<?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-9201233169570578777</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:04:05.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morrison's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-8865902368971238695</id><published>2011-03-02T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:20:50.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWixfrPsQ_Y/TW5fFWl_cKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZNVnYSPbfvE/s1600/banana-split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579501533927534754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWixfrPsQ_Y/TW5fFWl_cKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZNVnYSPbfvE/s320/banana-split.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cannot get anything done because all I am doing is obssessing about a banana split. I keep telling myself that I can make it through the day without having to sneak this little bad guy in, but there is a sneaky devil on my shoulder telling me I should just go for it. I will try to fight this as long as I can today....or until my next craving takes over. Oh the joys of pregnancy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-8865902368971238695?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/8865902368971238695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-i-want-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8865902368971238695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8865902368971238695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-i-want-is.html' title='All I Want is....'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWixfrPsQ_Y/TW5fFWl_cKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ZNVnYSPbfvE/s72-c/banana-split.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-6725752173055347595</id><published>2011-02-26T17:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T17:25:58.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I know I'm pregnant...but I cannot quit eating today. It's been constant all day. A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Twizzler&lt;/span&gt; here, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hand full&lt;/span&gt; of Cheetos there. All I have been doing is eating JUNK all day long. I am ready for Blake to get back from his tournament tonight so I will know that someone is observing this behavior. I can't promise it will make me quit though. I am a MANIAC!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6725752173055347595?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6725752173055347595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/02/overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6725752173055347595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6725752173055347595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/02/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-3529963230651349599</id><published>2011-02-25T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:47:48.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>Well, it's official. I am the WORST blogger in America. I promise it is not because I have been slacking though. We have had a very busy year, and I have included a few pictures to let you know what the Morrison's have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out that we are expecting baby BOY number 3! That's right, Gage Alan Morrison is scheduled to make his appearance in early June. Ty and Cole are super excited! I am left wondering what this mamma is gonna do with a house full of testosterone. My BFF Kate is expecting Lyla Brooks Richardson just five days after Gage. This will be an exciting summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I17QkvzJwno/TWfp8pQLXPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LqBrTUY_i5M/s1600/Baby%2BMorrison%2B3%2B003%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577683891596778738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I17QkvzJwno/TWfp8pQLXPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LqBrTUY_i5M/s320/Baby%2BMorrison%2B3%2B003%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty started Kindergarten this fall. I cannot believe that he is already old enough to be in school. It seems just like yesterday he was a teeny tiny baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MddpxQW_T6Q/TWfjgkh008I/AAAAAAAAAQU/3vez-1LnABw/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577676812222518210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MddpxQW_T6Q/TWfjgkh008I/AAAAAAAAAQU/3vez-1LnABw/s320/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a BIG boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnVm-caV7R4/TWfjNiesQNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WnsyHHGrp-A/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577676485254987986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnVm-caV7R4/TWfjNiesQNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/WnsyHHGrp-A/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a busy fall following Rider Raider football! What an exciting season it was! There is nothing better than football in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFDQ9Nje6nc/TWfi99zBTKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7Qqr_1NHAtc/s1600/1121_SPO_Rider3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577676217710103714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFDQ9Nje6nc/TWfi99zBTKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7Qqr_1NHAtc/s320/1121_SPO_Rider3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now a nursing student at MSU. Am I crazy to start a nursing program in the midst of all our craziness?? Probably so, but I am enjoying every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eV9i_g1yrI/TWfiuwqRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Uwqa-DVYkPk/s1600/nursing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577675956485695346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eV9i_g1yrI/TWfiuwqRJ3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/Uwqa-DVYkPk/s320/nursing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, during this time we had a huge scare with my mom. In September she went into cardiac arrest and was without a heartbeat for over 50 minutes. We were told that she was not expected to survive, and in the case that she did she would have serious brain damage due to lack of oxygen to her brain. After many sleepless nights beside her bed in ICU, many prayers from family and friends, and the Good Lords will, I am proud to say that she is well on her way to making a full recovery. I am so glad that God had plans for her to spend more time with us on this earth and have the chance to meet her new grand baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-3529963230651349599?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/3529963230651349599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3529963230651349599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3529963230651349599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I17QkvzJwno/TWfp8pQLXPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LqBrTUY_i5M/s72-c/Baby%2BMorrison%2B3%2B003%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-3447476413439436736</id><published>2009-09-22T21:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:22:30.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't find the time</title><content type='html'>Ok, so once again....I have been SUPER BUSY! I promise that soon I will be posting picture blogs on Ty's soccer games and what we have been up to in the Morrison house. Right now,though, its study, study, study for my test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for the first day of FALL! My favorite time of year by far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-3447476413439436736?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/3447476413439436736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-find-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3447476413439436736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3447476413439436736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-find-time.html' title='Can&apos;t find the time'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-1841052705688497351</id><published>2009-09-05T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T09:51:12.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am really slacking on blogging....but I think I do have a few pretty good excuses! I just recently started back to MSU in pursuit of a degree in Elementary Education. I am now a full time student with a full time job. Let's not forget my mommy duties too. I will not work on my school work until they are in bed, so that makes for a long night! Also, this week I have been in Abilene from Tuesday-Friday for Prevention Training for my work. So today I will be playing CATCH UP!!! Good thing my buddy Labor Day is on Monday to give me an extra day to get everything finished! All in all, I have been a very busy bee. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I get all the laundry done, housework and all that school work I missed while being gone at training. Sounds like I better get busy! I'll leave you with a sweet comment Ty, our four year old made last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were driving home from the football game, I had this 80's c.d. playing that was made for our 80's Halloween Party last year. It has every song you can think of plus all the sitcom songs from that decade. The M.A.S.H. theme came on and I told Ty that his PaPaw,who died this year, use to love that show and when we stayed there with him he would always watch it. Ty said "Why don't you turn this song up so PaPaw can hear it in the sky." My eyes filled with tears, but not out of sadness. Children are so sweet and so thoughtful. Always thinking about ways to please people and make them happy. I just looked and him and told him what a great idea that was and turned that radio full blast!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-1841052705688497351?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1841052705688497351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1841052705688497351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1841052705688497351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-8025715414119918403</id><published>2009-08-19T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:27:21.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Award goes to.....ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SozGb55d9BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lLjFUeIW4gE/s1600-h/Meme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371886638246786066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SozGb55d9BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lLjFUeIW4gE/s320/Meme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Kate for passing on the Premium Meme award!! I have needed a reason to sit down and post something so why not seven traits of mine.....here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I am a HUGE worrier!!! I try to tell myself to relax, but rarely ever do I win that battle. I worry about everyone in my life and always hope that I can fix any problem that may arise in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I am undecided when it comes to simple decisions. For instance, where to eat, what to order....and the list goes on. I am not a very picky person at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I rarely ever sit through a whole t.v. show. I stay really busy....but feel I get nothing accomplished :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I am quick to forgive. I am a huge sucker for "I'm sorry". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Unlike Kate, I am a huge HUGGER! I am probably guilty of forcing a hug on her just to see her reaction ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I have a really good sense of smell. During both of my pregnancies it was so intense that I would get nauseous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; just from everything being so STRONG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I am very open minded! I like to look at situations many different ways and can usually understand where people are coming from, even if I disagree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass this on to anyone who has never received this award!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-8025715414119918403?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/8025715414119918403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-award-goes-tome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8025715414119918403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8025715414119918403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-award-goes-tome.html' title='And the Award goes to.....ME!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SozGb55d9BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/lLjFUeIW4gE/s72-c/Meme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-6591271089806927674</id><published>2009-08-05T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:12:16.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My hard worker!</title><content type='html'>The other day Blake woke up extra early to get a start on our yard. Cole woke up extra early too and of course he was looking for his daddy. So I decided to walk outside and show Cole that his daddy was working so he wouldn't wander around the house looking for Blake forever. We sat there and watched Blake for awhile (only because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I tried to come inside Cole got upset). I could tell he was really thinking hard about something. All of a sudden he wanted down and went on a mad dash into our house. Not a few seconds later he was racing back outside with his play push mower. He followed Blake around the yard the rest of the time. I got a few pictures of him helping his dad mow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366682315702137314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnpJIdnL8eI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cdrUL_UnMqM/s320/more+summer+2009+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366681942922108706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnpIyw5gHyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rmI0npqwRzE/s320/more+summer+2009+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6591271089806927674?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6591271089806927674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hard-worker.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6591271089806927674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6591271089806927674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-hard-worker.html' title='My hard worker!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnpJIdnL8eI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cdrUL_UnMqM/s72-c/more+summer+2009+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-3818580237911609101</id><published>2009-08-05T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:58:23.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Swap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recently participated in Kate's blog swap. It was so much fun....and I got paired up with an awesome partner Jordan @ Two dogs, a Girl and a Husband's Grace. Let's just say she found everything possible to make me a happy girl! First and foremost here is the cute gift bag everything was in. The boys and I were so excited to tear into everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno7bKbwz4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/BGJUbrz11Cc/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366667243808673666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno7bKbwz4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/BGJUbrz11Cc/s320/more+summer+2009+094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we saw once we opened the box inside the bag.....how exciting does that look? Ty and Cole were grinning from ear to ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno7BOjbVNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/o9h_oeiOx1A/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366666798237963474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno7BOjbVNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/o9h_oeiOx1A/s320/more+summer+2009+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all the gifts in there!!! She went way out of her way on this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6v7DSYOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nrZjJLL7hkQ/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366666500945109218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6v7DSYOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nrZjJLL7hkQ/s320/more+summer+2009+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got both of my boys books.....they LOVE reading books. I tried to get a picture of Cole with his book but he was running away from the camera saying NO and swating me away. So I will try to get one on his terms ASAP! This is Ty really excited about his Cowboy book. You know, he is a real cowboy now that he is a mutton buster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6fFVEeuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/m3Ey2Fx357E/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366666211646274274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6fFVEeuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/m3Ey2Fx357E/s320/more+summer+2009+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake and I were super excited about this little jewel! This is a 1 YEAR subscription to Texas Monthly magazine....YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6Eo4713I/AAAAAAAAAMA/rNbUf1uxkRw/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366665757335476082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno6Eo4713I/AAAAAAAAAMA/rNbUf1uxkRw/s320/more+summer+2009+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I also got some yummy treats to share with my kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5xmIslGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fzMepUTVVJw/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366665430178763874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5xmIslGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fzMepUTVVJw/s320/more+summer+2009+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow Jordan must have known that my toenails were in major need of some new polish because she set me up with an awesome stash of polishes!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5fZUpkLI/AAAAAAAAALw/yOjap8tnaIY/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366665117501591730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5fZUpkLI/AAAAAAAAALw/yOjap8tnaIY/s320/more+summer+2009+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look how cute this fingernail file and cute Vera Bradley cover is. Now I won't think twice about pulling this baby out in public!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5Qd3gzxI/AAAAAAAAALo/6M9Fw92KV_w/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664861023522578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno5Qd3gzxI/AAAAAAAAALo/6M9Fw92KV_w/s320/more+summer+2009+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy did she know how to get to my heart with this one. Anyone who knows me knows I can't live with out my daily Sonic drink....or two ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno43WYPZiI/AAAAAAAAALg/1kUqHZQklNU/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664429516580386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno43WYPZiI/AAAAAAAAALg/1kUqHZQklNU/s320/more+summer+2009+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this notepad was WAY TOO CUTE! The saying on it is &lt;em&gt;Because I'm the Mother....That's why!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno4edQaFpI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZO6700IMeOc/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664001866045074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno4edQaFpI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZO6700IMeOc/s320/more+summer+2009+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also she included this cute magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno4IYsy8NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/viZw6MVAdOc/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366663622685814994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno4IYsy8NI/AAAAAAAAALQ/viZw6MVAdOc/s320/more+summer+2009+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least!! This was the icing on the cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno35Q-SVhI/AAAAAAAAALI/JeyhcI8BK6o/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366663362913654290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno35Q-SVhI/AAAAAAAAALI/JeyhcI8BK6o/s320/more+summer+2009+090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I could have gotten a better picture of this! It is the cutest heart charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno3ptDAa4I/AAAAAAAAALA/wwPU3NukFvs/s1600-h/more+summer+2009+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366663095571737474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno3ptDAa4I/AAAAAAAAALA/wwPU3NukFvs/s320/more+summer+2009+092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for everything Jordan! I hope you enjoyed all your gifts as much as I enjoyed mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-3818580237911609101?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/3818580237911609101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-swap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3818580237911609101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/3818580237911609101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-swap.html' title='Blog Swap'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sno7bKbwz4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/BGJUbrz11Cc/s72-c/more+summer+2009+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-6244739618140463782</id><published>2009-08-03T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:13:36.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bootylicious!!!</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought Cole had quit biting I was in for a RUDE awakening. This is how it all went down. I was getting dinner ready for Ty and Cole. I had Ty tugging on one side of my dress telling me it was beautiful. Cole on the other side with the vintage flower print in his mouth seeing how far he could stretch backwards and stay standing. All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain right on my rump roast....I guess Cole saw a flower on that dress that was irresistible because he sunk his teeth so far into it that I let out a big OOUUCCCCHHH!!!! I have to say that that boy has got one heck of a bite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6244739618140463782?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6244739618140463782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/bootylicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6244739618140463782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6244739618140463782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/bootylicious.html' title='Bootylicious!!!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-5903299925570723274</id><published>2009-08-02T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:16:59.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Award Goes To....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnZNRSu_UVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sV8rl_c15Us/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365560965540565330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnZNRSu_UVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sV8rl_c15Us/s320/pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Kate @&lt;a href="http://chaseandkaterichardson.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chaseandkaterichardson.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to say 10 things about myself and pass it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) I use to be in the NAVY....my job was launching and recovering aircraft. Anyone who knows me is shocked by this because it seems like something I would never do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) I love jalapenos and think that everything taste better with a little kick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I get really embarrassed on birthdays or Christmas when its time to open gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I always have to sleep with a blanket covering me....even if I am hot....I feel bare without one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) We have lived in three different cities in a three year time period. I still have boxes that have been packed from the first move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I love to go fishing! I think it is very relaxing....too bad I don't have more time for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I love 80's music!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I am such a worrier. I am already stressing about things that won't happen for at least 12-15 years with our boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I am going back to school and am so excited about it! I finally figured out that I want to be a teacher when I grow up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to seal the deal I will pass it on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylie @&lt;a href="http://kylieannmorrison.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kylieannmorrison.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandi @ &lt;a href="http://ladymann.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ladymann.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whitney @&lt;a href="http://momojaswhit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://momojaswhit.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jordan @ &lt;a href="http://www.twodogsagirl.com/"&gt;http://www.twodogsagirl.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-5903299925570723274?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/5903299925570723274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-award-goes-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5903299925570723274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5903299925570723274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-award-goes-to.html' title='And the Award Goes To....'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SnZNRSu_UVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sV8rl_c15Us/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-2996165782338314241</id><published>2009-07-31T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:05:12.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Delivery!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, let me just say that I was so excited today when I had a beautiful package delivered right to my front gate!! Ty and Cole were super excited when they saw all of the tissue paper that you would have thought Santa just dropped by the house! I will go into more detail later with pictures and so on....but for now let me just say that Jordan @ &lt;a href="http://www.twodogsagirl.com/"&gt;http://www.twodogsagirl.com/&lt;/a&gt; knows how to hook a girl up!!! Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much Jordan! More later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-2996165782338314241?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2996165782338314241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-delivery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2996165782338314241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2996165782338314241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-delivery.html' title='Special Delivery!!!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-8378860991103768237</id><published>2009-07-28T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:12:04.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Random things about me</title><content type='html'>1) I enjoy all sports. I think one of the most relaxing things to do in the evening is watch a ballgame with Blake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am one of the biggest worriers ever. I not only worry about my loved ones, but even strangers. I always want the best for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Blake and I met when he was a sophomore and I was a senior...and here we are 10 years later Happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am deathly afraid of snakes! I can't even watch a documentary on them with out having major anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I wish I had more time to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I am adopted. What a blessing my parents have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Blake and I are proud TEXANS. We once had Texas themed living room. Do you remember that one Kate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I love kids!! Just recently decided to go back to school to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My favorite meal is a steak, baked potatoes, and garlic bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I have a hard time making decisions. Really because I am easily satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) When I was little I wanted to be a mom when I grew up.....versus the lawyer, doctor route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Ice Cold Coors Light please....can I get a lime with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) When I win the lottery, I will hire Kate as my stylist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) I love to watch movies but always seem to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The three best days of my life all included my Morrison boy's, two of those days included some major pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) When we headed to the hospital for both of our boys deliveries Blake decided to detour to a fast food place. McDonalds(Ty's b-day) I was ok with because I wasn't truly in labor... just headed to get induced. Whataburger(Cole) Not a big fan. I was having contractions constantly and could barely breath. By the time we got there I was almost dilated to an 8!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) I love mimosas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) I am a daddy's girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) I cried myself to sleep after watching Marley and Me. I woke Blake up with my sniffles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Blake is a way better cook than I will ever be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-8378860991103768237?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/8378860991103768237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-random-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8378860991103768237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/8378860991103768237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-random-things-about-me.html' title='20 Random things about me'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-4719899562624219019</id><published>2009-07-21T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:34:46.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Their Eyes</title><content type='html'>When I look into Ty and Cole's eyes I see and feel so many things. I see their imagination, trust, their playful love, their excitement at even the most simple things. I see their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt; when they feel like they have let someone down, their enjoyment when they get praise from a job well done, and also how they study small details and take everything is as if they will never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; certain things again. When I look into their eyes I feel overwhelmed by their unquestionable love, I feel sad that one day they will grow up and I will not be able to "fix everything", I feel ecstatic that one day they will find love, and I feel a nervousness at trying to do everything possible to show them how to live their life in a good honest way... hoping that it will make them wonderful young men one day. When I look into their eyes I feel a warmth that makes me feel at peace with whatever life throws at me, I feel happy that I was so lucky to be blessed with two wonderful children. But really when it comes down to it, all that I can hope and pray for is, when they look into my eyes they can see and feel only one thing....unconditional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-4719899562624219019?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/4719899562624219019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-their-eyes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4719899562624219019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4719899562624219019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-their-eyes.html' title='In Their Eyes'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-5584275326625696063</id><published>2009-07-19T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:33:45.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dora Live</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we took the boys to see Dora Live...compliments of Uncle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coby&lt;/span&gt;. He got the tickets from work and we were more than happy to take them off his hands. Ty was so excited because he saw on the commercial that Diego would be there too. Both of them could not take their eyes off the stage. I was shocked at how Cole was completely still and watched the whole show. This is very rare for him. He is on the go from the min he wakes up until the min he goes to sleep. Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coby&lt;/span&gt;!! The boys had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ty waiting to get out of the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjRcqiX4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/yMi24BA8MQ0/s1600-h/More+summer+09+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377870392909698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjRcqiX4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/yMi24BA8MQ0/s320/More+summer+09+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole getting a little nap in before the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjQyM3Q6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/6xkVee7XvP0/s1600-h/More+summer+09+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377858994160546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjQyM3Q6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/6xkVee7XvP0/s320/More+summer+09+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjQg7u6CI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PhVoHZhhjpI/s1600-h/More+summer+09+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377854358906914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjQg7u6CI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PhVoHZhhjpI/s320/More+summer+09+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPie3-oyzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/x0VN41SPXvo/s1600-h/More+summer+09+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377001551645490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPie3-oyzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/x0VN41SPXvo/s320/More+summer+09+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPiev1S5gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lOspYqxmWsw/s1600-h/More+summer+09+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376999364978178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPiev1S5gI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lOspYqxmWsw/s320/More+summer+09+068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPieHtc_sI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pUHSkqd-O0c/s1600-h/More+summer+09+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376988594667202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPieHtc_sI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pUHSkqd-O0c/s320/More+summer+09+071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole waving his star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPidsOO7WI/AAAAAAAAAJY/skqAQizdcps/s1600-h/More+summer+09+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376981215964514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPidsOO7WI/AAAAAAAAAJY/skqAQizdcps/s320/More+summer+09+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ty and Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPidepDkSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2ou1Vt8LzGY/s1600-h/More+summer+09+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376977570369826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPidepDkSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/2ou1Vt8LzGY/s320/More+summer+09+073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-5584275326625696063?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/5584275326625696063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/dora-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5584275326625696063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5584275326625696063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/07/dora-live.html' title='Dora Live'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPjRcqiX4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/yMi24BA8MQ0/s72-c/More+summer+09+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-3246012884462447994</id><published>2009-07-19T21:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:08:28.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPfGcBb9TI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q3NtlxAo8N4/s1600-h/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360373283195450674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPfGcBb9TI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q3NtlxAo8N4/s320/camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAY...our new camera came in and I am super excited!! This camera is perfect for me because it is shockproof, waterproof and freeze proof. I am crossing my fingers that I have all the bases covered with these wonderful perks. I tend to be very hard on electronics that I own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally tested out the waterproof element today in our pool. So far so good! We can even take underwater videos too! So Pam and Robby take me on your next cruise and I can get lots of cool videos of your excursions.....free of charge of course ;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ty hanging out on the steps&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPcoNBkEQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YmvBVCDEjrw/s1600-h/More+summer+09+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360370564750119170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPcoNBkEQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YmvBVCDEjrw/s320/More+summer+09+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing the "dead man's float"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPcn603imI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nsRodAP8ric/s1600-h/More+summer+09+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360370559865031266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPcn603imI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nsRodAP8ric/s320/More+summer+09+084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SmPcnogfMzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Wv24JpZ_O9s/s1600-h/More+summer+09+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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We sat around and planned Ty's first mutton &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bustin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt; at the Archer rodeo when Ty was four weeks old. We planned on training him on our horse of a dog, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tres&lt;/span&gt;. Kidding, kidding!! Somehow then it was easier for me to think about him doing then four years later when I am actually sitting in the stands of the rodeo grounds waiting on that sheep to leave the chute. I was one nervous mama to say the least. My little man was so brave and said he even wanted to do it again. When we told him there was a rodeo the following weekend he said "maybe next year." Way to go Ty!!! If you really didn't enjoy it, look at the bright side. You have one awesome DVD slide show to show off to everyone that makes you look like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ROCKSTAR&lt;/span&gt;!!! 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I tried to capture as many pictures as possible until my camera broke the Friday evening before the wedding. This was such a fun time for Blake and I!! We played in the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmanski&lt;/span&gt;" golf scramble. We had a blast. After the scramble we all headed to Jessie's house, B.J.'s wife, for some good food and drinks. We met all of her family and hung out with their college friends. The next morning bright and early was our river rafting trip. This was so much fun!!! After four hours of floating the river and having a few drinks, we had BBQ waiting on us where we ended. After that we headed back to the hotel to get ready for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; and dinner. That night we all went out to a few local bars. It was neat getting to hang out with all the people we have heard so many stories about from B.J. Saturday was the day of the wedding, so we didn't really do much other than hang out by the pool before we got ready. The wedding was absolutely gorgeous, as were the bride and groom. The site for the wedding and reception was &lt;em&gt;The Old Sugar Mill&lt;/em&gt;. This place was really neat. It was an old sugar factory that is now vineyards and a winery. My camera was broken at this point, so I had to steal a few pictures of the ceremony/reception from Blake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Szymanski's&lt;/span&gt; sweet girlfriend Laura. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blake and I on the airplane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeOVaJJXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PfuzQbj6qlI/s1600-h/Sacramento+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983601208698226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeOVaJJXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PfuzQbj6qlI/s320/Sacramento+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane and Blake Eating breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983593563572098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeN47Zx4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/doHa_HRGdUA/s320/Sacramento+053.JPG" /&gt;Lenny and I(she hosted us in her house for two days) We love you Lenny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeNsdVIVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9FjQ7_nskbk/s1600-h/Sacramento+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983590216212818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeNsdVIVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9FjQ7_nskbk/s320/Sacramento+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lenny's Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeNUxFe4I/AAAAAAAAAII/AhaBESakpiE/s1600-h/Sacramento+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983583856622466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeNUxFe4I/AAAAAAAAAII/AhaBESakpiE/s320/Sacramento+061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lenny's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeM4h23aI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-LkjKcrjFSk/s1600-h/Sacramento+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983576276557218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeM4h23aI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-LkjKcrjFSk/s320/Sacramento+060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Donna and Steve(grooms parents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Skmcup4r_dI/AAAAAAAAAH4/v-OSLtHw2JE/s1600-h/Sacramento+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352981957438078418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Skmcup4r_dI/AAAAAAAAAH4/v-OSLtHw2JE/s320/Sacramento+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake ready for a fun day of golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmcuBAnDmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iVrMYXjBVIo/s1600-h/Sacramento+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352981946465455714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmcuBAnDmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iVrMYXjBVIo/s320/Sacramento+062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chauffeur&lt;/span&gt;/groom B.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctzkqGBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/If3H-0M_ipA/s1600-h/Sacramento+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352981942858553362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctzkqGBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/If3H-0M_ipA/s320/Sacramento+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out on the town with Jessie(bride) and her friend from Princeton Avery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctvSLOhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4NSxlTY7fz4/s1600-h/Sacramento+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352981941707291154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctvSLOhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4NSxlTY7fz4/s320/Sacramento+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake and I having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctNofoOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qAIZyPSJdtA/s1600-h/Sacramento+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352981932674097378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmctNofoOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qAIZyPSJdtA/s320/Sacramento+074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake, Greg and Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbCLrJv7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BzKvrY09AWQ/s1600-h/Sacramento+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980093902372786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbCLrJv7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BzKvrY09AWQ/s320/Sacramento+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake and Greg...I guess they were so excited about the menu :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBv6dNnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GH11hyQe8ZE/s1600-h/Sacramento+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980086450370162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBv6dNnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GH11hyQe8ZE/s320/Sacramento+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBWoyb_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nvJtM_ef4WQ/s1600-h/wedding+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980079665377266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBWoyb_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nvJtM_ef4WQ/s320/wedding+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying their vows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBPL-pWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OWsv49UbD5w/s1600-h/weddingbj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980077665494370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbBPL-pWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OWsv49UbD5w/s320/weddingbj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The candy bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbA1waHyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AK84ap6ttwY/s1600-h/reception4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980070838968098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmbA1waHyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AK84ap6ttwY/s320/reception4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our beautiful table!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaKVsCxRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/r7jog1UljsQ/s1600-h/reception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352979134517789970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaKVsCxRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/r7jog1UljsQ/s320/reception.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bride and Grooms table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJ0xujrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/YaYS9K14Ps0/s1600-h/reception3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352979125683261106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJ0xujrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/YaYS9K14Ps0/s320/reception3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJ88mVmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fhawHzVFYTE/s1600-h/Cupcake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352979127876343394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJ88mVmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fhawHzVFYTE/s320/Cupcake2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJtNP_FI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GX7HeVvzaoE/s1600-h/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352979123651214418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJtNP_FI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GX7HeVvzaoE/s320/cupcake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happily ever after!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJWC3_tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cCuqO26F8Hk/s1600-h/Firstdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352979117433683666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmaJWC3_tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cCuqO26F8Hk/s320/Firstdance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6742806051086075241?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6742806051086075241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-trip-to-sacramento.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6742806051086075241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6742806051086075241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-trip-to-sacramento.html' title='Our trip to Sacramento'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SkmeOVaJJXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PfuzQbj6qlI/s72-c/Sacramento+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-4784805270309442276</id><published>2009-06-04T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:59:02.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pandora Bracelet(thanks Kate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikQoG9IpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/77xuZvDUMIk/s1600-h/pandora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701563426546322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikQoG9IpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/77xuZvDUMIk/s320/pandora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite shampoo and conditioner. Not only does it smell great, it does not weigh your hair down!! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikKftR5GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-UPzJnFoPAc/s1600-h/sebatian+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701458092156002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikKftR5GI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-UPzJnFoPAc/s320/sebatian+light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rockaholic&lt;/span&gt; dry shampoo! It works great! A lifesaver on those mornings that I just don't have time to put in that extra effort!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikF7GY4WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vx0KadEAnJY/s1600-h/dirty_secret_lge.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701379545882978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikF7GY4WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vx0KadEAnJY/s320/dirty_secret_lge.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This make your lips feel so soft and is very light! I also love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aveeno&lt;/span&gt; lotion as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikBEf367I/AAAAAAAAAFo/oM3em08IOvI/s1600-h/lipbalm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701296169348018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikBEf367I/AAAAAAAAAFo/oM3em08IOvI/s320/lipbalm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These really do work! I use one towel for my upper half and one for my lower half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Siij7lHuXpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s7f6ZcAOeb4/s1600-h/tan-towel-postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701201847213714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Siij7lHuXpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/s7f6ZcAOeb4/s320/tan-towel-postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Route 44 Sonic drinks are a must! I am a regular at Sonic Happy Hour. Any drink tastes better with Sonic ice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Siijz_9Mn3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ql6yf0jq84c/s1600-h/sonic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343701071611862898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Siijz_9Mn3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ql6yf0jq84c/s320/sonic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-4784805270309442276?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/4784805270309442276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4784805270309442276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4784805270309442276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiikQoG9IpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/77xuZvDUMIk/s72-c/pandora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-2903124148255802595</id><published>2009-06-04T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:36:14.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craw Fish Boil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiifAvysAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SjKwLpyQbPs/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343695793052975330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiifAvysAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SjKwLpyQbPs/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow it's been forever since my last blog. I have been so busy over the last couple of weeks!!! Last Friday Blake picked up 30 lbs of craw fish for us to boil on Saturday. Of course our trusty sidekicks, The Richardson's, were here to help us game plan. We had to figure out how we would keep these little critters alive and well until it was time to send them plunging into that huge pot of boiling water and into our bellies. With all of our ideas we were sure we had this one under control! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the little guys in action! Ty and Cole thought we bought them a million pets and were super excited!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiibC8J0YKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3z3KcKSy-p0/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343691432684445858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiibC8J0YKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3z3KcKSy-p0/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As much as we plotted and planned to keep them all safe and sound....one little guy thought he outsmarted us. Some how, overnight, this craw fish found its way from our garage, which by the way is not attached to the house, to the pool in our yard. I am still pondering on how this happened!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiawW_HyhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mjYfmsQrTJg/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343691113469823506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiawW_HyhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mjYfmsQrTJg/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, our chocolate lab is actually the one who found him. She was going crazy sniffing all through our yard and made her way to the pool. She stood at the edge of the pool barking up a storm until we got him out. Thank you lady for saving me from an unexpected pool guest when I went for a swim later that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiagoEBE9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/m_WZp6Y10f4/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343690843175850962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiagoEBE9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/m_WZp6Y10f4/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the first batch of craw fish! They were DELICIOUS!!! It seemed like the craw fish were endless.....I cannot remember how many batches there were. But we kept boiling and eating for over eight hours. That is what I call heaven!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343690241593682210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiZ9m_pqSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q7aDqrbgyKs/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiZpZWL08I/AAAAAAAAAEo/IA65GLYoXw8/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343689894332715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiZpZWL08I/AAAAAAAAAEo/IA65GLYoXw8/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole had so much fun! This hat was a hit with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiZAcb2uUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1srkTuNi6gY/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343689190787168578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiZAcb2uUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1srkTuNi6gY/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate and Christen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYs-11cOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3fuwCJ9inkw/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343688856425558242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYs-11cOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3fuwCJ9inkw/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kylie and Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYUJf-wUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rn8FCmKTd-0/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343688429789954370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYUJf-wUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rn8FCmKTd-0/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYAJbBd8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FvtCtCp1Xmo/s1600-h/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343688086171776962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiiYAJbBd8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FvtCtCp1Xmo/s320/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that after 30 lbs my craw fish craving would subside......yeah right! After that whole Saturday of Cajun Madness I am left with my mouth watering craving MORE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-2903124148255802595?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2903124148255802595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/craw-fish-boil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2903124148255802595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2903124148255802595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/06/craw-fish-boil.html' title='Craw Fish Boil'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SiifAvysAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SjKwLpyQbPs/s72-c/crawfish+boil,+kristen+haircut+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-4912169736708320985</id><published>2009-05-21T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:24:03.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I have not posted in a while, but will fill you guys in on a little bit of whats been going on! Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; my sister-in-law became a homeowner!!! YEA Kylie. I cannot believe that the little girl I once brought lunch to at her elementary school is now big enough to own a house!!! Boy do I feel old. To make me feel even older, I also had a birthday last weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All last weekend and throughout the week we have been helping her around the house. Laying tile, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texturing&lt;/span&gt; walls, painting and so on. To say the least she has turned her new home into a little treasure almost overnight! I will post pictures when she gets is all decorated with her cute touches! I am so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we took our boys over to the good old petting zoo, I mean the Richardson's backyard, to see a baby calf. Ty had fun feeding him a bottle and Cole walked around the yard pointing a saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;moo&lt;/span&gt;. You think that they would be use to this sight, me being from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Windthorst&lt;/span&gt;, but they were entertained by the baby calf for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Ty has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-k graduation. He is not graduating, but is in that class because he just turned four. He will participate as if he is graduating though. I can't wait to watch all the kids tomorrow...he gave me a little sample of songs they would sing on the way home from Kate and Chase's tonight. More on that tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-4912169736708320985?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/4912169736708320985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4912169736708320985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4912169736708320985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-622770258451090220</id><published>2009-05-10T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:56:32.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Nothing is better than waking up on Mother's Day morning realizing that today is a special day not only because I grew up with the most supportive, loving and most understanding mom....but  also coming to the realization that for the last four years I have been working on being that person too! On a day like today I am extra thankful for my mom, and also for my children who have made MOMMY my name! Happy Mother's Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-622770258451090220?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/622770258451090220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/622770258451090220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/622770258451090220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-4653137795862569019</id><published>2009-05-05T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:12:47.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty's Tens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEcilPKRtI/AAAAAAAAADw/fE3-3xtDfTI/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332574814220207826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEcilPKRtI/AAAAAAAAADw/fE3-3xtDfTI/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10) Ty loves to read. He use to sit in my lap for hours (literally) to hear one book right after the other. Now he has to catch me between Cole's naps because I rarely ever get a chance to sit down. &lt;p&gt;9) He loves to fish. He practices casting in our swimming pool. He is even patient enough to go out on the boat with his daddy for several hours without complaining.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) He is very outgoing when it comes to talking to new people (humm wonder who he gets that from?) but cautious when it comes to trying new things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) He is becoming a professional Ring Bearer :0)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Ty has a very good memory!! Don't tell him anything unless you are gonna follow through with it. Trust me...he will call you out on it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) He is a major animal lover! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) His favorite songs now consist of &lt;em&gt;Low, Dead and Gone, &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Do the Ricky Bobby. &lt;/em&gt;He knows the choruses to these songs and &lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt; "stop and pose for the frame"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) No matter if he is eating a nice homemade meal or Tyson chicken nuggets he will always swear that his daddy and I are "the best cookers in the world!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Ty loves his bunk beds and is even brave enough to sleep on top.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Although he loves his bunk beds, there is no better place than mommy and daddy's bed at 4:30 am!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-4653137795862569019?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/4653137795862569019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/tys-tens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4653137795862569019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4653137795862569019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/tys-tens.html' title='Ty&apos;s Tens'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEcilPKRtI/AAAAAAAAADw/fE3-3xtDfTI/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-6101129972575388507</id><published>2009-05-05T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:13:52.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things about Cole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEVR6Lss3I/AAAAAAAAADo/RDt7JWb5EVM/s1600-h/April,+Cinco+de+Mayo+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332566831203660658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEVR6Lss3I/AAAAAAAAADo/RDt7JWb5EVM/s320/April,+Cinco+de+Mayo+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEVRVaF4qI/AAAAAAAAADg/OipL2CleAYw/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332566821331919522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEVRVaF4qI/AAAAAAAAADg/OipL2CleAYw/s320/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10) He is very independent and is always wanting to try everything on his own. I have to follow him around at a distance. If I get to close to him he will stop what he is doing and swat me away....in fear that I may HELP him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Until we moved back to Wichita Falls he would not let me out of his sight. What am I talking about....he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let me put him down!!! When we lived in Houston he wasn't exposed to very many people with us hardly knowing anyone. What a big change moving back!!! He loves all of our time spent with family and friends!!&lt;br /&gt;8) He loves to follow his big brother around. He is never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in doing certain things until Ty is right in the middle of something....that's when he goes in for the kill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) He is extremely active! From the moment he wakes up until the moment he goes to sleep he is on the move non-stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) He loves to scare people. His favorite thing to say is BOO. The person he likes to catch off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; the most is his moms hot friend Kate. What can I say, boys learn to flirt at a young age. At leasthe has good taste :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) He absolutely loves his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; shoes" that his Godmother gave him! It is a daily wardrobe MUST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) He loves to chew gum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) His favorite thing to eat is a corn dog. If he even sees a picture of one he starts nodding his head yes very rapidly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) He loves to take pictures and says Cheese if he sees a camera in close range.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) He loves his Daddy most of all! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; we pull into the driveway he yells &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DADDYYYY&lt;/span&gt; and throws his hands in the air out of pure excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6101129972575388507?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6101129972575388507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-things-about-cole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6101129972575388507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6101129972575388507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-things-about-cole.html' title='10 things about Cole'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SgEVR6Lss3I/AAAAAAAAADo/RDt7JWb5EVM/s72-c/April,+Cinco+de+Mayo+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-2138315578291779572</id><published>2009-05-04T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:17:11.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Written Up!</title><content type='html'>My oldest Ty is very responsible and always says yes sir/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ma'am&lt;/span&gt;. Now Cole, he is a complete different story!!! Cole was 10 months old on his first day of day care. I was new to the whole day care thing. Every since Ty was born I have stayed at home with him. One thing I have learned is that children get Write Ups in day care. The first time this happened Blake was the one picking the boys up. He called me on the way home and said "Your boy got in big trouble today. Apparently he solves problems with biting." My response, "Why in the world would Ty bite someone, he's never done that before?" To my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; it was 10 month old Cole. Well, he has made this quite a pattern. He would do really good for a while and then have a relapse every so often. Blake and I finally realized that there was something that was also becoming a pattern. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; Cole got written up he was wearing a t-shirt that says &lt;em&gt;Don't Bug Me(&lt;/em&gt;It had little cute bugs and worms on it). So finally we have refused to put that shirt on him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked in to Cole's room with a big grin on my face only to be told that I will have to sign another paper because he has been written up, AGAIN! So i sign the paper and as I look down I notice that today he is wearing a t-shirt with a shark on it that says &lt;em&gt;Warning....I Bite!!! &lt;/em&gt;How fitting huh. So to say the least, another t-shirt BITES THE DUST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-2138315578291779572?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2138315578291779572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/written-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2138315578291779572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2138315578291779572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/written-up.html' title='Written Up!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-6830493019533779087</id><published>2009-05-01T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:57:37.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows Blake and I probably also know we like to CELEBRATE!! It may be a birthday party, a Halloween costume party, or in this case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CINCO&lt;/span&gt; DE MAYO! We decided that it would be best celebrated on May 2 instead of the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (considering that it is a Saturday) So tomorrow we will be hanging out eating some Mexican side dishes, wearing sombreros, and listening to the K&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;umbia&lt;/span&gt; Kings while sipping on a margarita. Our motto is “The more the merrier!” So if you feel like participating in the Mexican Hat Dance, head our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6eLNrIII/AAAAAAAAADQ/v-Lwvag4-ss/s1600-h/11049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918874003742850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6eLNrIII/AAAAAAAAADQ/v-Lwvag4-ss/s320/11049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6ZXYgyiI/AAAAAAAAADI/clBvl2ULYMk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918791371082274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6ZXYgyiI/AAAAAAAAADI/clBvl2ULYMk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6J6FHqpI/AAAAAAAAADA/SoFLEQHO8kk/s1600-h/corona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918525807078034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6J6FHqpI/AAAAAAAAADA/SoFLEQHO8kk/s320/corona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6EXvHSAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mE4C_Bc2Hpw/s1600-h/so_20060526_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330918430688626690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6EXvHSAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mE4C_Bc2Hpw/s320/so_20060526_042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs48V90KTI/AAAAAAAAACw/YfMFSl7ZW0Q/s1600-h/Mexican_Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330917193262836018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs48V90KTI/AAAAAAAAACw/YfMFSl7ZW0Q/s320/Mexican_Food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-6830493019533779087?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/6830493019533779087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/cino-de-mayo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6830493019533779087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/6830493019533779087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/05/cino-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sfs6eLNrIII/AAAAAAAAADQ/v-Lwvag4-ss/s72-c/11049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-931403329636389104</id><published>2009-04-30T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:43:00.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M&amp;Ms</title><content type='html'>The other day my mom asked me to accompany her to one of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doctors&lt;/span&gt; appointments. She was not feeling well so I went along to make sure that everything was o.k. We were sitting out in the waiting area just making small talk when I noticed an elderly couple walk up together hand in hand. They checked in and then quietly sat next to my mom and I. I watched them every so often glance over at each other and smile a soft smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elderly man started to grab something out of his coat pocket and I noticed it was a bag of peanut M&amp;amp;Ms. He tore open the bag,touched her hand, and poured her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handful&lt;/span&gt;. Then decided to help himself to some too. Never saying a word to each other she looked through her handful of candy and picked out the blue ones and he picked out the yellows and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt; switched colors. They continued this through the whole bag of M&amp;amp;Ms saying nothing but ever so often exchanging smiles. When they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; he patted her knee and she laid her head on his shoulder as to let him know how thankful she was for sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart melted. I love seeing people who have been together for a long time. They just know where they stand. There can be no words exchanged, instead just simple gestures to let each other know they care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-931403329636389104?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/931403329636389104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/m.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/931403329636389104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/931403329636389104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/m.html' title='M&amp;Ms'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-4354186225727171426</id><published>2009-04-27T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:18:54.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole can do The Chicken Dance!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYypX6jXcI/AAAAAAAAACo/-RdQE761Oug/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329502895415188930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYypX6jXcI/AAAAAAAAACo/-RdQE761Oug/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking down the hall today to pick Cole up in his classroom I heard an all too familiar tune. The Chicken Dance. For any of you who have ever been to a Windthorst Catholic wedding.....this dance is a must. Not once at a reception but probably two or three times if you are lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well who knew that 18 month old children could dance so well. I witnessed it for my own eyes. There were 10 kids all standing in a circle getting down to the Chicken. I can't wait to download the song and let Cole dance the night away! Hopefully I can get catch it on video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-4354186225727171426?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/4354186225727171426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/cole-can-do-chicken-dance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4354186225727171426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/4354186225727171426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/cole-can-do-chicken-dance.html' title='Cole can do The Chicken Dance!!!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYypX6jXcI/AAAAAAAAACo/-RdQE761Oug/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-5646443919727316214</id><published>2009-04-27T17:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:28:18.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They grow so fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYxfM-wVEI/AAAAAAAAACg/-3_2fvXKNF4/s1600-h/tyringbearer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329501621169706050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYxfM-wVEI/AAAAAAAAACg/-3_2fvXKNF4/s320/tyringbearer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of people when they have children say "I can't wait till they do this" or "I can't wait till they do that". I made that mistake once when Ty was a baby about him rolling over. Then when he did it I realized that time flies by way to fast as it is, so I really try to appreciate every small moment that we have with them being little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today Ty moved up to a bigger class at his school because he is now officially 4 years old. He was so excited to be in the "Big Boy Room"(his words exactly). Today when I picked him up he wanted to show me something and said "Look at this MOM, this is where I sit." My heart sunk. From the time he could say words, my name to him has always been MOMMY. I love the way it sounds. Mommy...It's so innocent coming out of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; mouth...when used in the right tone of course. The whole way home it was mom this and mom that. So finally I asked him why today he was calling me mom instead of mommy. His response absolutely broke my heart. "Because I am a big boy now." he said. I love my boys so much and want them to be independent and successful. But today I must confess, I am not ready for them to be BIG BOYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-5646443919727316214?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/5646443919727316214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-grow-so-fast.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5646443919727316214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/5646443919727316214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-grow-so-fast.html' title='They grow so fast!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfYxfM-wVEI/AAAAAAAAACg/-3_2fvXKNF4/s72-c/tyringbearer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-1968548159701839836</id><published>2009-04-26T22:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:46:56.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday Ty</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that my little boy is 4 years old! It really feels like just yesterday we were in the hospital anxiously awaiting his arrival! Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty has been waiting for two weeks to have his Handy Manny birthday party. Everyday he would ask "is today my birthday". Well yesterday morning he woke up and asked if today was the day. When I told him yes he grinned from ear to ear. The party turned out wonderful with our family and close friends! He had so much fun and played hard all day. When he laid down in bed last night he was so exhausted but said that he had the best birthday ever! Thank you to everyone who helped make that one happy day for our little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ty and his Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUoOFFFgdI/AAAAAAAAACY/zv_TEq0q3m8/s1600-h/daddy+ty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209956409639378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUoOFFFgdI/AAAAAAAAACY/zv_TEq0q3m8/s320/daddy+ty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUnhb1Ld6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EONBLwGA5HA/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ty opening gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUm-qpx-_I/AAAAAAAAACI/Vj9E0ga7X-U/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329208592106126322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUm-qpx-_I/AAAAAAAAACI/Vj9E0ga7X-U/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUmS5EzOQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XrHJRIKPa8M/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329207840063305986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUmS5EzOQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XrHJRIKPa8M/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUlyDBd1iI/AAAAAAAAABw/1gpArnVfzDU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329207275797992994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUlyDBd1iI/AAAAAAAAABw/1gpArnVfzDU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUlV-W6ZNI/AAAAAAAAABo/aEjz3vB7-kA/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329206793509430482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUlV-W6ZNI/AAAAAAAAABo/aEjz3vB7-kA/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-1968548159701839836?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1968548159701839836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-4th-birthday-ty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1968548159701839836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1968548159701839836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-4th-birthday-ty.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday Ty'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SfUoOFFFgdI/AAAAAAAAACY/zv_TEq0q3m8/s72-c/daddy+ty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-1627421344143333653</id><published>2009-04-15T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:36:30.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell a CONSPIRACY</title><content type='html'>O.K., so I love getting my eyebrows waxed!!! It is really one of my favorite things to do , other than getting my hair done by my wonderful sister-in-law. But I think that the lovely ladies at the place I get my eyebrows done are conspiring to get me to either spend more money, or maybe they are actually trying to give me a subtle hint. You will have to follow me on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have always noticed that when you go to a nail place, where ever it is, they are always trying to sell more of their services. Like if you go in to get your nails done, the nail technician will look down and say "You no want pedicure?" and have a very puzzled look on her face as she glances down at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I went in for an eyebrow wax because we have my brother-in-laws wedding this weekend in Houston. As soon as I walked through the door this afternoon I immediately get prompted on what services the will be performing on me today. I simply just say an eyebrow wax. So as we are walking back one of the nail ladies says something in a different language to the girl preparing to wax me. I laid down on the wax table and she touches my face and yells something back in response to what her co-worker said. As I laid there on that table I was getting very excited to see how good of a job she did on them once she was finished. I could tell that she was on her last touch ups and I was about to be up and out of there. All of a sudden I feel a hot thick layer on my upper lip followed by "oh you no want lip wax, oh well too late" followed by a big pull of the waxing fabric. OUCH!!! When I got up, my lip felt like it was on fire and she kep assuring me that there was gonna be no charge for the lip wax today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left I started to think.....Maybe that was a ploy to get me started on waxing my lip, or maybe she looked down and thought "oh my goodness this girl has a handlebar mustache" and decided she needed to take care of it. Either way, my lip is extremely red and I am sitting her left, puzzled. Was it an honest mistake, a conspiracy to get me to spend more on a latter date, or one girl really looking out for her customer. That I will never know! All I can rely on is my good friend Kate's reassurance that I did not have lip hair, that she knew of ha ha, and that it was probably and honest mistake! Thanks Kate, you know I would have worried about this one for weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-1627421344143333653?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1627421344143333653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-smell-conspiracy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1627421344143333653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1627421344143333653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-smell-conspiracy.html' title='I smell a CONSPIRACY'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-2841470658722162088</id><published>2009-04-14T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:39:41.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SeVVAqWeqlI/AAAAAAAAABg/eXajmLhgbaE/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324755604292414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SeVVAqWeqlI/AAAAAAAAABg/eXajmLhgbaE/s320/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SeVU8vw7qVI/AAAAAAAAABY/C4UJ58NmeQ8/s1600-h/ladys+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324755537026066770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SeVU8vw7qVI/AAAAAAAAABY/C4UJ58NmeQ8/s320/ladys+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ty has officially been the owner of "&lt;em&gt;His Lady&lt;/em&gt;" for one year now. Ty told us last year that he wanted a puppy for his birthday. He is a huge animal lover and at the time his favorite movie was &lt;em&gt;Lady and the Tramp. &lt;/em&gt;First we went to an animal shelter in Houston to rescue a dog. We had such a tear jerking experience there. We walked the halls of that big shelter hand in hand with Ty. His Grammy and Poppy came along too so that they could help pick out Ty's puppy. Of course we wanted to bring every dog home with us because they were all so sweet, but Ty finally picked THE ONE. She was a brown chocolate lab mix. He was so excited!!! We then had to take the little puppy outside to see her play. She was so full of life and Ty was beaming with pure happiness. The last step was the interview and vet check up. Well the interview went well but after the vet check up they told us, in front of Ty, that we would not be taking that puppy home because she was very sick and would have to be put down. Try telling a 3 year old that we could not bring home the puppy he picked out . Trust me, that 30 min drive back to our house was filled with so many tears and a broken heart that not even a happy meal with a boys toy could heal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Blake, being the wonderful dad he is, was on an immediate search for another puppy for his heartbroken boy. Two days later he found a family that had chocolate lab puppies for sale. We drove Ty to their house without him knowing where we were going. When we arrived at the house all the puppies started running towards us and Ty choose his puppy. On the way home he informed us that her name would be "Lady, my Lady" (in his own words). It was so fitting because the shirt he was wearing actually had the saying Ladies Man that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to wish lady a Happy 1 Year Anniversary at being Ty's Lady! We love her so much, even though at times she can be the biggest stinker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-2841470658722162088?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/2841470658722162088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-anniversary-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2841470658722162088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/2841470658722162088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-anniversary-lady.html' title='Happy Anniversary Lady'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/SeVVAqWeqlI/AAAAAAAAABg/eXajmLhgbaE/s72-c/lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-893927975021600785</id><published>2009-04-10T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:51:09.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Poppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7phs-F3zI/AAAAAAAAABI/6bHEBrwhPu0/s1600-h/grammy+poppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322948574815051570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7phs-F3zI/AAAAAAAAABI/6bHEBrwhPu0/s320/grammy+poppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many everyday things that people do that "run in the family". Here are a few examples of Blake and his dad. They both do the same head shake accompanied by tight lips when they are angry or disappointed. They seem to like most of the same kinds of foods. When Blake use to keep his hair really short, it was almost impossible to tell them apart from behind. I have even noticed that their feet are exactly the same. I am starting to wonder if everything that Robby does rubs off on all my boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, the other day i caught Ty pushing his John Deer lawn mower around and I noticed he started pulling his shirt off as fast as he could. When I asked him why he was doing that he said "when you mow yards you are suppose to take your shirt off, Poppy does."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, both my boys hold a chip bag clip up to their ear if they find one, because they see their Poppy clamp his there when he takes it off the bag of chips he decides to snack on, just to make them laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, today when I picked up Cole from school his teacher told me that everyday when he eats they laugh at him constantly. When I asked why, she explained that from his first bite of food until he is finished he hums the whole time he eats. This is something that his Poppy always gets a hard time for all the time. I guess if there is one motto that explains my boys to a T it would be "monkey see monkey do!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-893927975021600785?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/893927975021600785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-like-poppy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/893927975021600785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/893927975021600785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-like-poppy.html' title='Just Like Poppy'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7phs-F3zI/AAAAAAAAABI/6bHEBrwhPu0/s72-c/grammy+poppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201233169570578777.post-1906342049667549427</id><published>2009-04-09T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:52:18.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok So I am gonna try this out for Kate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7TvbOMBgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/apw31ZAZGCM/s1600-h/Kate+and+Amber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322924621313082882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7TvbOMBgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/apw31ZAZGCM/s400/Kate+and+Amber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so I am finally breaking down and committing to something I have been promising my best gal Kate that I would follow through with....starting a BLOG!!! Now, this does not mean that I will remember to post things daily, or keep you entertained, but I am finally following through!! This is for you Kate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things you should know about my best friend Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) She is one of the most kind hearted people I know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) If I ever need to get a hold of her, I know that her phone will go to her voicemail if I try to call but if I text her she will text me back immediately! :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) She looks like a million bucks at all times...she can pull any outfit off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) She will drive to another state, deathly ill, if there is a doctor there that swears he will not draw blood or give her a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I can still remember that in 2002 her ring tone was "Air Force Ones"....I think of her every time I hear the song to this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) She can recite almost every line of Lonesome Dove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) She is a wonderful hostess....her game room consists of every snack and candy known to man, not to mention, she has a stocked fridge of any beverage you could possibly dream of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) She can do pretty good during a "dance fight" but could never pull off the old wheelbarrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) In the past five years she has owned and renovated at least four houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) She makes the best brownies of all time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201233169570578777-1906342049667549427?l=blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/feeds/1906342049667549427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-so-i-am-gonna-try-this-out-for-kate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1906342049667549427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201233169570578777/posts/default/1906342049667549427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakeandambermorrison.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-so-i-am-gonna-try-this-out-for-kate.html' title='Ok So I am gonna try this out for Kate!'/><author><name>Amber Morrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313747562021272633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VnUzowKLNk/TWfb1DUN-YI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ph9wV6RLnEc/s220/6-2010%2Brodeo%252Cswimming%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGN-Ro-VQ3E/Sd7TvbOMBgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/apw31ZAZGCM/s72-c/Kate+and+Amber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
