednesdays.html' title='Weight&quot;less&quot; Wednesdays'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2129754191488367176</id><published>2010-01-05T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:03:50.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite The Bowler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0y2mqtiVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/4ivosCoA5qI/s1600-h/100_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0y2mqtiVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/4ivosCoA5qI/s400/100_3816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421545440097962322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the Christmas break we took the girls bowling. The May scored the highest out of all the 5 kids (and scored higher than a couple of adults; you know who you are). She scored a whopping 81 points. I think she gets it from her Mama but I digress. She had quite the technique. It started out with her holding her arms straight above her head and progressed with holding her leg up behind her. She held this position the entire time the ball rolled down the lane (which felt like eternity since it was a 6 pound ball pushed by a 3 year old). It will probably be a while before we return to the lanes. It cost us 22 bucks (with a coupon) for 2 adults and 2 children to bowl one game. Do you know how many groceries we could have bought with that $.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2129754191488367176?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2129754191488367176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2129754191488367176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2129754191488367176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2129754191488367176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/quite-bowler.html' title='Quite The Bowler'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0y2mqtiVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/4ivosCoA5qI/s72-c/100_3816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-905417160692704120</id><published>2010-01-04T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:01:06.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess and The Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0yeq6Ue4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/ZAMlIghckJk/s1600-h/100_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0yeq6Ue4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/ZAMlIghckJk/s400/100_3825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421545028920310658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took The Belle and The May to their first movie (in a theater). They were so excited that they each wanted to wear a dress and high heels. I will never understand why scary previews are shown at a "G" movie. We covered their little eyes throughout the previews and during the scary voodoo parts of the movie. The May was so cute; when she would get scared she covered her own eyes. They are already asking to go see another movie. Next time we will get there after the previews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-905417160692704120?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/905417160692704120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=905417160692704120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/905417160692704120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/905417160692704120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-and-frog.html' title='The Princess and The Frog'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0yeq6Ue4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/ZAMlIghckJk/s72-c/100_3825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4626297692908303741</id><published>2009-12-31T16:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:19:04.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>We had by far the best Christmas at our house this year. Christmas is so much fun with kids! The girls took it ALL in. I think my favorite memory happened on Christmas Eve. We were on our way back home from my Uncle's when we pulled into the driveway there were 4 deer standing there. The Belle screamed "there is Santa's reindeer! He must be near we better get in bed fast!" The next morning the first thing out of The May's mouth was "I guess Santa found his reindeer". They loved opening presents. The Belle had written Santa a letter (see picture; she wrote it all by herself) asking for a princess magical keyboard. My mom had already bought it and we actually debated switching gifts so "Santa" could give it to her but decided against it. After The Belle opened her presents Christmas morning she asked "why didn't Santa bring me my princess magical keyboard?" I explained to her that Santa knows what is best for her and that we don't always get exactly what we want but she should be very thankful for what she did get. Once she opened her keyboard at my mom's she told me "Santa knew that Nana had bought it for me; thats why he didn't give it to me." She has really turned into a "big girl". We have so much to look forward to in 2010. The Belle will go to kindergarten. I will get a new tummy. And who else knows what will take place. Hope all of you had a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xObtYPrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sgG_q_BUW6w/s1600-h/100_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xObtYPrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sgG_q_BUW6w/s400/100_3636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421543650449964722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xOqJd3VI/AAAAAAAAAhU/YkgMif2XUww/s1600-h/100_3637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xOqJd3VI/AAAAAAAAAhU/YkgMif2XUww/s400/100_3637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421543654325869906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xOEyT0UI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MggY9ZCLhCo/s1600-h/100_3747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0v6mtZCmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/o-J6TQXjdug/s400/100_3635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421542210293795426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0v6S7vT9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/asfpaqvAJ9g/s1600-h/100_3631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0v6S7vT9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/asfpaqvAJ9g/s400/100_3631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421542204985266130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0v51VHeXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ztqkstPYDmQ/s1600-h/santa+letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0v51VHeXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ztqkstPYDmQ/s400/santa+letter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421542197038643570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4626297692908303741?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4626297692908303741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4626297692908303741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4626297692908303741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4626297692908303741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sz0xObtYPrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/sgG_q_BUW6w/s72-c/100_3636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4949038888444502528</id><published>2009-12-21T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:01:19.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lynn's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA16tn9XkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/hEsp5U58wPs/s1600-h/100_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA16tn9XkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/hEsp5U58wPs/s400/100_3470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417889634522586690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA16elpt4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/5WuLwP9_tvs/s1600-h/100_3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA16elpt4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/5WuLwP9_tvs/s400/100_3442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417889630486378370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA150-dGNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/5u98uUJ66gA/s1600-h/100_3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA150-dGNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/5u98uUJ66gA/s400/100_3450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417889619316119762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lynn celebrated her 1st birthday yesterday. She also had her first ear infection (double) diagnosed today. I knew she wasn't feeling well at her "party" Saturday morning and she progressively got worse. She is such a little trooper though. So to keep in tradition I have written her a birthday letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lynn,&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard for me to believe that you are 1! I can still remember the day I found out I was pregnant with you. So many emotions overwhelmed me that day. First and foremost I was scared. I couldn't stop thinking how am I going to be a mommy to 3 babies 3 and under? I was worried how a new baby would affect The Belle and The May. I was worried about how we could afford another baby. But I was also thrilled that I would have a precious (hopefully girl) baby to love. Your daddy and I were so excited when we found out we were going to have another baby girl. The moment you entered the world all my fears immediately vanished and God has provided our every need. I can't imagine life without you. You are the most laid back baby I have ever known. Even the past few days you have been sick and you just "roll with it". Your sisters absolutley adore you and you them. When things get crazy around here it is you that keeps me sane. You are usually the one that helps me "hold it together". You are at such a fun age. You are learning new things everyday. The cutest thing you do right now is when I tell you "no,no" you shake your head no. You have also learned how to wave bye,bye and are walking all over the place. One of my favorite things you do is when out of nowhere you attack my face with a big mouth wide open kiss. You are such a sweet girl and you my little Lynn made our family complete. I love you more than words could ever express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4949038888444502528?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4949038888444502528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4949038888444502528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4949038888444502528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4949038888444502528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/lynns-1st-birthday.html' title='The Lynn&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SzA16tn9XkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/hEsp5U58wPs/s72-c/100_3470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-620804604522923068</id><published>2009-12-17T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:11:29.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna know.....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the rain? Well, I have for the past week. No joking we are under all sorts of flash flood warnings. My girls haven't played outside in days. When it does stop raining its too wet and muddy to go out. I have forgotten what the sun even looks like. I have a new respect for Noah and his family. At least my ark is animal free. On a lighter note.....my Christmas shopping for the girls is finished! I'm so excited for them to open their presents but first we have to celebrate The Lynn's 1st birthday! Can you believe it? My baby girl is going to be 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-620804604522923068?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/620804604522923068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=620804604522923068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/620804604522923068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/620804604522923068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna-know.html' title='I wanna know.....'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-571332385867003598</id><published>2009-12-07T13:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T14:20:06.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bear</title><content type='html'>While we were on our Disney trip The Lynn got a new nickname: "The Bear". Everytime the girls would eat or drink something they would give her some. We would tell them don't feed the bear because she wouldn't be happy with just a sample. She would scream as soon as she didn't get more of what they were eating. So, since we have been back we have called her The Bear. Friday night she re-affirmed her new nickname. While Husband and I were getting ready to go Christmas shopping the big girls were playing and watching tv. I thought The Lynn was playing with them but I was mistaken. The Belle ran into my room yelling "Momma this is torrible, just torrible what The Lynn has done" I asked her "what is it?" and she couldn't even get the words out she said "please come and see the torrible mess she has made". I ran into the kitchen to find that she got into a brand new bottle of chocolate syrup. This bottle had never been opened. She tore the wrapper off and somehow unscrewed the cap off the top; just like well a bear. So what is a Mom to do when there is a ginormous mess on the kitchen floor (thank goodness it was in the kitchen and not on carpet) well she gets out the video camera and takes pictures. When I took the cap out of her mouth she yelled like a bear until I threw her in the bathtub (clothes and all) then she was happy. As I am typing this The Bear is digging through the trash can. I really need her to hibernate for awhile. On another note: the Christmas tree is up. I will try to do a post on it tomorrow. Oh by the way: chocolate syrup is a PAIN to clean up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h8WAYREI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3z2qYGIRR7M/s1600-h/100_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h8WAYREI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3z2qYGIRR7M/s400/100_3244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412590016496419906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7zplLgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UzS1IiSjSNk/s1600-h/100_3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7zplLgI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UzS1IiSjSNk/s400/100_3243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412590007273991682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7ad80rI/AAAAAAAAAfs/V8dH72LeYjY/s1600-h/100_3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7ad80rI/AAAAAAAAAfs/V8dH72LeYjY/s400/100_3242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412590000514323122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7IFNhII/AAAAAAAAAfk/__Mi3znoejA/s1600-h/100_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h7IFNhII/AAAAAAAAAfk/__Mi3znoejA/s400/100_3241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589995578721410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-571332385867003598?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/571332385867003598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=571332385867003598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/571332385867003598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/571332385867003598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/bear.html' title='The Bear'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/Sx1h8WAYREI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3z2qYGIRR7M/s72-c/100_3244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3567282971839285356</id><published>2009-12-02T19:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:46:02.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Why</title><content type='html'>Today has been one of those days. One of those days when I think to myself why don't I go back to work. At least there I will be contributing to our family's income. And well to be honest the girls won't be driving me crazy. Because all day The May has been crying inconsolably. The Lynn is only satisfied if she is on my hip or digging through the trash can. And The Belle well she has tried to "mother hen" everyone. Today was one of those days when I have cleaned up spilled food upteen million times to only turn around and clean up another mess. Today was one of those days when my sanity was worn down to the bone and I just want 5 minutes of peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt; And then as I look at my 3 precious gifts that God has given to me as they lay watching "Little Bear" on the couch in their footie pajamas I remember why I stay home with them. Because I will be the first person they see in the morning when they wake up. I will be the one who is privliged enough to fix them breakfast. I am the one who gets to hear their giggles as they tickle each other. I am the one who gets to read them countless books during the day. I am the one who gets to kiss their boo boos. I am the one who answers their questions. I am the one who gets their surprise hugs and kisses. I am the one that The Belle will tell "I love you Momma" when I least expect it. I am the one who gets to snuggle with The Lynn when she wakes up from her nap. I am the one who The May cries for when she goes to bed at night. That's why I stay home with them. Though these days are very few and far between they do happen. And those days are hard; really hard. Even as I am typing this I feel an overwhelming amount of guilt for having these very negative feelings. But, tomorrow is a new day and I will remember that I have my entire life to work but I only have a few short years with my baby girls. And that is why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-3567282971839285356?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/3567282971839285356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=3567282971839285356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3567282971839285356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/3567282971839285356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-why.html' title='That&apos;s Why'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-3785532237286314468</id><published>2009-12-02T11:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:08:11.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>We had a blast at Disney World. We are all ready to go back. It seriously is the happiest place on earth. The girls have talked non-stop about the trip. I know there are lots of pictures to look at but it was really hard choosing. I am finally back to somewhat of our normal routine (except for laundry; it is overtaking my bedroom I don't think it will ever get folded and put away). 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I have a slight sore throat but it will not slow me down. Plenty of pictures to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1933415060314487104?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1933415060314487104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1933415060314487104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1933415060314487104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1933415060314487104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-family-vacation.html' title='1st Family Vacation'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5009651149866619150</id><published>2009-11-14T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:29:06.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 WEEK</title><content type='html'>We will be on our way to Disney World in 1 week! I am so excited. When I stop long enough to think about it I want to jump up and down like a kid. I'm sure I won't get any sleep this week (due to the excitement and the fact that I will have to pack everything but the kitchen sink). The girls are very excited also. They really don't know what to expect. I know once we get there they will never want to leave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5009651149866619150?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5009651149866619150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5009651149866619150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5009651149866619150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5009651149866619150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-week.html' title='1 WEEK'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-6634558378164156332</id><published>2009-11-09T10:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:21:56.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations John!</title><content type='html'>Back in July I asked all of you to vote for Uncle John for the All-Navy-Marine Corps Memorial Stadium Team. Thanks to all of your votes he WON! I want to send out a special thank you to my friend Dedra. She took the initiative to contact a local news web site to post the poll voting for John. We are so proud of you John! It makes me want to break into a little song I learned when attending all of John's football games: Anchors Away! Go Navy Beat Army! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvhBcrtzEAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3NPV__xLS4Y/s1600-h/john-football-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvhBcrtzEAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3NPV__xLS4Y/s400/john-football-2a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402139714057867266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 8, 2009 – ANNAPOLIS, Md - Naval Academy Director of Athletics Chet Gladchuk announced today that Tray Calisch (‘00), Steve Fehr (‘82), Matt Harmon (‘09) and John Skaggs (‘04) have been named to the All-Navy-Marine Corps Memorial Stadium Team as specialist and that Wayne Hardin (1959-64), Paul Johnson (2002-07) and George Welsh (1973-81) have been named to the team as head coaches. The team was selected as part of the 50th anniversary celebration of Navy-Marine Corps Memorial Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the homefront: there is a hurricane headed directly toward us. I think its going to be a long week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-6634558378164156332?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/6634558378164156332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=6634558378164156332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6634558378164156332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/6634558378164156332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/11/congratulations-john.html' title='Congratulations John!'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvhBcrtzEAI/AAAAAAAAAc0/3NPV__xLS4Y/s72-c/john-football-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5021286730878382965</id><published>2009-11-05T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:07:01.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand Tiger</title><content type='html'>The May has been saying the funniest things here lately. It could be her personality or her age or the middle child syndrome but whatever the reason she is cracking us up. Her favorite part of trunk or treat (other than eating her weight in candy) was passing out the candy. As the "treaters" approached the van she would begin to scope out their costume. If she didn't like the costume they would only get one piece. She told all the girls dressed as a princess/fairy/ballerina that they were "BEEUUUUUUTIFUL" and would give them handfuls of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night she chose a sucker for her dessert. Her hands and face were covered in stickiness. I told her to go wash her hands and face. Husband went to check on her and she told him "I'm washing off with sand tigers." Sand tigers = sanitizer. Its never a dull moment with her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5021286730878382965?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5021286730878382965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5021286730878382965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5021286730878382965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5021286730878382965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/11/sand-tiger.html' title='Sand Tiger'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-8947940461308734696</id><published>2009-11-03T11:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:13:19.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins, Kitty Cats, and a Flower</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have posted any pictures. These are from 2 visits to the pumpkin patch (the 1st visit wasn't a good one for The Belle; lets just say pouting and disobedience was involved and she didn't get a pumpkin). We gave her a second chance and it was much better. There are also pictures from Halloween. The Belle, The May, and Margo were kitty cats. Jude was a ninja and The Lynn was a flower. I must say The Lynn was the CUTEST thing I have ever seen. But, I may be a tad bit biased. We primarily call Halloween "Trunk or Treat" at our house because that is what we do on Halloween. On our way home from "Trunk or Treat" The May began to cry. I asked her what was the matter and in the most pitiful crying voice you have ever heard she said "No one gave me a tree tonight". Husband and I looked at each other with blank faces and asked what are you talking about? She said "we went to Trunk or Tree and I didn't get a tree." We tried to explain that it is not trunk or tree but rather trunk or treat. But, there was no getting through to her and she went to bed upset because she didn't get a tree. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBwoEaFM2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/ybULKlYTQ9o/s400/100_2765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399939786897437538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBwnYRiqzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/v-lQz67D0NA/s1600-h/100_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBwnYRiqzI/AAAAAAAAAbc/v-lQz67D0NA/s400/100_2760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399939775050459954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBwnIV_vQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KYyHYqgcMhY/s1600-h/100_2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBwnIV_vQI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KYyHYqgcMhY/s400/100_2757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399939770774174978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvLCwBJjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xMeofhx1Pk4/s1600-h/100_2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvLCwBJjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xMeofhx1Pk4/s400/100_2749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938188724741682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKw0ZU-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/b_I-1VTNiXA/s1600-h/100_2732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKw0ZU-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/b_I-1VTNiXA/s400/100_2732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938183911265250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvLXU8PCI/AAAAAAAAAbM/0s_iaLhQ_Bk/s1600-h/100_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvLXU8PCI/AAAAAAAAAbM/0s_iaLhQ_Bk/s400/100_2756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938194248317986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKpG9moI/AAAAAAAAAa0/o-4cR1M2_Zo/s1600-h/100_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKpG9moI/AAAAAAAAAa0/o-4cR1M2_Zo/s400/100_2729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938181841656450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKef-ZEI/AAAAAAAAAas/zDFuguIMRjw/s1600-h/100_2728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvBvKef-ZEI/AAAAAAAAAas/zDFuguIMRjw/s400/100_2728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938178993775682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is probably TOO MANY pictures but seriously with kids this cute how can you choose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-8947940461308734696?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/8947940461308734696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=8947940461308734696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8947940461308734696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/8947940461308734696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkins-kitty-cats-and-flower.html' title='Pumpkins, Kitty Cats, and a Flower'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SvByhVhxYOI/AAAAAAAAAck/1h7YPs2-0J4/s72-c/100_2784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7651471063179010126</id><published>2009-10-27T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:11:49.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray For These Babies</title><content type='html'>I received two prayer request emails this morning. The first email was from my sister-in-law, Emily. She works with Avery's (a little girl who will be having brain surgery on November 16th) grandmother. Please read her story and lift her up in your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, we found out in July that our little girl has an Arachnoid cyst in her brain. The literature states that this type of cyst is common, but hers is in a very rare location. Avery's doctors at Johns Hopkins have told us that there are only 30 other children they can gather research on with a cyst in this location. In these cases, the children are older, their cysts are bigger, and their symptoms are worse. Since Avery is only 5, we feel like we have a head start and want to be proactive now versus reactive later. The possibilty of further damage to Avery's brain is not an option for us. We have embraced how she is but do not want her to get worse. Therefore, we, along with Avery's doctors, have decided to have the cyst removed. We are hopeful it will offer her a future without dizziness, headaches, neck pain, falling, and possible seizures.  &lt;br /&gt;Our sweet girl will undergo a Posterior Fossa Craniotomy on November 16th, 2009. &lt;br /&gt;Won't you please pray that she comes out of the surgery the same, if not better than, she is right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second email was from my friend Ms. Marcia. She works with baby Tripp's great aunt. Please vist this family's blog and say a special prayer for this family. www.randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com (for some reason I couldn't link the site so please copy and paste it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading both of these stories my heart was aching for these families. I can not imagine what they are going through. I know the majority of you who read my blog believe in the power of prayer. I too am a firm believer. Jesus tells us in Matthew 21:22 "And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive." There are so many families who are going through sickness and diseases with their babies. I am so blessed to have 3 healthy baby girls and I will forever give thanks. As soon as I receive an update on Avery I will post about her surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7651471063179010126?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7651471063179010126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7651471063179010126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7651471063179010126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7651471063179010126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-pray-for-these-babies.html' title='Please Pray For These Babies'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7336076312299644467</id><published>2009-10-21T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:43:19.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it has been since I have posted. I don't know how it happened, but it seems like I woke up one day and life just got extremely busy. It's a good busy but still I feel like I don't ever slow down. For example, the girls have been to 6 birthday parties in the past 5 Saturdays. On top of gymnastics on Saturday mornings.  One of those Saturdays they attended 2 parties on the same day. I have started a bible study on Wednesday mornings (which I love) from 9:15 - 11:45. I feel like I am constantly playing catch up from not getting my ususal things done around here like laundry and dishes. Do you ever feel overwhelmed? My mind is constantly going in fast forward. I am always thinking about the following:&lt;br /&gt;Do we have milk?&lt;br /&gt;Do we need diapers?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time I cleaned the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;How can I re-organize to make room in this house for all of us?&lt;br /&gt;Did I go over the calendar with the girls and read to them?&lt;br /&gt;Are the girls getting enough to eat and enough sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Am I spending enough time with the girls?&lt;br /&gt;Did I drink at least 64 ozs. of water?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time I ran/lifted weights?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time I shaved my legs?&lt;br /&gt;What are we going to eat for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Did I read my morning devotional and pray?&lt;br /&gt;Have I studied the Bible today?&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time I washed and cleaned out the van?&lt;br /&gt;Are the girls watching too much tv?&lt;br /&gt;Have the girls played outside today?&lt;br /&gt;When is the girl's Dr. appt. for check ups?&lt;br /&gt;I came up with these in about 25 seconds. I could go on and on. I am not worrying about these things nor am I anxious about them my mind is just constantly thinking about what all needs to be done. I get so consumed by everything and go into mental shutdown. That is where I am at today. But, tomorrow is a new day and it will all get done; somehow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7336076312299644467?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7336076312299644467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7336076312299644467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7336076312299644467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7336076312299644467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2612217307230548471</id><published>2009-10-13T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:31:11.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The May's Party Pictures....As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT_pCr_aBI/AAAAAAAAAak/divlLthK8x8/s1600-h/mollys+b-day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT-7o45uhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/v4dNCTGmaI0/s400/mollys+b-day+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392214954411145746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT-7LH-5LI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jbP_11DGCFQ/s1600-h/mollys+b-day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT-7LH-5LI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jbP_11DGCFQ/s400/mollys+b-day+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392214946421335218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT-6ktGMsI/AAAAAAAAAZk/PZ0Wl-9N1q8/s1600-h/mollys+b-day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT-6ktGMsI/AAAAAAAAAZk/PZ0Wl-9N1q8/s400/mollys+b-day+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392214936108020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2612217307230548471?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2612217307230548471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2612217307230548471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2612217307230548471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2612217307230548471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/10/mays-party-picturesas-promised.html' title='The May&apos;s Party Pictures....As Promised'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/StT_pCr_aBI/AAAAAAAAAak/divlLthK8x8/s72-c/mollys+b-day+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-5252782998338025930</id><published>2009-10-08T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:25:10.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Piggie</title><content type='html'>We are watching Olivia. The May wanted to know why her ears are not on top of her head like Olivia's. I told her because Olivia is a pig and you are a little girl. She said "well I could be a little girl pig." Crazy girl. I am going to post party pictures soon.....pinky swear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-5252782998338025930?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/5252782998338025930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=5252782998338025930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5252782998338025930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/5252782998338025930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-piggie.html' title='Little Piggie'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-7071823447082862930</id><published>2009-09-30T14:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:18:38.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2Kl0UkeI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hAf-cwsQMr8/s1600-h/molly+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2Kl0UkeI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hAf-cwsQMr8/s400/molly+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349872331756002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LAAexMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Yw7ZyKrhCUc/s1600-h/molly+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LAAexMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Yw7ZyKrhCUc/s400/molly+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349879362077890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LY4oKkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KJyyhVvUwas/s1600-h/molly+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LY4oKkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KJyyhVvUwas/s400/molly+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349886040025666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="; http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LwdaNXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/t7emdBawJFU/s1600-h/molly+3+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2LwdaNXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/t7emdBawJFU/s400/molly+3+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387349892368315762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear May,&lt;br /&gt;You are three years old today. I can not believe how fast time has gone by. I know you are not technically the baby in the family but, for some reason I still think of you as my baby. You constantly keep me on my toes. You are such the mess maker. I don't think  you intentionally make messes (although sometimes you do). It seems like you start off exploring with something and you wind up with a huge mess on your hands. When I discover your messes its hard for me not to lose it and other times its hard for me not to laugh. You are such the free spirit. I am always amazed at your imagination. You have no problem playing by yourself. It makes me bubble with joy inside when I hear you talking to your dolls (usually telling them what to do). It was you who gave the 3 of you girls your nicknames (Chlo Chlo, Moll Moll, and Lu Lu). You love to get a laugh out of people. It doesn't take much energy for you to do that because you can be so silly without even trying. You are not one to sit still for long. The only tv show I can get you to watch is "Little Bear". You and Duck are so much alike. You have turned into a big helper the past few months. When you are paying attention to your surroundings you wll quickly assist. For example, you will help get the diaper bag ready if we are going somewhere without being told to. You LOVE to help cook breakfast. You will get out all the ingredients and utensils before I even get out of bed. I sometimes wonder why it is that you were such a quiet baby and yet such a loud 3 year old. When you get upset the entire world knows about it and it is ear piercing. This usullay happens when you get hurt which happens frequently (you aren't very graceful). You are known for your sweet tooth. There aren't many sweets that you turn down and it always shows on your face and clothes. It's difficult for me to get a picture of you clean. I call you my vegetarian. Your favorite foods are cereal, yogurt, mac and cheese, and salad. It's rare for you to eat any type of meat. Which is so very frustrating when we are out. You order yogurt at McDonald's and then you don't understand why you didn't get a toy in the happy meal. You also don't seem to understand why all restaurant don't serve yogurt. You are a unique little girl and you leave me speechless the majority of the time. I hope you have a very happy third birthday. You are a gift from God and I treasure every moment I have with you. Moll Moll, I luj you with all my heart! Momma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-7071823447082862930?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/7071823447082862930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=7071823447082862930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7071823447082862930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/7071823447082862930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/09/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SsO2Kl0UkeI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hAf-cwsQMr8/s72-c/molly+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4079156869634253955</id><published>2009-09-29T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:10:30.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart zofran</title><content type='html'>The Belle is back to normal. No more throw up, no more fever, no more laying around. We are outside on this BEAUTIFUL day! Now, if only The May and The Lynn can stay healthy. But if they don't guess what I have.....zofran!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4079156869634253955?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4079156869634253955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4079156869634253955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4079156869634253955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4079156869634253955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-heart-zofran.html' title='i heart zofran'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1599686679096370830</id><published>2009-09-27T13:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:18:37.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind</title><content type='html'>You would not believe the weekend we have had. But, you are about to find out about it. Friday I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to get reunion stuff and The May's birthday stuff together. Reunion festivities began Friday night. We met at Beef O' Brady's where the craziness began. The place was packed and we had our 3 girls in tow. Husband and I knew there was no way we would be able to eat so we just ordered food for the girls. Once The May dumped out an entire glass of water, it was downhill from there. It got to the point where I took them out to the van. By the time we got home I had the worst headache I have EVER had (I am sure it was due to the lack of food and sleep). I woke up to the same headache Saturday morning..but, it didn't slow me down. I got The Belle and The May out the door just in time to get to gym. I put The Lynn down for a nap and got to work. I was like a machine getting all the birthday food ready. The May had a blast at her party (I will try to post pics. this week). After the party my mom took the girls to another birthday party while Husband and I got ready for the reunion. The reunion was nice but I was still fighting a massive headache. By the time we picked up the girls and got them to sleep it was 10:15. I am so thankful that I woke up this morning feeling better. The May did not wake up until 10:00 this morning so we didn't make it to Sunday School. But, we frantically rushed around to get ready for church. We threw everything and everyone in the van in just enough time to get to church. As Husband put the van in reverse and I buckeld my seatbelt, The Belle threw up all over herself. Talk about the air being lifted out of your sails. So, Husband put it in park and we unloaded. The Belle is now taking a nap (which she NEVER does). I am sure the poor girl is exhausted from the whirlwind events of the weekend. I know I am! The next several weekends are going to be just a crazy. So tune in for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-1599686679096370830?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/1599686679096370830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=1599686679096370830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1599686679096370830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/1599686679096370830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/09/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-4386953220917045446</id><published>2009-09-24T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:31:57.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried</title><content type='html'>The Belle has never been a good sleeper (and unfortunately, I think The Lynn is following in her footsteps). When we moved The May out of her crib into a big girl bed she also became a non-sleeper. Only until recently has she slept through the night in her big girl bed. So, to encourage the girls to stay in their beds all night we started a sleep chart. Each night that they sleep in their own bed they receive a sticker on the chart. After they get 7 stickers they get to choose anything they want from the dollar store. Well, The May got her 7th sticker this morning! YAY! The Belle only has 3 stickers. Every morning The Belle has an excuse to why she couldn't "close her eyes" (her words) when she wakes up in the middle of the night and must resort to our bedroom floor. Tuesday morning she explained that she couldn't go back to sleep because she imagined (dreamed) about a white duck and it scared her. Yesterday morning she explained that she imagined  about a scary skunk and she had a towel over her face. When she tried to close her eyes she could only see circles so she had to come in our room. SHEESH! It may take 4 months for her to get 7 stickers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have debated about posting what happened last night. I am afraid some of you may turn me into the authorities. But, this is something I want to document for the future. So here it goes. When we got home from church last night the big girls were exhausted. I told both of them to go potty and get straight into the bathtub while I got their pj's together. Husband had not eaten supper before church so he was trying to quickly scarf down something to eat. When I returned to the bathroom I found The Lynn playing in the little potty! Not only was she splashing around in The May's pee pee, but she was sucking on the toilet paper out of the potty! I know, I know, I can hear all of you gagging as you are reading. Believe me I was on the verge of losing my cookies. The crazy thing is...she was actually enjoying it. UGHH! I threw her into the tub with the girls and tried to somewhat brush her 4 teeth and gums. So, if you don't see any posts for a while that means Children Services has locked me up. Hopefully, they won't come before Saturday: The May's 3rd birthday party and our 10 year reunion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-4386953220917045446?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/4386953220917045446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=4386953220917045446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4386953220917045446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/4386953220917045446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-couldnt-make-this-stuff-up-if-i-tried.html' title='I couldn&apos;t make this stuff up if I tried'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-2823745579308243114</id><published>2009-09-22T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:51:53.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who Dressed Herself Today.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SrlU6TjI8dI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RGdW-42ygDo/s1600-h/molly+dressed+herself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SrlU6TjI8dI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RGdW-42ygDo/s400/molly+dressed+herself.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384428190154944978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8454601203913115940-2823745579308243114?l=pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/feeds/2823745579308243114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8454601203913115940&amp;postID=2823745579308243114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2823745579308243114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8454601203913115940/posts/default/2823745579308243114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigtailsandpacifiers.blogspot.com/2009/09/guess-who-dressed-herself-today.html' title='Guess Who Dressed Herself Today.....'/><author><name>Pigtails and Pacifiers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17538022774240312782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUxUZ6ppSGY/SrlU6TjI8dI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RGdW-42ygDo/s72-c/molly+dressed+herself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8454601203913115940.post-1339657255627184502</id><published>2009-09-17T12:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:25:29.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If  I Had To Choose...</title><content type='html'>Roseola has made a visit to our house (well, at least that is what I have diagnosed them with). The Lynn ran high fever (103.5) Tuesday night. She woke up Wednesday morning with rash. The May ran fever yesterday and slept for 13.5 hours last night. Please hear me out.....I do not want my kids to be sick but, roseola is one of the easiest viruses. No throw up, no diarrhea, and no snot. Which means no medicine (other than tylenol for the fever). And the best part; they are so sweet, they just want to lay and love on ya. I tried to force them to lay with me this morning....and neither would have anything to do with that. 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