<?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-7816613872302436688</id><updated>2012-01-31T13:36:15.876-07:00</updated><category term='futuresex/love sounds'/><category term='love letter'/><category term='tommy boy'/><category term='movies'/><category term='good charlotte'/><category term='six degrees of separation'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='futuresex tour'/><category term='public enemy'/><category term='ne-yo'/><category term='pda'/><category term='andy samberg'/><category term='gym class heroes'/><category term='legally blonde'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='vma&apos;s'/><category term='without prejudice'/><category term='the paramount theater'/><category term='amazing race 12'/><category term='karaoke'/><category term='tv'/><category term='house m.d.'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='hbo'/><category term='the color purple'/><category term='dance'/><category term='alicia keys'/><category term='nsync'/><category term='personalized ringtones'/><category term='making the band 4'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='digital short'/><category term='lorna doones'/><category term='britney spears'/><category term='spamalot'/><category term='sexyback'/><category term='jay-z'/><category term='ferris bueller&apos;s day off'/><category term='dominic sandoval'/><category term='mtv'/><category term='performance art'/><category term='clueless'/><category term='soul music'/><category term='three days grace'/><category term='100 calorie packs'/><category term='fletch'/><category term='the 5th avenue theater'/><category term='schoolyard heroes'/><category term='macklemore'/><category term='chuck d'/><category term='justified'/><category term='kaiya'/><category term='itunes'/><category term='movie quotes'/><category term='honeycutt'/><category term='media'/><category term='bath and body works'/><category term='lip gloss'/><category term='hugh laurie'/><category term='shawn osborne'/><category term='limp bizkit'/><category term='thorp fruit'/><category term='everett events center'/><category term='avenue q'/><category term='bumbershoot'/><category term='horoscopes'/><category term='michael cena'/><category term='broadway'/><category term='mallrats'/><category term='dick in a box'/><category term='cbs'/><category term='parkour'/><category term='tim gunn&apos;s guide to style'/><category term='a long way gone'/><category term='oliver'/><category term='canada'/><category term='salumis'/><category term='no strings attached'/><category term='dirty rotten scoundrels'/><category term='linkin park'/><category term='snl'/><category term='clerks'/><category term='bumbershoot 2007'/><category term='survivor 15'/><category term='justin timberlake'/><category term='so you think you can dance'/><category term='kevin smith'/><category term='earl&apos;s'/><category term='nbc'/><category term='step cousins'/><category term='target'/><category term='music'/><category term='game show network'/><category term='the saturday knights'/><category term='television'/><category term='jonah hill'/><category term='d-trix'/><category term='rihanna'/><category term='superbad'/><category term='homeland security'/><category term='beyonce'/><category term='berenstain bears'/><category term='carrie underwood'/><category term='jersey boys'/><category term='seattle'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='osoyoos'/><category term='sarah silverman'/><category term='penticton'/><category term='beverly hills 90210'/><category term='the office'/><category term='papa roach'/><title type='text'>TIME FOR A LITTLE.... Q &amp; A</title><subtitle type='html'>WELCOME TO MY SILLY LIFE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>536</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5215720962475558002</id><published>2012-01-30T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:16:44.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air...every where I look around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not a super fan of Valentine's day, but I do love me some crafting and there are just tons of cute ideas for Valentine's crafts so I couldn't resist getting my craft on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty happy with how it all turned out, and Q has been very good with the compliments about them, so that is good enough for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I of course made a wreath for my door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRkJ-Vqg2b0/Tyb3g3VPjII/AAAAAAAAIMM/vzvipM1mRcw/s1600/IMG_0259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRkJ-Vqg2b0/Tyb3g3VPjII/AAAAAAAAIMM/vzvipM1mRcw/s320/IMG_0259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim and I spent an afternoon hanging some shelves in my family area. It was my first time using a drill and leveler (I usually just eyeball everything I hang up on the wall cause I;m super lazy that way, and it's kind of a project doing it the "right way"). But I love how they turned out. I wanted a place that I could change out decor for each of the seasons and holidays, and not have to worry about moving all my regular decorations every time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-457ch22gnQo/Tyb3i0Q778I/AAAAAAAAIMU/A4J2NMlClag/s1600/IMG_0261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-457ch22gnQo/Tyb3i0Q778I/AAAAAAAAIMU/A4J2NMlClag/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got these wood blocks at a craft place, and decoupaged a bunch of vintage victorian valentines all over them, then tied a bow as a little pop of color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLN2pwplcGg/Tyb3puji7UI/AAAAAAAAIM0/U9LN28bZFvU/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLN2pwplcGg/Tyb3puji7UI/AAAAAAAAIM0/U9LN28bZFvU/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Q made the bird valentine one night, and wanted me to put it in a frame, so I added it to the rest of the decorations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_fOOtABGFk/Tyb3kfbChxI/AAAAAAAAIMc/3W-5k4zPbRs/s1600/IMG_0262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_fOOtABGFk/Tyb3kfbChxI/AAAAAAAAIMc/3W-5k4zPbRs/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pinterest has tons of links to these "subway art" printables for practically every holiday or season, so I plan on putting one up that matches the celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little letters (just painted with vinyl lettering) and hearts (painted, decoupage paper, and glitter) were simple and fun, and good way to round out the decor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6y7-65iJOGo/Tyb3mXQRE5I/AAAAAAAAIMk/obcgiThbN9k/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6y7-65iJOGo/Tyb3mXQRE5I/AAAAAAAAIMk/obcgiThbN9k/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my holiday shelves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5215720962475558002?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5215720962475558002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5215720962475558002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5215720962475558002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5215720962475558002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-is-in-airevery-where-i-look-around.html' title='Love is in the air...every where I look around.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRkJ-Vqg2b0/Tyb3g3VPjII/AAAAAAAAIMM/vzvipM1mRcw/s72-c/IMG_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6028815535183680736</id><published>2012-01-16T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:57:27.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is such a special day</title><content type='html'>Little Elsie had a birthday this past month, and it was so fun to be around to celebrate with her. The kids enjoyed playing a couple games, running around, watching Elsie open presents, and eating delicious cupcakes. Kim threw together a little rainbow themed party last minute and I think it turned out super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM25fuASvis/Tyb1CdP79OI/AAAAAAAAIKI/eZPLssRmgSw/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM25fuASvis/Tyb1CdP79OI/AAAAAAAAIKI/eZPLssRmgSw/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMaWlNZrsfw/Tyb1DyUvv-I/AAAAAAAAIKQ/dqapG6bxomg/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMaWlNZrsfw/Tyb1DyUvv-I/AAAAAAAAIKQ/dqapG6bxomg/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca-57d5U4HE/Tyb1F3zSdfI/AAAAAAAAIKY/XSjKVlhyXRY/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca-57d5U4HE/Tyb1F3zSdfI/AAAAAAAAIKY/XSjKVlhyXRY/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts-Bo1ZEOR4/Tyb1H53uDxI/AAAAAAAAIKg/eMM-tf59gq4/s1600/IMG_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts-Bo1ZEOR4/Tyb1H53uDxI/AAAAAAAAIKg/eMM-tf59gq4/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfoZigWhn7A/Tyb1Jd-WChI/AAAAAAAAIKo/64FOLvxt95k/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfoZigWhn7A/Tyb1Jd-WChI/AAAAAAAAIKo/64FOLvxt95k/s320/IMG_0203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Q went crazy eating the m&amp;amp;m's and ended up with a little chimo stache. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5qQ7fsJixaI/Tyb1LAjAYNI/AAAAAAAAIKw/A4CEVeRyKeE/s1600/IMG_0204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5qQ7fsJixaI/Tyb1LAjAYNI/AAAAAAAAIKw/A4CEVeRyKeE/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huUMqsaQLdo/Tyb1M_z4UYI/AAAAAAAAIK4/DJrAYUI87OQ/s1600/IMG_0205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huUMqsaQLdo/Tyb1M_z4UYI/AAAAAAAAIK4/DJrAYUI87OQ/s320/IMG_0205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNe8pONgP3I/Tyb1OiZgUoI/AAAAAAAAILA/4_0WzmTPrvo/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNe8pONgP3I/Tyb1OiZgUoI/AAAAAAAAILA/4_0WzmTPrvo/s320/IMG_0206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Q was super excited to give Elsie the pocahontas doll, and actually insisted on bringing her own pocahontas over to play. I had to make her promise not to tell Elsie what she was getting before she opened it...and surprisingly she kept the secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gszNXzmAKs/Tyb1RKB0gVI/AAAAAAAAILM/bObEZxhilaY/s1600/IMG_0207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gszNXzmAKs/Tyb1RKB0gVI/AAAAAAAAILM/bObEZxhilaY/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkgSR4HMVWA/Tyb1TEsH_WI/AAAAAAAAILU/5IuL6hxE-Pk/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkgSR4HMVWA/Tyb1TEsH_WI/AAAAAAAAILU/5IuL6hxE-Pk/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igiT9H_j9so/Tyb1VtRBGxI/AAAAAAAAILc/kbv0dmao6vs/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-igiT9H_j9so/Tyb1VtRBGxI/AAAAAAAAILc/kbv0dmao6vs/s320/IMG_0209.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBX2EMesdXk/Tyb1X_GwV9I/AAAAAAAAILk/K9dvehPIq_U/s1600/IMG_0210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBX2EMesdXk/Tyb1X_GwV9I/AAAAAAAAILk/K9dvehPIq_U/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5UU22_5Mrs/Tyb1cSGt8qI/AAAAAAAAIL4/WWTlv393Bus/s1600/IMG_0212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B5UU22_5Mrs/Tyb1cSGt8qI/AAAAAAAAIL4/WWTlv393Bus/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday Elsie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NIjvE766I0/Tyb1fMOo91I/AAAAAAAAIMA/HoEnrwGHNXM/s1600/IMG_0213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NIjvE766I0/Tyb1fMOo91I/AAAAAAAAIMA/HoEnrwGHNXM/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6028815535183680736?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6028815535183680736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6028815535183680736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6028815535183680736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6028815535183680736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-is-such-special-day.html' title='today is such a special day'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM25fuASvis/Tyb1CdP79OI/AAAAAAAAIKI/eZPLssRmgSw/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-9116830416365667925</id><published>2012-01-15T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:13:38.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We belong together, yes we do.</title><content type='html'>I'm glad Q has a cousin friend (her term) like Elsie so close by. They play so well together. and are just so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvxZbLndLA/TxMafDsxa1I/AAAAAAAAIIU/KjhQnwmtLUQ/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFvxZbLndLA/TxMafDsxa1I/AAAAAAAAIIU/KjhQnwmtLUQ/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gepkQQAIqzc/TxMajPaibuI/AAAAAAAAIIk/mlGwxLGegu8/s1600/IMG_0188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gepkQQAIqzc/TxMajPaibuI/AAAAAAAAIIk/mlGwxLGegu8/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzU7eJrZUFg/TxMalu3PAxI/AAAAAAAAIIs/pQ22FJcMWuE/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzU7eJrZUFg/TxMalu3PAxI/AAAAAAAAIIs/pQ22FJcMWuE/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37ewCuW-tHc/TxMaoZqtIGI/AAAAAAAAII0/bTJEeRzWzhU/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37ewCuW-tHc/TxMaoZqtIGI/AAAAAAAAII0/bTJEeRzWzhU/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etEm8HJdWno/TxMaqNqpxII/AAAAAAAAII8/2pkMvQXsZKo/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etEm8HJdWno/TxMaqNqpxII/AAAAAAAAII8/2pkMvQXsZKo/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;These were the Valentine projects we worked on last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmLZac0iK3g/TxMasbo3tCI/AAAAAAAAIJE/YmLs71jjoiM/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmLZac0iK3g/TxMasbo3tCI/AAAAAAAAIJE/YmLs71jjoiM/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8MXLidjsRw/TxMat81sOQI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/yqb2Dj74riI/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8MXLidjsRw/TxMat81sOQI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/yqb2Dj74riI/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little ditty I taped while Elsie was over last month. The girls were getting down to Justin Bieber's "Mistletoe". 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Q was hesitant at first to do any sort of bouncing, and was more interested in the coin operated rides against the wall. But eventually she got in there and enjoyed herself. I had to help her get up on a few things, and there is nothing more awkward that watching an overweight person try and balance themselves on those bouncy things. I even made the mistake of trying to carry her up some very steep blow up steps (half way up, I made her climb up herself, while i pushed her bum up). The worst part was sitting up on that high slide, and trying to convince myself to go down. That fear of heights really came into play. But Q had fun, and I got to see Daishan so it was a good day! Towards the end of our time there I let Q ride a few of the rides and she was in heaven. Daishan's Addy hung out by Q during that whole time and was super cute with her. 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We woke up the kids, ran upstairs, and hid behind the couch. Q was non stop smiling, as she peeked over the couch to watch Santa deliver her gift and fill her stocking. It was so super cute!! &amp;nbsp;She just couldn't believe that Santa was right there. After We heard the reindeer hoofs leave the roof, we came out and got the party started.&lt;br /&gt;Santa was very good to Q this year and got her the doll princesses she had been asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkBHgwZVPq0/Tv_oArz0waI/AAAAAAAAIDE/ur2Vgw_Djbg/s1600/IMG_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkBHgwZVPq0/Tv_oArz0waI/AAAAAAAAIDE/ur2Vgw_Djbg/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also got a stocking full of glowsticks (she sleeps with one every night), whistle, little puzzle, silly putty, play doh, and disney matching cards.&lt;br /&gt;Q loved all her Christmas gifts. It really does make Christmas so much better when the kids know what's going on, and really get into opening the gifts and handing out hugs and kisses in thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3K8DvJsnHcw/Tv_pGnlrbdI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/glzXhZY_Mc0/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3K8DvJsnHcw/Tv_pGnlrbdI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/glzXhZY_Mc0/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rug9XVhTxc/Tv_pIhJK0PI/AAAAAAAAIDY/5gBCGsvFJm0/s1600/IMG_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rug9XVhTxc/Tv_pIhJK0PI/AAAAAAAAIDY/5gBCGsvFJm0/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-T3i-NM0aU/Tv_pKtOFYpI/AAAAAAAAIDg/9kJXUKAN1rs/s1600/IMG_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-T3i-NM0aU/Tv_pKtOFYpI/AAAAAAAAIDg/9kJXUKAN1rs/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vW25yDx2PzU/Tv_pMpJoXOI/AAAAAAAAIDo/wkMKcU96Dxk/s1600/IMG_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vW25yDx2PzU/Tv_pMpJoXOI/AAAAAAAAIDo/wkMKcU96Dxk/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcEaXkR3lnE/Tv_pPP7dcaI/AAAAAAAAID0/P6OgxDe9Z5M/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mcEaXkR3lnE/Tv_pPP7dcaI/AAAAAAAAID0/P6OgxDe9Z5M/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6K5yMAJgn4/Tv_pR4ahWOI/AAAAAAAAID8/Mf5nXmRpUzk/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6K5yMAJgn4/Tv_pR4ahWOI/AAAAAAAAID8/Mf5nXmRpUzk/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSOND9_XhIg/Tv_pUkvLbaI/AAAAAAAAIEE/BdwN02ZrxJU/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rSOND9_XhIg/Tv_pUkvLbaI/AAAAAAAAIEE/BdwN02ZrxJU/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVM2QwbCSZ4/Tv_pWx44jsI/AAAAAAAAIEQ/6D499vcEsQo/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVM2QwbCSZ4/Tv_pWx44jsI/AAAAAAAAIEQ/6D499vcEsQo/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxOzIiYjok/Tv_pZ-50vRI/AAAAAAAAIEY/CVeAw8WEMiA/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrxOzIiYjok/Tv_pZ-50vRI/AAAAAAAAIEY/CVeAw8WEMiA/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even scored with a super super cute picture frame with Q's picture in it, and a black and white scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls had so much fun playing with all their toys the whole morning. 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACVIsnOqo1A/Tv_qI7ZR-yI/AAAAAAAAIF4/aRYYMRFnlII/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACVIsnOqo1A/Tv_qI7ZR-yI/AAAAAAAAIF4/aRYYMRFnlII/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rYB59CbZF1Y/Tv_qLFZh56I/AAAAAAAAIGA/P6Nra19B-ss/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rYB59CbZF1Y/Tv_qLFZh56I/AAAAAAAAIGA/P6Nra19B-ss/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good day, and the next day laziness and constant napping was well deserved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5685864530743620274?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5685864530743620274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5685864530743620274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5685864530743620274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5685864530743620274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-happy-holidays.html' title='merry christmas, happy holidays'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkBHgwZVPq0/Tv_oArz0waI/AAAAAAAAIDE/ur2Vgw_Djbg/s72-c/IMG_0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6074280137094233045</id><published>2011-12-30T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:47:45.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve day Kim and I took the girls to see the new Chipmunks movie. The girls loved it, and I was entertained. It was a good start to a good day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBFS3RSQjgg/Tv_jv9wYNdI/AAAAAAAAH-c/FrxzdTOu0lQ/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBFS3RSQjgg/Tv_jv9wYNdI/AAAAAAAAH-c/FrxzdTOu0lQ/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For Christmas Eve, we went up to Piper and Greg's house. It was fantastic. We ordered pizza, talked, and hung out. Then we had the kids play a game of christmas bingo. They seriously got into it. It was so fun. Q thought it was so great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur65zqe-vYg/Tv_khFuSEpI/AAAAAAAAIA0/QHw4v2Tt_cc/s1600/402402_2718873604632_1040767394_2865507_564381375_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ur65zqe-vYg/Tv_khFuSEpI/AAAAAAAAIA0/QHw4v2Tt_cc/s320/402402_2718873604632_1040767394_2865507_564381375_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auNzSReFy9o/Tv_kisJuGeI/AAAAAAAAIA8/QhSCN5XmvbA/s1600/IMG_0093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auNzSReFy9o/Tv_kisJuGeI/AAAAAAAAIA8/QhSCN5XmvbA/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEzMOC3F_0/Tv_kkKSmiII/AAAAAAAAIBE/U-uY1mem0io/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEzMOC3F_0/Tv_kkKSmiII/AAAAAAAAIBE/U-uY1mem0io/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BU2Wkcv_pxg/Tv_klq2p4RI/AAAAAAAAIBM/sPPsm75WDyA/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BU2Wkcv_pxg/Tv_klq2p4RI/AAAAAAAAIBM/sPPsm75WDyA/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vw4YO-oE_VE/Tv_knL2-prI/AAAAAAAAIBU/2QcLbBn_RB8/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vw4YO-oE_VE/Tv_knL2-prI/AAAAAAAAIBU/2QcLbBn_RB8/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6s5nvL-qMGM/Tv_kpMIugOI/AAAAAAAAIBc/0dqTsUtVm1k/s1600/IMG_0099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6s5nvL-qMGM/Tv_kpMIugOI/AAAAAAAAIBc/0dqTsUtVm1k/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piper also put together some items to make reindeer food for the kids to take home in cute little packets. It was super cute. Although, after I tried "lightly" blowing on the glitter to get it into the bag, and instead got it all over my face, I could have headed out to a rave and totally fit in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uu0yeYLYgp0/Tv_kzOeVHzI/AAAAAAAAIBs/xSootn752po/s1600/IMG_0112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uu0yeYLYgp0/Tv_kzOeVHzI/AAAAAAAAIBs/xSootn752po/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpSo3xoUnW4/Tv_k0y9qdmI/AAAAAAAAIB0/bDP_eC0ga7M/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpSo3xoUnW4/Tv_k0y9qdmI/AAAAAAAAIB0/bDP_eC0ga7M/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3RBBQa67g0E/Tv_k23fc04I/AAAAAAAAIB8/3VBmFGKv_YA/s1600/IMG_0117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3RBBQa67g0E/Tv_k23fc04I/AAAAAAAAIB8/3VBmFGKv_YA/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids they cuddled up on the floor and Kim read them a "kid friendly" version of the nativity story, while the kids helped put up the magnet figures for the story. It wasn't close to the usual nativity productions I am used to, but it was super cute and kids liked helping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeEhL-UaZko/Tv_lDEVGsgI/AAAAAAAAICM/9-nBVyLuSbM/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeEhL-UaZko/Tv_lDEVGsgI/AAAAAAAAICM/9-nBVyLuSbM/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-vJ6jcbOEk/Tv_lEwYFdsI/AAAAAAAAICU/CVNS46DYGhY/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-vJ6jcbOEk/Tv_lEwYFdsI/AAAAAAAAICU/CVNS46DYGhY/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzfzneL6maY/Tv_lG_pYVoI/AAAAAAAAICc/UZ8WFIXsQPA/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzfzneL6maY/Tv_lG_pYVoI/AAAAAAAAICc/UZ8WFIXsQPA/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Kim read them a little story, and the kids played "find the ornament game"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHHNmiPVcHE/Tv_lMfsfWjI/AAAAAAAAICo/AVz_4TwvLUI/s1600/12.24.11+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHHNmiPVcHE/Tv_lMfsfWjI/AAAAAAAAICo/AVz_4TwvLUI/s320/12.24.11+042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we drove down to Gary and Sylvia's to get ready for night and hang out. We stayed the night there, cause we were going to try and peek in on Santa early that morning with Elsie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cd9H2SgMM88/Tv_lT6nQs3I/AAAAAAAAIC4/HPXA3L_CQpU/s1600/IMG_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cd9H2SgMM88/Tv_lT6nQs3I/AAAAAAAAIC4/HPXA3L_CQpU/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night the girls helped Sylvia in the kitchen, and were able to make some cookies to leave out for Santa. We tried getting the girls to settle down, maybe watch a movie, but they were wayyyyy to excited. I tried playing some games with Kim, Aaron, and Gary but had to retire early in order to get Q to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6074280137094233045?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6074280137094233045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6074280137094233045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6074280137094233045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6074280137094233045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-are-you-christmas.html' title='Where are you christmas?'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBFS3RSQjgg/Tv_jv9wYNdI/AAAAAAAAH-c/FrxzdTOu0lQ/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-3894161057739950639</id><published>2011-12-16T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T13:44:23.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it sings to me like (fa la la la la) Know that it's christmas time</title><content type='html'>Got caught up on my December posts. we've been super festive this year, and Q and I are both enjoying it. In fact last night, we grab some quick dinner and drove around looking at lights for over an hour. Pure joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on for about 4 posts on what we have been up to. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-3894161057739950639?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3894161057739950639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=3894161057739950639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3894161057739950639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3894161057739950639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/baby-it-sings-to-me-like-fa-la-la-la-la.html' title='Baby it sings to me like (fa la la la la) Know that it&apos;s christmas time'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-8925160218714347014</id><published>2011-12-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:14:58.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm giving love for christmas</title><content type='html'>Q's preschool had their first program yesterday. It was so super cute!! I'm mad at myself for forgetting extra batteries for my camera, so most videos and pictures were taken from my cell phone...so although the quality is poor, I hope it gives a little hint at how great it was. Qiana is by far the youngest in her class (since she just turned 3 at the end of September), but she tries her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me show you what we made for her teachers. I spent a few hours with Kimmy and some ladies making DIY coasters. it was easy and turned out so cute. I made a 4 pack of them for each teacher. Then Q and I made these tree ornaments with her name on the back for each teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCcFWiRd5R0/TuuUxo2_uWI/AAAAAAAAH20/mbmJK3W4TjU/s1600/IMG_4156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCcFWiRd5R0/TuuUxo2_uWI/AAAAAAAAH20/mbmJK3W4TjU/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sts7YOu6KPc/TuuUzrmMPII/AAAAAAAAH28/o_F1ZhBxnro/s1600/IMG_4157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sts7YOu6KPc/TuuUzrmMPII/AAAAAAAAH28/o_F1ZhBxnro/s320/IMG_4157.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of teachers, Here are Miss Vicki and Miss Honey. She also has a couple teachers that teach her the dancing and singing, but I missed a picture with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsFEsnE6TxY/TuuUnk_AWiI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/3eQNh9h5DDs/s1600/IMG_2052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsFEsnE6TxY/TuuUnk_AWiI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/3eQNh9h5DDs/s320/IMG_2052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IFSr4RUQqk/TuuUoZTPHDI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/oyhzxOc61z0/s1600/IMG_2053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IFSr4RUQqk/TuuUoZTPHDI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/oyhzxOc61z0/s320/IMG_2053.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q just loves her teachers, and they are so good with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For their program they sang a bunch of songs, did a dance, did sign language to "silent night", and talked about Santa and Jesus. Q would get distracted often, but managed to always come back and do some singing or hand motions. She had a couple twin girls surrounding her that did NOT want to participate in the program and it was funny watching Q try to figure out what was going on with them. At one point she shook the jingle bells directly in the face of one of them in order to elicit some participation from them, and the other she forced into dancing with her until the little girl broke down crying in which Q yelled to me "she's crying mom". poor girls. but funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qawBt1BJQg4/TuuUlg7vNOI/AAAAAAAAH14/LqoTPnNfZ1g/s1600/IMG_2044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qawBt1BJQg4/TuuUlg7vNOI/AAAAAAAAH14/LqoTPnNfZ1g/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgtyHUNWxSA/TuuUmbo7iYI/AAAAAAAAH2A/Wd42X4jhiRg/s1600/IMG_2046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rgtyHUNWxSA/TuuUmbo7iYI/AAAAAAAAH2A/Wd42X4jhiRg/s320/IMG_2046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdsZjoJLdRw/TuuUpRv0YZI/AAAAAAAAH2g/K7HWTFr8AIc/s1600/IMG_2054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdsZjoJLdRw/TuuUpRv0YZI/AAAAAAAAH2g/K7HWTFr8AIc/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2lClKtR7YA/TuuUqu2HTmI/AAAAAAAAH2o/Rw3auZckQRs/s1600/IMG_4186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2lClKtR7YA/TuuUqu2HTmI/AAAAAAAAH2o/Rw3auZckQRs/s320/IMG_4186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-44c7a4c2d45f1cb8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D44c7a4c2d45f1cb8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330313672%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E0AB078291746CAE9EE7C9C1A0500AEE9D06C84.498F0F25393BD8BE8200C7B5E14A6B36B5850046%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D44c7a4c2d45f1cb8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrNQ-_S-_KGBJOuskv3QNGQ9zWUQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D44c7a4c2d45f1cb8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330313672%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E0AB078291746CAE9EE7C9C1A0500AEE9D06C84.498F0F25393BD8BE8200C7B5E14A6B36B5850046%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D44c7a4c2d45f1cb8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrNQ-_S-_KGBJOuskv3QNGQ9zWUQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the program, the kids got to meet Santa and get a candy cane and a book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UuRhB4O8II/TuuUnBkHMZI/AAAAAAAAH2I/rCmmkki2bJs/s1600/IMG_2050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UuRhB4O8II/TuuUnBkHMZI/AAAAAAAAH2I/rCmmkki2bJs/s320/IMG_2050.JPG" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Plus the parents got a wonderful present of a cute picture the teachers had taken a couple weeks before. &amp;nbsp;many told me that Q's picture was the best of them, and I cant argue. Its pretty darn magical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYVrw4QD9HI/TuuU5T4IB1I/AAAAAAAAH3E/jLKj9wLnN2U/s1600/325944_10151047787045080_745545079_22152199_1520037814_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYVrw4QD9HI/TuuU5T4IB1I/AAAAAAAAH3E/jLKj9wLnN2U/s320/325944_10151047787045080_745545079_22152199_1520037814_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-8925160218714347014?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8925160218714347014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=8925160218714347014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8925160218714347014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8925160218714347014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-giving-love-for-christmas.html' title='i&apos;m giving love for christmas'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCcFWiRd5R0/TuuUxo2_uWI/AAAAAAAAH20/mbmJK3W4TjU/s72-c/IMG_4156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-3505554833178722397</id><published>2011-12-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:36:22.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have a funky funky christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My childhood Christmas memories are filled with pictures of graham cracker houses made with Woodruff's. we did it every year, and I just loved it. I think we did it one time many years ago when i was living in Utah and Jared and Kim were just newly married, but haven't done it since...and I missed it. I just love seeing what each person comes up with. In my youth it was always a guess as to what Tyson and Jared would do to their houses, that soon became major complexes after all the add on's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year we got together at Kyle Woodruff's house, and got to have a delicious dinner that his wife Jamie made (halibut chowder), hang out with his kids, Janice, and of course Kimmy and Elsie. After dinner, we set up the houses, and let the kids do their thing! Q loved it. After the kids were done and ready to play, the adults took some time to decorate their own houses. Oh it was awesome. it was so fun to sit, talk, laugh, and be so peaceful decorating the house. It was such a fun time! We sure did miss all the rest of the Bates and Woodruff family members!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-658hNNHjepI/Tuucm-L9TiI/AAAAAAAAH4c/-X9XojV1fB4/s1600/IMG_4179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-658hNNHjepI/Tuucm-L9TiI/AAAAAAAAH4c/-X9XojV1fB4/s320/IMG_4179.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RfyDzijzSo/TuucpYGAQ3I/AAAAAAAAH4k/cViXrB5moII/s1600/IMG_4180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RfyDzijzSo/TuucpYGAQ3I/AAAAAAAAH4k/cViXrB5moII/s320/IMG_4180.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_qG0ynzJgQ/TuucrIyN0AI/AAAAAAAAH4s/f6SU-Qn9O1k/s1600/IMG_4181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_qG0ynzJgQ/TuucrIyN0AI/AAAAAAAAH4s/f6SU-Qn9O1k/s320/IMG_4181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle was such a good sport and let the kids just jump all over him. He took turns chasing each of the kids around, and let them ride him like a dinosaur. They loved it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdzH_n86kTk/TuuctAMTlxI/AAAAAAAAH40/UyD3MpsPc70/s1600/IMG_4182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdzH_n86kTk/TuuctAMTlxI/AAAAAAAAH40/UyD3MpsPc70/s320/IMG_4182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssKxFwXXz-Q/Tuucuz4X77I/AAAAAAAAH48/rbT40RZ29E0/s1600/IMG_4183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssKxFwXXz-Q/Tuucuz4X77I/AAAAAAAAH48/rbT40RZ29E0/s320/IMG_4183.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2oU2y9snuo/TuucwpdFOhI/AAAAAAAAH5E/nwfduO1AB4o/s1600/IMG_4185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2oU2y9snuo/TuucwpdFOhI/AAAAAAAAH5E/nwfduO1AB4o/s320/IMG_4185.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here are our finished products!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-022oBJsNFMo/Tuuczgi79iI/AAAAAAAAH5M/IWFUTOppGGc/s1600/IMG_4187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-022oBJsNFMo/Tuuczgi79iI/AAAAAAAAH5M/IWFUTOppGGc/s320/IMG_4187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlCESE-ELf8/Tuuc5yKL2LI/AAAAAAAAH5g/QyZNX5AkUFQ/s1600/IMG_4189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlCESE-ELf8/Tuuc5yKL2LI/AAAAAAAAH5g/QyZNX5AkUFQ/s320/IMG_4189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ayWja8nW0/Tuuc8xN8YoI/AAAAAAAAH5s/_8Y7UY4K2xA/s1600/IMG_4190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ayWja8nW0/Tuuc8xN8YoI/AAAAAAAAH5s/_8Y7UY4K2xA/s320/IMG_4190.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-3505554833178722397?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3505554833178722397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=3505554833178722397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3505554833178722397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3505554833178722397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-funky-funky-christmas.html' title='have a funky funky christmas'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-658hNNHjepI/Tuucm-L9TiI/AAAAAAAAH4c/-X9XojV1fB4/s72-c/IMG_4179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-7273571125804721097</id><published>2011-12-14T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:57:35.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're on the Island of Misfit Toys Here we don't want to stay</title><content type='html'>With the Utah Pass of all Passes we were able to go to the Winter Princess festival for free....and thank goodness. The usual cost is $15 and I just can't imagine paying that much for it. The total run time was 15-20 minutes tops. It took place in a rented out space at the Provo mall. You basically immerse yourself in a high school drama/choir production that has hints of Dungeons and Dragons type live action role playing (or LARPing for those of your in the know). The girls really enjoyed themselves, but Kim and I just smirked at each other and rolled our eyes. The girls loved playing with the "princesses" afterwards, and Kim and I got some free babysitting time, while we sat at the craft table and talked..so all was not lost. But boy was it super cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqZ069bvIcI/TuufJUE2MMI/AAAAAAAAH50/bGUxMka8G_k/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqZ069bvIcI/TuufJUE2MMI/AAAAAAAAH50/bGUxMka8G_k/s320/IMG_4172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeBQ_wwfPak/TuufL0ed-eI/AAAAAAAAH58/yopUZziV9Z0/s1600/IMG_4174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeBQ_wwfPak/TuufL0ed-eI/AAAAAAAAH58/yopUZziV9Z0/s320/IMG_4174.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7YHNLMByY4/TuufOCu_8gI/AAAAAAAAH6E/LhGp8clWt9Q/s1600/IMG_4175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Q has become obsessed with lights this year, so it's super fun to let her gaze at all the cool lights adorning the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9itI-TA1NU/TuuZJHpYwQI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/jhcVQkx9SHI/s1600/riverwoods+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9itI-TA1NU/TuuZJHpYwQI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/jhcVQkx9SHI/s320/riverwoods+2011+005.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Uzzl6lbtLA/TuuZKxfWAAI/AAAAAAAAH3g/Cx60SNodTLA/s1600/riverwoods+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Uzzl6lbtLA/TuuZKxfWAAI/AAAAAAAAH3g/Cx60SNodTLA/s320/riverwoods+2011+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXwc5DjiLdQ/TuuZMMIZ1hI/AAAAAAAAH3o/-L6y9SmC5K8/s1600/riverwoods+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXwc5DjiLdQ/TuuZMMIZ1hI/AAAAAAAAH3o/-L6y9SmC5K8/s320/riverwoods+2011+015.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sm64N3mTn-w/TuuZUOznoZI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/ZuLHYuyxES8/s1600/riverwoods+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sm64N3mTn-w/TuuZUOznoZI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/ZuLHYuyxES8/s320/riverwoods+2011+021.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Q had no qualms about getting up on Santa's lap and was anxious to tell him what she wanted for Christmas. Sometime it can be embarrassing that she isn't shy, but most of the time I'm pretty happy that she's such an outgoing girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also headed up to Salt Lake last weekend as well to eat out, ride the Trax, and check out the lights at Temple Square. They don't light as many trees as the used to on the temple grounds but it was still pretty, and Q loved it so it was worth it. Plus we got to hang out with Kimmy and crew and Jeff/Nicole and family so that is always fun. What wasn't fun, was my rough and extremely embarrassing fall I took on the escalator. Still haven't quite figured out how to work the stroller on the down escalator....and my butt sure took the punishment for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4xLpQzDoFU/TwdBq_LhzpI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/qlOaHobGA4Y/s1600/IMAG0258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4xLpQzDoFU/TwdBq_LhzpI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/qlOaHobGA4Y/s320/IMAG0258.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-7872086479790019511?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7872086479790019511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=7872086479790019511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7872086479790019511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7872086479790019511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-of-lights-all-of-lights.html' title='all of the lights all of the lights'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9itI-TA1NU/TuuZJHpYwQI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/jhcVQkx9SHI/s72-c/riverwoods+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-7219041009067064516</id><published>2011-12-10T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:59:16.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where do you come from baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm getting the ol' Christmas Card list put together. I do have a lot of your addresses already, but if you want to make sure you're on the list email me your address.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ab98837@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is not featured on the card...but some other cute ones are. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUHewZfxNrg/TuO50csETiI/AAAAAAAAH1c/c6sppZFyRmM/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUHewZfxNrg/TuO50csETiI/AAAAAAAAH1c/c6sppZFyRmM/s320/55.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(p.s. this is Q doing her best "Annie" impersonation...."who's next?") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-7219041009067064516?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7219041009067064516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=7219041009067064516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7219041009067064516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7219041009067064516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-do-you-come-from-baby.html' title='where do you come from baby...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUHewZfxNrg/TuO50csETiI/AAAAAAAAH1c/c6sppZFyRmM/s72-c/55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5579103785283053086</id><published>2011-12-08T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:02:47.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the way I live...</title><content type='html'>What we've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these girls just love to play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7irVeHpKL-Q/TuGHhQ7lWZI/AAAAAAAAH1A/ZsMt7eNj0vE/s1600/IMG_4142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7irVeHpKL-Q/TuGHhQ7lWZI/AAAAAAAAH1A/ZsMt7eNj0vE/s320/IMG_4142.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ur_Lwp7gR0s/TuGHjJk3eII/AAAAAAAAH1I/5PPcazdOjAI/s1600/IMG_4144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ur_Lwp7gR0s/TuGHjJk3eII/AAAAAAAAH1I/5PPcazdOjAI/s320/IMG_4144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the end of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out super perfect (yes I see the imperfections-but it does look better in person), but I still think it's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5aJ6K1r6Yk/TuGHtkA8B2I/AAAAAAAAH1Q/ih38TF3ujE8/s1600/IMG_4145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5aJ6K1r6Yk/TuGHtkA8B2I/AAAAAAAAH1Q/ih38TF3ujE8/s320/IMG_4145.JPG" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5579103785283053086?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5579103785283053086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5579103785283053086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5579103785283053086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5579103785283053086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-way-i-live.html' title='This is the way I live...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7irVeHpKL-Q/TuGHhQ7lWZI/AAAAAAAAH1A/ZsMt7eNj0vE/s72-c/IMG_4142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-7956914099070830505</id><published>2011-12-05T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:37:42.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And, guess what? I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!</title><content type='html'>This year is the first year that Q is really getting into each holiday. So christmas is going to be a big deal this year, and I finally have to step it up and get some fun traditions going. Q and I really enjoyed putting up the christmas tree, and Q was super excited to see all her ornaments and help me put up mine (the ones I trusted her not to break...best believe she did not get anywhere near the awesomest miss Piggy angel ornament ever). She has also enjoyed peeling off the advent card each day and seeing the little surprise each morning. And the glowing heart musical bear that has been in the family since Mitch's first heart operation as a baby now has a permanent place in her bed and she affectionately calls it "Mitch's bear".&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to start a new tradition. So we &lt;a href="http://elfontheshelf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;adopted an elf.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George joined our family at the beginning of December, and will stay with us through Christmas Eve (when he returns back to the northpole with Santa).&lt;br /&gt;For anyone not familiar with "the elf on the shelf" ( I wasn't until this year). Here is the idea. The elf watches the child throughout the day, making note if they are bad or good. Then each night he/she magically flies back to the northpole and reports back to Santa about the child. When the elf returns the next morning he usually lands himself into funny situations or areas around the house, so when the child awakes they get to go look around and try and find the magic elf. There are websites all around that give fun ideas of things you can do with the elf, and it's been fun to see Q get super excited to find George each morning.&lt;br /&gt;On December 1st, the first morning of George's magic, Q found him like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKM-_UDqPFY/Tt0cB-8Dz1I/AAAAAAAAH0A/y6NpNce8rmk/s1600/IMG_4140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKM-_UDqPFY/Tt0cB-8Dz1I/AAAAAAAAH0A/y6NpNce8rmk/s320/IMG_4140.JPG" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;George not only got caught playing on the christmas tree, but he also brought back a new ornament for Q. "Alice in Wonderland" is Q's new favorite movie, so it was only appropriate that a falling Alice ornament join our tree in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;George has also been found sleeping in a hanging stocking, hiding up on the chandelier in the kitchen, putting together a puzzle, with puzzle pieces thrown about the floor from Q's room to the family room, and this morning George was found sitting on Q's windowsill along with all her other babies, dolls, and stuffed animals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-7956914099070830505?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7956914099070830505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=7956914099070830505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7956914099070830505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/7956914099070830505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-guess-what-i-love-you-i-love-you-i.html' title='And, guess what? I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKM-_UDqPFY/Tt0cB-8Dz1I/AAAAAAAAH0A/y6NpNce8rmk/s72-c/IMG_4140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-46655997479217344</id><published>2011-11-30T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:17:07.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a turkey for me and a turkey for you</title><content type='html'>This year's Thanksgiving was a different situation then in year's past, but it turned out pretty nice and laid back. I was super spoiled last year being with all my siblings, and surrounded by enormous amounts of awesome food (mostly due to Mitch), But new traditions are always good.&lt;br /&gt;Q and I spent the day with Kim/Aaron/Elsie, Aaron's parents Gary and Sylvia, and Aaron's brother's families (Jeff and crew for lunch and Greg and crew for games and lounging later).&lt;br /&gt;Our bellies were full of thanksgiving food courtesy of Mimi's cafe. and it was delicious. Plus I got to end the meal with apple crisp and ice cream (I am not a fan of pumpkin flavored things---although I do love pumpkin scented candles) and that made my tummy extra happy. Q was excited just to be able to hang out with Elsie, and kept moving chairs to be close to Kim, Aaron, or Elsie...pretty much anyone but me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed over to the Wise's to hang out and play around. I had found a couple cute thanksgiving activities on Pinterest for the kids, and they quite enjoyed themselves. We played a game called turkey hunt in the backyard, where the kids had to find 8 different colored turkeys posted around in the yard. We even played twice cause the kids thought it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTjaIfImYlY/Tt0Xyr4Vu9I/AAAAAAAAHyk/XsUjhRqagqo/s1600/327092_2521774117268_1040767394_2774002_928895896_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTjaIfImYlY/Tt0Xyr4Vu9I/AAAAAAAAHyk/XsUjhRqagqo/s320/327092_2521774117268_1040767394_2774002_928895896_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spnEIqEWwOU/Tt0XzzBS3kI/AAAAAAAAHys/fUEMP2-73ZM/s1600/IMG_4124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spnEIqEWwOU/Tt0XzzBS3kI/AAAAAAAAHys/fUEMP2-73ZM/s320/IMG_4124.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VyovqpO174/Tt0X2WzezyI/AAAAAAAAHy0/6agXGiP4KAU/s1600/IMG_4126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VyovqpO174/Tt0X2WzezyI/AAAAAAAAHy0/6agXGiP4KAU/s320/IMG_4126.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okB5Hgz-QU8/Tt0X32ZqGmI/AAAAAAAAHy8/OinM271rGkQ/s1600/IMG_4127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okB5Hgz-QU8/Tt0X32ZqGmI/AAAAAAAAHy8/OinM271rGkQ/s320/IMG_4127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9qm18lzeeo/Tt0X7EhVQlI/AAAAAAAAHzE/Do13gstFjHU/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9qm18lzeeo/Tt0X7EhVQlI/AAAAAAAAHzE/Do13gstFjHU/s320/IMG_4129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played a turkey drawing game involving rolling a di to see what you had to draw, and a coloring page filled with different types of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p2IhmuO1su8/Tt0YLK0WTGI/AAAAAAAAHzY/532RECJ-XOk/s1600/IMG_4131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p2IhmuO1su8/Tt0YLK0WTGI/AAAAAAAAHzY/532RECJ-XOk/s320/IMG_4131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I0iKUzkL4A/Tt0YN05jDFI/AAAAAAAAHzg/G66-ykmUak0/s1600/IMG_4132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I0iKUzkL4A/Tt0YN05jDFI/AAAAAAAAHzg/G66-ykmUak0/s320/IMG_4132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hILdzsqQU/Tt0YQ0rHK5I/AAAAAAAAHzo/WgFSztWfwBc/s1600/IMG_4133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hILdzsqQU/Tt0YQ0rHK5I/AAAAAAAAHzo/WgFSztWfwBc/s320/IMG_4133.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0TfDUlvNJk/Tt0YIIZMVHI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/hXDOy9n5GZM/s1600/IMG_4130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0TfDUlvNJk/Tt0YIIZMVHI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/hXDOy9n5GZM/s320/IMG_4130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids got to run around and play. At one point they were all cuddled up in their own blankets in a room watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cnvhcQM4Qc/Tt0YTPwnlSI/AAAAAAAAHzw/A0E5-_4PPDE/s1600/IMG_4134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cnvhcQM4Qc/Tt0YTPwnlSI/AAAAAAAAHzw/A0E5-_4PPDE/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q had so much FUN with everybody, that when it was time to go she threw the biggest fit. She does not like the party to end (hmmmm....wonder where she gets that). &lt;br /&gt;While the kids ran amuck, the grown ups snacked on some yummy snacks. we had a spinach artichoke dip and chips, summer sausage/cheese/crackers, pumpkin roll, pumpkin pie, and &lt;a href="http://get-your-eat-on.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweet-little-doggies.html" target="_blank"&gt;these little bits of heaven&lt;/a&gt;. When it was just down to Aaron, Kim, Gary, and I we broke out the "ticket to ride" and got our game on. I have been obssessed with playing this game on my phone, and thought the practice would help in real life..it did not. But I had fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-46655997479217344?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/46655997479217344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=46655997479217344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/46655997479217344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/46655997479217344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-for-me-and-turkey-for-you.html' title='a turkey for me and a turkey for you'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTjaIfImYlY/Tt0Xyr4Vu9I/AAAAAAAAHyk/XsUjhRqagqo/s72-c/327092_2521774117268_1040767394_2774002_928895896_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-2039068030376157202</id><published>2011-11-26T09:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T09:57:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright, already the show goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some more of my Christmas crafts. Although., I still have one more wreath to make, I am quite proud that it's not even the end of November yet and I have finished my crafts, all Christmas decorations are up, and Christmas shopping is done. yeah me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have quite enjoyed being crafty. It's a good way to spend my time, and the feeling of accomplishment is quite awesome. Plus, when Kimmy is my crafting partner it becomes so much fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my muffin tin advent calender. Inside is some candies and little things for Q. The muffin tin really brought out the OCd side of us. Trying to make sure the colors all matched and that the distribution of patterns and colors were even was quite a feat, but it was worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkM5uvnq3I/TtEYCd47YYI/AAAAAAAAHxg/NUAxLIk2go4/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkM5uvnq3I/TtEYCd47YYI/AAAAAAAAHxg/NUAxLIk2go4/s320/IMG_4117.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All throughout my childhood we had this hanging advent calender that my mom had made at some enrichment night (it was one of two projects that my mom actually had completed from enrichment...she was quite proud). The advent had these wooden ornaments that velcroed to a big felt tree. The calender had taken a beating through the years, and many of the ornaments had seen better days. At the end of the christmas season last year, I made the decision to finally get rid of the advent calender, but I couldn't bring myself to get rid of the ornaments that were still useful. I thought I would keep them, and try and use them again. Well it paid off! I decided to make three mini yarn wreaths to hang on my wall, and put the ornaments on those for decoration. I think they turned out so cute, and even though it isn't the advent calender from my childhood the nostalgia is still there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWh1FOtWZ8c/TtEYD-aecRI/AAAAAAAAHxo/XZGjmsyAZto/s1600/IMG_4121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWh1FOtWZ8c/TtEYD-aecRI/AAAAAAAAHxo/XZGjmsyAZto/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JvpHjGCL4k/TtEYGiTitQI/AAAAAAAAHxw/4qQLNQn8rO0/s1600/IMG_4122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JvpHjGCL4k/TtEYGiTitQI/AAAAAAAAHxw/4qQLNQn8rO0/s320/IMG_4122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6E_lRrIKhxo/TtEYI6NTVxI/AAAAAAAAHx4/RfCn4HU_evs/s1600/IMG_4123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6E_lRrIKhxo/TtEYI6NTVxI/AAAAAAAAHx4/RfCn4HU_evs/s320/IMG_4123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then of course I had to make another wreath for my front door. This wreath was a little more complex than the last one I made, and took a lot more time, but I do love how it turned out. it's just so festive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHJvAazSpII/TtEYLalUlSI/AAAAAAAAHyA/o0FOwg0Jits/s1600/IMG_4137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHJvAazSpII/TtEYLalUlSI/AAAAAAAAHyA/o0FOwg0Jits/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-2039068030376157202?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2039068030376157202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=2039068030376157202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2039068030376157202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2039068030376157202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/alright-already-show-goes-on.html' title='Alright, already the show goes on'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkM5uvnq3I/TtEYCd47YYI/AAAAAAAAHxg/NUAxLIk2go4/s72-c/IMG_4117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-957196630566933721</id><published>2011-11-20T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:25:09.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O christmas tree...o christmas tree</title><content type='html'>And the crafting continues. Pinterest has seriously been such a blessing. what a great way to find so many fun, easy, cute ideas in one place. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;This is my newest craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJrZ0hXflkw/TslvvHsnMEI/AAAAAAAAHw4/uhp_IW64MRg/s1600/IMG_4109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJrZ0hXflkw/TslvvHsnMEI/AAAAAAAAHw4/uhp_IW64MRg/s320/IMG_4109.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0UGwvuEhPY/Tslvw3-eFCI/AAAAAAAAHxA/ZXuxKoxGoQw/s1600/IMG_4112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0UGwvuEhPY/Tslvw3-eFCI/AAAAAAAAHxA/ZXuxKoxGoQw/s320/IMG_4112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with it. It was took a long time to cut out about 200 felt circles, and pin them to the foam tree, but it was worth it. As I was taking pictures of the tree, Q wanted to join in the photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODLADZzPFRE/TslvkIYXurI/AAAAAAAAHwo/yv_aSl89I9E/s1600/IMG_4111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODLADZzPFRE/TslvkIYXurI/AAAAAAAAHwo/yv_aSl89I9E/s320/IMG_4111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7q6-G_iLH0s/Tslvm1eNHQI/AAAAAAAAHww/5cIaMf2eYBU/s1600/IMG_4114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7q6-G_iLH0s/Tslvm1eNHQI/AAAAAAAAHww/5cIaMf2eYBU/s320/IMG_4114.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project is one of many christmas decorations that I am working on. (I am making a yarn wreath for my door, an ornament wreath for my wall, a muffin tin advent calender, and three small yarn wreaths decorated with old ornaments from my mom's advent calender).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-957196630566933721?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/957196630566933721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=957196630566933721&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/957196630566933721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/957196630566933721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-christmas-treeo-christmas-tree.html' title='O christmas tree...o christmas tree'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJrZ0hXflkw/TslvvHsnMEI/AAAAAAAAHw4/uhp_IW64MRg/s72-c/IMG_4109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-2985355190933891585</id><published>2011-11-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:14:55.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of a wonderful thought, any happy little thought...</title><content type='html'>Ever since our trip to Disneyland, I have had a serious craving for all things Disney. Q and I are both obsessed. She talks about it all the time. I consider every day how long we have to wait to go back again. Lucky for us, Disney on ice came to town, and we were able to get a little Disney fix. Kim, Elsie, and Aaron came as well and it was a great day.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJNX1G-xVbY/TslsMl8ROoI/AAAAAAAAHvg/0aXhz6894Zw/s1600/IMG_4100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJNX1G-xVbY/TslsMl8ROoI/AAAAAAAAHvg/0aXhz6894Zw/s320/IMG_4100.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpI869q8etY/TslsUOuif_I/AAAAAAAAHwA/0P12CkvArTM/s1600/IMG_4105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpI869q8etY/TslsUOuif_I/AAAAAAAAHwA/0P12CkvArTM/s320/IMG_4105.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGWPM6VXePk/TslsODBby8I/AAAAAAAAHvo/zVYP_6Rud9g/s1600/IMG_4101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGWPM6VXePk/TslsODBby8I/AAAAAAAAHvo/zVYP_6Rud9g/s320/IMG_4101.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate lunch at Cheesecake Factory (delish), then headed up to the Energy Solutions arena (it'll always be the Delta Center right?). The girls were both so excited, and I loved it.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02eonZ-_06M/TslsU6liiII/AAAAAAAAHwM/TF0bMoad8tw/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02eonZ-_06M/TslsU6liiII/AAAAAAAAHwM/TF0bMoad8tw/s320/photo+3.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxdHYGxah4M/TslsWNaPiLI/AAAAAAAAHwU/Ok-yzEnEyRU/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxdHYGxah4M/TslsWNaPiLI/AAAAAAAAHwU/Ok-yzEnEyRU/s320/photo+4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ferb-aMCO3c/TslsYzkK8pI/AAAAAAAAHwc/UVU2bmu1Fr4/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ferb-aMCO3c/TslsYzkK8pI/AAAAAAAAHwc/UVU2bmu1Fr4/s320/photo+5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show was super fun, and I was a fan. Q is loving "alice in wonderland" right now, so the show starting off with that performance just put Q in such a happy mood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0F83E-hxjM/TslsHG0jJ0I/AAAAAAAAHvI/Z0oOg6S1JSk/s1600/IMG_4095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0F83E-hxjM/TslsHG0jJ0I/AAAAAAAAHvI/Z0oOg6S1JSk/s320/IMG_4095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGkF4G6iV7Q/TslsJBV1dvI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/w_SubCcvcGs/s1600/IMG_4097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGkF4G6iV7Q/TslsJBV1dvI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/w_SubCcvcGs/s320/IMG_4097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then they had snow white, lion king, aladdin, peter pan, and little snippets of a lot of the princesses. Gotta love Disney!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9e473hgPJ0/TslsKfhIRdI/AAAAAAAAHvY/se4m-HHuuEk/s1600/IMG_4098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9e473hgPJ0/TslsKfhIRdI/AAAAAAAAHvY/se4m-HHuuEk/s320/IMG_4098.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lN6P1MzDvjU/TslsQRsuH8I/AAAAAAAAHvw/XsosGjz6xpg/s1600/IMG_4102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lN6P1MzDvjU/TslsQRsuH8I/AAAAAAAAHvw/XsosGjz6xpg/s320/IMG_4102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOnwSInErBk/TslsSR-SCZI/AAAAAAAAHv4/r7io0QSv5pQ/s1600/IMG_4104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOnwSInErBk/TslsSR-SCZI/AAAAAAAAHv4/r7io0QSv5pQ/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is definitely a new tradition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-2985355190933891585?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2985355190933891585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=2985355190933891585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2985355190933891585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2985355190933891585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/think-of-wonderful-thought-any-happy.html' title='Think of a wonderful thought, any happy little thought...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJNX1G-xVbY/TslsMl8ROoI/AAAAAAAAHvg/0aXhz6894Zw/s72-c/IMG_4100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-7483283774014622073</id><published>2011-11-01T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:17:25.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year for Halloween we got invited &amp;nbsp;to hang out with Kim, Elsie, Aaron, Aaron's parents (Gary and Sylvia), and Greg and Piper and their kids (cannon and harper) up at Piper's house. It was super fun. we had delicious baked potatoes and chili for dinner (yummmmmm), then headed out with kids to do some trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't these little princesses just the cutest thing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6Wwg9EBgnw/TrBb-4qKEDI/AAAAAAAAHbk/GflokGBuNEQ/s1600/IMG_4074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6Wwg9EBgnw/TrBb-4qKEDI/AAAAAAAAHbk/GflokGBuNEQ/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2ZB6GSh7Dc/TrBclYj7MhI/AAAAAAAAHco/u5wYqSYPIBo/s1600/393410_2413054799353_1040767394_2717945_993842554_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2ZB6GSh7Dc/TrBclYj7MhI/AAAAAAAAHco/u5wYqSYPIBo/s320/393410_2413054799353_1040767394_2717945_993842554_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cannon, was Indiana Jones, which still fit in with the Disneyland theme, so we let him in the picture hahaha. just kidding. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmhOPITOgG8/TrBcAyFUpXI/AAAAAAAAHbs/el8gd2ED1ZA/s1600/IMG_4077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmhOPITOgG8/TrBcAyFUpXI/AAAAAAAAHbs/el8gd2ED1ZA/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually had bought this dress for Q a couple months ago, thinking she could wear it one day to disneyland, but we never got the chance to wear it, so instead I kept it for her halloween costume. I was too cheap to buy her the official Tiana crown, and although I found a crown at the dollar store that I was going to have her wear, I couldn't get past the fact that it didn't really look like the original crown. So one night I just looked in my craft supplies, and came up with this completely homemade crown. But I think it turned out just perfect, and Q couldn't stop smiling,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOAdJad27Js/TrBdHV5G_lI/AAAAAAAAHcw/VvHpl64NNEQ/s1600/305236_2413066719651_1040767394_2717954_1862519374_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KOAdJad27Js/TrBdHV5G_lI/AAAAAAAAHcw/VvHpl64NNEQ/s320/305236_2413066719651_1040767394_2717954_1862519374_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weather was just perfect this year, and Q really got into the festivities. She loved going to each house, holding out her bag, saying trick or treat, and happy halloween as we left. No matter how heavy her bag got, she refused to let me help her carry it, and instead insisted that I hold her hand the entire time. She was so excited every time she got a "trick or treat" in her bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhuO3bT8rUk/TrBdaA-9WlI/AAAAAAAAHc4/jT97Yszdl1I/s1600/IMG_4078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhuO3bT8rUk/TrBdaA-9WlI/AAAAAAAAHc4/jT97Yszdl1I/s320/IMG_4078.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, I can't resist taking pictures with weird things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caDpc_p2lUE/TrBepywykoI/AAAAAAAAHd0/B-3sUhqRUT4/s1600/316660_2413063319566_1040767394_2717951_1085202616_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caDpc_p2lUE/TrBepywykoI/AAAAAAAAHd0/B-3sUhqRUT4/s320/316660_2413063319566_1040767394_2717951_1085202616_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think the flash scared her more than the creepy decorations did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkDl8agwFtQ/TrBdcW8VVwI/AAAAAAAAHdA/z96qmHX263U/s1600/IMG_4080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkDl8agwFtQ/TrBdcW8VVwI/AAAAAAAAHdA/z96qmHX263U/s320/IMG_4080.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Q, with her stash, one happy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F6F3gu9W_NU/TrBde0URisI/AAAAAAAAHdI/9gAKN23f4uc/s1600/IMG_4082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F6F3gu9W_NU/TrBde0URisI/AAAAAAAAHdI/9gAKN23f4uc/s320/IMG_4082.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After trick or treating, we came back to Piper's house, scoured the kids bags for yummy treats for the adults, and decorated cookies with the kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lazKqHBfax0/TrBeVPNOgkI/AAAAAAAAHdU/KpcJupQmIps/s1600/301516_2413090680250_1040767394_2717982_1650501658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lazKqHBfax0/TrBeVPNOgkI/AAAAAAAAHdU/KpcJupQmIps/s320/301516_2413090680250_1040767394_2717982_1650501658_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fhpcpgwmJY/TrBeVbEf2JI/AAAAAAAAHdc/RRIQXEqVfXo/s1600/311993_2413083000058_1040767394_2717975_353086690_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fhpcpgwmJY/TrBeVbEf2JI/AAAAAAAAHdc/RRIQXEqVfXo/s320/311993_2413083000058_1040767394_2717975_353086690_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Horrible picture of me, but I love Q's "concentrating" face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLTZ-TpnU5I/TrBeV88U-_I/AAAAAAAAHdk/YuIdz94A_O4/s1600/374086_2413088200188_1040767394_2717978_731919863_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLTZ-TpnU5I/TrBeV88U-_I/AAAAAAAAHdk/YuIdz94A_O4/s320/374086_2413088200188_1040767394_2717978_731919863_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopped up on sugar the kids ran crazy around the house for a little but, while the adults talked, and then it was time to head home. 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When autumn leaves are fallin' from the trees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I aspire to be that kind of person who really gets into each holiday and season. Who adds little decorations inside and/or out that represent the time of year. I vowed that 2012 was my year! that I would have cute little activities for Q and I to do, places to see, and crafts to make. But this year we did do some fun things..maybe as a little beginning to what will hopefully happen in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I already showed you my little crafty pumpkins, but now it was Q's turn. I like the look of carved pumpkins but have always been too grossed out with the cleaning and carving process to really commit to it. So we continued our tradition of painting.coloring pumpkins again this year. Q had picked out three little pumpkins when we were at the craft store one day and so I let her paint those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8eW5Dj65Xk/TrBTfGqCirI/AAAAAAAAHX8/tX40GRNA-f8/s1600/IMG_4031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8eW5Dj65Xk/TrBTfGqCirI/AAAAAAAAHX8/tX40GRNA-f8/s320/IMG_4031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DFEy0HtROo/TrBTiY5B3cI/AAAAAAAAHYE/-AF1tz1IsmE/s1600/IMG_4033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DFEy0HtROo/TrBTiY5B3cI/AAAAAAAAHYE/-AF1tz1IsmE/s320/IMG_4033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, I added some googly eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhk4TeZZ_c/TrBTsSOA0xI/AAAAAAAAHYc/LtCUrWYwNus/s1600/IMG_4073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhk4TeZZ_c/TrBTsSOA0xI/AAAAAAAAHYc/LtCUrWYwNus/s320/IMG_4073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Q colored her little pumpkin that she picked on her own at the pumpkin patch (more on that below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0U0-Eg7Jz0/TrBTz5YSmpI/AAAAAAAAHYo/oe1NdZ9Wzok/s1600/IMG_4067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0U0-Eg7Jz0/TrBTz5YSmpI/AAAAAAAAHYo/oe1NdZ9Wzok/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcPJZyt0Zwo/TrBT3fUWYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/GDP3DJdDioI/s1600/IMG_4071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcPJZyt0Zwo/TrBT3fUWYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/GDP3DJdDioI/s320/IMG_4071.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She filled up that entire thing with marker, and I added googly eyes to that one as well. She loved them so much, she refused to even let me put them outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Pumpkin patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Q's second field trip we headed to Hee Haw's in American Fork. It was my first adventure to a pumpkin patch, and it was super fun. This place had a large slide that they kids rode down on sacks. a little corn maze. a hay ride. a large maze (which we didn't go in. I don't like mazes). a pumpkin patch. a petting zoo. cutouts. and swings made from tires that looked like horses. Q quite enjoyed herself, and since Kimmie and Elsie came with us it was the perfect day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjl9qIqulw8/TrBUNe_ilGI/AAAAAAAAHY8/hrhszSC0FLU/s1600/IMG_4039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjl9qIqulw8/TrBUNe_ilGI/AAAAAAAAHY8/hrhszSC0FLU/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q's preschool class. They have school sweatshirts, which I think is so funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PySWUv1X7dY/TrBUOf4RsmI/AAAAAAAAHZE/GWYpblrMkRc/s1600/IMG_4040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PySWUv1X7dY/TrBUOf4RsmI/AAAAAAAAHZE/GWYpblrMkRc/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q wasn't so sure about the slide. But she went once and didn't cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWR09JmroIE/TrBUPLGpLlI/AAAAAAAAHZM/9bQnIssyMYI/s1600/IMG_4041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWR09JmroIE/TrBUPLGpLlI/AAAAAAAAHZM/9bQnIssyMYI/s320/IMG_4041.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Elsie didn't want to go down by herself, so she made a new friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B001Vqlm8b4/TrBURwx0JpI/AAAAAAAAHZU/pz4XMPZTY9s/s1600/IMG_4046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B001Vqlm8b4/TrBURwx0JpI/AAAAAAAAHZU/pz4XMPZTY9s/s320/IMG_4046.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lil' sebastian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tb3xBgLYKeQ/TrBUT5spUjI/AAAAAAAAHZc/fbBGqrBOgqs/s1600/IMG_4047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tb3xBgLYKeQ/TrBUT5spUjI/AAAAAAAAHZc/fbBGqrBOgqs/s320/IMG_4047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I pass down to Q my love of pictures in cut outs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UIfdZkTKIw/TrBUZlWh4bI/AAAAAAAAHZs/veFKoVAakSo/s1600/IMG_4051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UIfdZkTKIw/TrBUZlWh4bI/AAAAAAAAHZs/veFKoVAakSo/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;petting and feeding the pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_vYTfUQ3m8/TrBUdVG1tyI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/nr_KDC80OBI/s1600/IMG_4058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_vYTfUQ3m8/TrBUdVG1tyI/AAAAAAAAHZ4/nr_KDC80OBI/s320/IMG_4058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVXKoXp2EY4/TrBUuoMdrPI/AAAAAAAAHaE/r0UA0yZaUmA/s1600/photo+1+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVXKoXp2EY4/TrBUuoMdrPI/AAAAAAAAHaE/r0UA0yZaUmA/s320/photo+1+%25282%2529.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ooohhhh scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njrAmddBp-o/TrBUwtEbGCI/AAAAAAAAHaM/Ls9BTWaULTs/s1600/photo+2+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njrAmddBp-o/TrBUwtEbGCI/AAAAAAAAHaM/Ls9BTWaULTs/s320/photo+2+%25282%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they had these huge pumpkins that were just screaming for a photo op.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cwB_y95E44/TrBUyyq62_I/AAAAAAAAHaU/o0-sP7Q8prA/s1600/photo+3+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9cwB_y95E44/TrBUyyq62_I/AAAAAAAAHaU/o0-sP7Q8prA/s320/photo+3+%25282%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kid corn maze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbm76KOVSFs/TrBU1UfMp1I/AAAAAAAAHac/rCwDAkO0a-M/s1600/pumpkin+patch+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbm76KOVSFs/TrBU1UfMp1I/AAAAAAAAHac/rCwDAkO0a-M/s320/pumpkin+patch+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;True story: Q walked right up to this goat and said, "hey goat, how are you doing today". For anyone who is familiar with Andy Samberg's "Mark Wahlberg talks to animals" sketch on SNL this should make you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjLoUbPMuwo/TrBUWNTs8XI/AAAAAAAAHZk/V5P2w9jwUM8/s1600/IMG_4048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjLoUbPMuwo/TrBUWNTs8XI/AAAAAAAAHZk/V5P2w9jwUM8/s320/IMG_4048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Witchfest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kim, Elsie, Q, and I joined our good friend Janice Woodruff up in West Jordan at Gardner Village for Witchfest. GardnerVillage is this cute little shopping area built from old houses. It's super cute. During the fall season they have a celebration of Witchfest which included, activites and parties. They have tons of Witches set up throughout the village, and you can even print out a scavenger hunt and try to find all the witches (of course we did this). They have face painting, food, treats, and cool looking witch outfits walking around. They also have a celebration called "witched night out" that runs one weekend in the evening that I will for sure be dressing up for and participating in next year (along with Kim, Janice, and who else wants to join us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lXZvWAp8o8/TrBVE4HHCsI/AAAAAAAAHak/09PjEUkmhos/s1600/IMG_4062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lXZvWAp8o8/TrBVE4HHCsI/AAAAAAAAHak/09PjEUkmhos/s320/IMG_4062.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqkXCfM3kV8/TrBVHBwv48I/AAAAAAAAHas/jlLpCNmqnS0/s1600/IMG_4064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqkXCfM3kV8/TrBVHBwv48I/AAAAAAAAHas/jlLpCNmqnS0/s320/IMG_4064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNlrH1uJ9eg/TrBVJhJ_jmI/AAAAAAAAHa0/mbKltYlZV5E/s1600/IMG_4065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yNlrH1uJ9eg/TrBVJhJ_jmI/AAAAAAAAHa0/mbKltYlZV5E/s320/IMG_4065.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ruCZnv7fMEo/TrBVK_f9jyI/AAAAAAAAHa8/A7pQ716rte4/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ruCZnv7fMEo/TrBVK_f9jyI/AAAAAAAAHa8/A7pQ716rte4/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbMXGCdCKC4/TrBVMjkecBI/AAAAAAAAHbE/gMgZi0B8gXY/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbMXGCdCKC4/TrBVMjkecBI/AAAAAAAAHbE/gMgZi0B8gXY/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vixlharaN0Y/TrBVObR-viI/AAAAAAAAHbQ/3UZaX6BPkMg/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vixlharaN0Y/TrBVObR-viI/AAAAAAAAHbQ/3UZaX6BPkMg/s320/photo+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a super fun day, and a great time with Janice! Starting November 18 the village is filled with christmas elves (instead of witches), so you know I'll be heading up again to hit up that bakery and sweet shop and of course, get my scavenger hunt on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-8219931229956597018?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8219931229956597018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=8219931229956597018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8219931229956597018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8219931229956597018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-fall-say-youll-fall-for-me-when.html' title='If you fall, say you&apos;ll fall for me. When autumn leaves are fallin&apos; from the trees.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8eW5Dj65Xk/TrBTfGqCirI/AAAAAAAAHX8/tX40GRNA-f8/s72-c/IMG_4031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5350826132538397972</id><published>2011-10-27T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T18:57:31.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the freakin' weekend baby, I'm about to have me some fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like a lot of people. it's true. I'm not one who is easily impressed, nor one who easily gets sucked in by others kindness, talents, or personality. I choose my friends carefully, and only put effort into relationships I really really care about. &amp;nbsp;I have issues, I know, but it's a truth about myself that I have come to realize. I don't have much time or patience in my life for people I don't really like...so making new friends doesn't come easy for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm also not one who likes someone just because they are related. People have to earn my affection and admiration, and that includes family. So I guess it's pretty lucky that I was blessed with such awesome, fun, intelligent, entertaining, fun loving cousins that I can consider some of my closest friends. These amazing ladies were just given to me, and I couldn't be happier. They get me (and all my oddities) and I get them. We can sit for hours and talk about nothing and everything all at the same time, and be constantly entertained, enlightened, and enthralled. &amp;nbsp;We all understand the importance of good food, good people, and good conversation, and know that one can never have enough of any of them. Miraculously, we can all be so similar and so unique, at the same time, and yet we relate to each other like very few can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are family. We are friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWPtnIr_dEo/Tqn5n2oRXMI/AAAAAAAAHUg/DZd6QuvuLLM/s1600/DSC_1605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWPtnIr_dEo/Tqn5n2oRXMI/AAAAAAAAHUg/DZd6QuvuLLM/s320/DSC_1605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDpEtydIuRw/Tqn5rMiiO0I/AAAAAAAAHUo/zUb418Jw57Q/s1600/DSC_1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDpEtydIuRw/Tqn5rMiiO0I/AAAAAAAAHUo/zUb418Jw57Q/s320/DSC_1606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuNK-KEgdt0/Tqn6pKpCrQI/AAAAAAAAHWM/52DwvXmw3Ks/s1600/DSC_1669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuNK-KEgdt0/Tqn6pKpCrQI/AAAAAAAAHWM/52DwvXmw3Ks/s320/DSC_1669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love parties, and a party involving these ladies is a "no brainer". Factor in a pimped out presidential suite in beautiful Park City-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTIkCNDRDss/Tqn67FnKsEI/AAAAAAAAHXA/s7adfOmvjzY/s1600/photo+2+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTIkCNDRDss/Tqn67FnKsEI/AAAAAAAAHXA/s7adfOmvjzY/s320/photo+2+%25281%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;deliciously splendid home made meals from each of the "families" that still have me daydreaming of their deliciousness-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;crazy games like "what's yours like" where insults and compliments flow with ease&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EpMd0XU10U/Tqn5v_cWaGI/AAAAAAAAHUw/a5ySsr7XowA/s320/DSC_1607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5350826132538397972?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5350826132538397972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5350826132538397972&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5350826132538397972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5350826132538397972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-freakin-weekend-baby-im-about-to.html' title='It&apos;s the freakin&apos; weekend baby, I&apos;m about to have me some fun.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWPtnIr_dEo/Tqn5n2oRXMI/AAAAAAAAHUg/DZd6QuvuLLM/s72-c/DSC_1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-4294432708424104594</id><published>2011-10-15T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:21:07.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's intuition, but some things you just don't question</title><content type='html'>I have a picture of my mother on a shelf in my entertainment center. I have never discussed with Q who this is a picture of and she has never asked. I guess I was waiting until she was older and able to comprehend...and I think I would cry to much. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as we were standing by the door ready to leave, Q picks up the picture frame and says "this is my grandma", with the biggest smile on her face. I looked at her. slightly confused, but with a smile and said "yes it is Q, and she loves you". It was all I could muster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-4294432708424104594?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4294432708424104594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=4294432708424104594&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/4294432708424104594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/4294432708424104594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/maybe-its-intuition-but-some-things-you.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s intuition, but some things you just don&apos;t question'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6251405821687174495</id><published>2011-10-15T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:52:34.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink</title><content type='html'>I've done some major blogging today. So check out September for my Disneyland updates (4 posts), and Q's field trip. and down this page for crafting and dress up blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still to come Earl Girl Weekend! (man, even Alysha beat me to posting about that...I am ashamed. haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6251405821687174495?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6251405821687174495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6251405821687174495&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6251405821687174495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6251405821687174495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-so-tired-my-mind-is-on-blink.html' title='I&apos;m so tired, my mind is on the blink'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-1381999865704099104</id><published>2011-10-15T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:46:16.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come with me, and you'll be In a world of pure imagination</title><content type='html'>Q loves her dress up bin. Every day she gets into it and plays around. Last year, for her birthday, my friend Vikki gave Q all her daughters old dance outfits...and they have been a hit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Q and her little princess photoshoot. She was being so cute, so I had to capture it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzdG_6f9GCY/TpnuUY6LvBI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/S-CD7PBRIfU/s1600/IMG_3817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzdG_6f9GCY/TpnuUY6LvBI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/S-CD7PBRIfU/s320/IMG_3817.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HyVm_A1m54o/TpnuWWVCNxI/AAAAAAAAHSY/edslqpI6gUU/s1600/IMG_3818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HyVm_A1m54o/TpnuWWVCNxI/AAAAAAAAHSY/edslqpI6gUU/s320/IMG_3818.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j72ZP6c5gIU/TpnuYj0Mz_I/AAAAAAAAHSg/Xe6IC_x7Pik/s1600/IMG_3819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j72ZP6c5gIU/TpnuYj0Mz_I/AAAAAAAAHSg/Xe6IC_x7Pik/s320/IMG_3819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XouxhojjZt4/TpnuazzYjUI/AAAAAAAAHSo/mUfk_1BbaBk/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XouxhojjZt4/TpnuazzYjUI/AAAAAAAAHSo/mUfk_1BbaBk/s320/IMG_3821.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agsgvGIM80E/TpnudyjDGTI/AAAAAAAAHSw/x0mbidmbTNI/s1600/IMG_3822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-agsgvGIM80E/TpnudyjDGTI/AAAAAAAAHSw/x0mbidmbTNI/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSprfjipqOw/Tpnuh2k7YPI/AAAAAAAAHTE/caA3P26VhEI/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSprfjipqOw/Tpnuh2k7YPI/AAAAAAAAHTE/caA3P26VhEI/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now that we have Elsie close by, she and Q get together for play dates and that dress up bin gets opened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sE2-T1c6BKY/TpnuyZ8k0DI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/8Kh1K_jbapI/s1600/IMG_3816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sE2-T1c6BKY/TpnuyZ8k0DI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/8Kh1K_jbapI/s320/IMG_3816.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFsv5o4GCUc/Tpnuzf2GL6I/AAAAAAAAHTY/nmcM_xZgSKE/s1600/IMG_3961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFsv5o4GCUc/Tpnuzf2GL6I/AAAAAAAAHTY/nmcM_xZgSKE/s320/IMG_3961.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls often take turns being the "princess" while the other asks for their autograph and takes a picture with them (think disneyland). and every few minutes they announce that "the princesses are coming out" and they parade out past Kim and I waving, as we wave and clap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every once in a while they'll put on their own parade with music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta love dress ups and imagination!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-1381999865704099104?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1381999865704099104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=1381999865704099104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1381999865704099104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1381999865704099104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/q-loves-her-dress-up-bin.html' title='Come with me, and you&apos;ll be In a world of pure imagination'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzdG_6f9GCY/TpnuUY6LvBI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/S-CD7PBRIfU/s72-c/IMG_3817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-8952370339455472355</id><published>2011-10-15T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:08:52.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody, when I paint my masterpiece</title><content type='html'>I like being crafty, but I don't like having to think of what to make.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Pinterest for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting my craft on. Its been a nice distraction from the everyday routine. Plus it gives me a sense of accomplishment and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlLsPSBXQ-4/TpnjhmoONpI/AAAAAAAAHOk/Gd0e-B1Pll4/s1600/IMG_4024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlLsPSBXQ-4/TpnjhmoONpI/AAAAAAAAHOk/Gd0e-B1Pll4/s320/IMG_4024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I painted these frames for Q's room to hang her school artwork. I need to make a few more to fill up the space (or add something else to this wall as well...I'm thinking about silhouettes) But Q loves pointing out her stuff, and it makes the house feel less messy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year Emily, Q, and I painted pumpkins for halloween instead of carving (the inside of pumpkins grosses me out). So this year I took it up a notch. I got these ideas from pinterest, and did what i could. Q thought they were awesome. I was pretty happy with the outcome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDlzuL_tUgc/Tpnknov1JJI/AAAAAAAAHPc/z-GDXkwCbsE/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDlzuL_tUgc/Tpnknov1JJI/AAAAAAAAHPc/z-GDXkwCbsE/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that's Mike Wasowski&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KP8IksyOlrU/TpnkpHYyA3I/AAAAAAAAHPg/TlQrkt7UCsA/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KP8IksyOlrU/TpnkpHYyA3I/AAAAAAAAHPg/TlQrkt7UCsA/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1LUC3ogB1cA/TpnkrGqaBwI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Gt-7QqxvGUo/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1LUC3ogB1cA/TpnkrGqaBwI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Gt-7QqxvGUo/s320/photo+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, Kimmie and I got together and made yarn wreaths for fall. I loved how mine turned out, and am now addicted to them. I already have my ideas for my winter, christmas, easter, and 4th of july ones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZhjOl27vuc/Tpnkp2RmWTI/AAAAAAAAHPo/SXgmNUZ73fg/s1600/photo+3+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZhjOl27vuc/Tpnkp2RmWTI/AAAAAAAAHPo/SXgmNUZ73fg/s320/photo+3+%25282%2529.JPG" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here it is on my door....love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKlHHWSiEhY/TpnknDYKQdI/AAAAAAAAHPU/cH459lp9lEw/s1600/IMG_4027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKlHHWSiEhY/TpnknDYKQdI/AAAAAAAAHPU/cH459lp9lEw/s320/IMG_4027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my fall/Halloween festive entrance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SS459lA6PSo/TpnnzaBuevI/AAAAAAAAHP8/xvII60yQlA8/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SS459lA6PSo/TpnnzaBuevI/AAAAAAAAHP8/xvII60yQlA8/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now since Q's hair styles mostly consist of headbands and flowers I thought I should try my hand at making my own flowers. So once again with the help of PInterest and my own skill and imagination I came up with these.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGFQ6CgyXZk/TpnoKQ44xwI/AAAAAAAAHQE/mTHTsVVFOm8/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGFQ6CgyXZk/TpnoKQ44xwI/AAAAAAAAHQE/mTHTsVVFOm8/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love them and they look super cute in Q's hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah for being crafty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-8952370339455472355?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8952370339455472355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=8952370339455472355&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8952370339455472355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/8952370339455472355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/someday-everything-is-gonna-be-smooth.html' title='Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody, when I paint my masterpiece'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlLsPSBXQ-4/TpnjhmoONpI/AAAAAAAAHOk/Gd0e-B1Pll4/s72-c/IMG_4024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-1433242759562059876</id><published>2011-10-01T00:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:45:06.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've seen the light. It's in my daughter's eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Qiana turned three!!&lt;/div&gt;There are times when I can't believe my baby is three years old, and then there are moments that i think "yep, she's definitely three".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was little miss Q's birthday. She has been super excited about it for a couple weeks now it was so cute to see her get so happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Kim and her crew were going to be out of town on Q's actual birthday, we decided to do a little something wednesday evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met at the Lehi Mcdonald's, had some dinner, let the girls run around and chit chatted for a bit. Elsie had made Q the cutest little card, and they got her a couple Disney figurine sets. Q was a fan! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we headed over to the Trafalga fun center for a couple hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sOTNYH-P10/Toap7GqvWtI/AAAAAAAAG_g/DCdx5Rkzn74/s1600/IMG_3993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sOTNYH-P10/Toap7GqvWtI/AAAAAAAAG_g/DCdx5Rkzn74/s320/IMG_3993.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9nrV2XLnc/Toap8Fy6AdI/AAAAAAAAG_k/H1emZUzfrI4/s1600/IMG_3996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9nrV2XLnc/Toap8Fy6AdI/AAAAAAAAG_k/H1emZUzfrI4/s320/IMG_3996.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls had fun on the rides, and Aaron got to take them both on the go carts. I think both of the girls quite enjoyed themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d6S6kdEuKEU/Toap-zL7mXI/AAAAAAAAG_o/dBs-v4UWUbs/s1600/IMG_4003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d6S6kdEuKEU/Toap-zL7mXI/AAAAAAAAG_o/dBs-v4UWUbs/s320/IMG_4003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWMFoxlFq-k/ToaqCfEcu2I/AAAAAAAAG_w/FqXfITmHrgY/s1600/IMG_4004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWMFoxlFq-k/ToaqCfEcu2I/AAAAAAAAG_w/FqXfITmHrgY/s320/IMG_4004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6eBZ-npDEZU/ToaqFJiM8BI/AAAAAAAAG_0/SOCFNT9kGDI/s1600/IMG_4005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6eBZ-npDEZU/ToaqFJiM8BI/AAAAAAAAG_0/SOCFNT9kGDI/s320/IMG_4005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls then played a couple games of the mini-bowling. Elsie was kind of an instant pro at it, and should be entering the pro circuit any day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6h8a1bKLGeE/ToaqMFAYjzI/AAAAAAAAHAA/pjtkrC9shTY/s1600/IMG_4010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6h8a1bKLGeE/ToaqMFAYjzI/AAAAAAAAHAA/pjtkrC9shTY/s320/IMG_4010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUgpwixZRtQ/ToaqO47wFhI/AAAAAAAAHAE/Oxw01h8Aqss/s1600/IMG_4012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SUgpwixZRtQ/ToaqO47wFhI/AAAAAAAAHAE/Oxw01h8Aqss/s320/IMG_4012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q was much slower in her games, and the group was thankfully patient. We then hit up a couple other arcade games, let the kids run around the play area, and turned in our tickets for some little toys (which Q lost about 1/2 of by the time we got home).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8ipbsJsjZE/ToapzuVcNFI/AAAAAAAAG_U/zbXjW4zKzZs/s1600/IMG_3989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8ipbsJsjZE/ToapzuVcNFI/AAAAAAAAG_U/zbXjW4zKzZs/s320/IMG_3989.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55K1ntwXV0o/Toap2NP-pqI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/nH65WGb8TPU/s1600/IMG_3990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55K1ntwXV0o/Toap2NP-pqI/AAAAAAAAG_Y/nH65WGb8TPU/s320/IMG_3990.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q had an amazing night and was so sad to say goodbye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning Q had school, but she was excited to go an tell everyone that it was her birthday (true story: when i went to go pick her up, i could hear her on the other side of the door saying over and over that it was her birthday, haha. yep, she's that annoying kid). While Q was at school, I decorated the house, wrapped her presents, and bought her her own large cupcake (i didn't have want to make anything this year that I would have to finish by myself).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Q walked in to balloons and a banner, and was so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHFg5uD5yZg/ToaqUENrmwI/AAAAAAAAHAY/T-JCycZtlwA/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHFg5uD5yZg/ToaqUENrmwI/AAAAAAAAHAY/T-JCycZtlwA/s320/photo+5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then she opened her presents. She got three sets of Disney princess squinkies, a fisher price doctor kit (i think this is her favorite present this year), a magnifying glass (which she has used repeatedly to look for clues), a jump rope (Elsie had one and Q wanted one too...of course), and a bunch of stuff for her dress up bin (all bought from the dollare store...gotta love it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeASzEtUmwE/ToaqSTnFeTI/AAAAAAAAHAI/Q2bsAc89CPc/s1600/IMG_4013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeASzEtUmwE/ToaqSTnFeTI/AAAAAAAAHAI/Q2bsAc89CPc/s320/IMG_4013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a solo version of Happy birthday, and a bunch of bites of her cupcake, we cuddled on the couch and watched Cinderella and Snow White.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KA7oRuiPx1Y/ToaqTv4al1I/AAAAAAAAHAU/jfeNKHZxz3Y/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KA7oRuiPx1Y/ToaqTv4al1I/AAAAAAAAHAU/jfeNKHZxz3Y/s320/photo+4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_07aEPEHxo/ToaqS004e8I/AAAAAAAAHAM/Ek0iqRYteXg/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_07aEPEHxo/ToaqS004e8I/AAAAAAAAHAM/Ek0iqRYteXg/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daHDCwGENsk/ToaqTQRHZBI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/cy1kajWMpv0/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daHDCwGENsk/ToaqTQRHZBI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/cy1kajWMpv0/s320/photo+3.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q is the best and most frustrating thing in my life. I love the heck out of her. She is sweet and funny and silly and smart. But she can definitely be feisty and crazy and lazy and stubborn. She is definitely an "only child" and likes things her way. We have our little battles, but they always end with her giving me the saddest face ever and just wanting to hug and kiss me. If we are apart for any length of time, the minute she sees me again she runs into my arms yelling "mommy, mommy, you're back. I love you", It is the best feeling in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other cute things she says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm sorry mommy I don't mean to"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I need something to eat. I need energy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"you're my family" (usually followed by singing "that's my family" from yo gabba gabba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I need to lay down, I need to relax"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"you're my mommy. you're my best friend'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"you're so beautiful" (as she softly rubs my face)-(I use to do the same thing to my mother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I want to watch a Qiana show"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"oh thank you, thank you so much" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q loves to be read to, and at night we lay in her bed and take turns telling our own stories. I love when I make up a story and the next night she tries to retell it in her own words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q loves to sing. especially disney songs. she can recognize about any of the songs on my disney mix and likes to yell out the movie title as soon as she can (i'm so proud). some of her favorites to sing come from Little Mermaid and Princess and the frog. (although she has been known to break out in a great version of 'little girls" from Annie.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q does love to learn, even if she doesn't catch on very quickly. she is willing to try and loves when she gets things right. I can tell that she actively seeks my approval, so I constantly give positive reinforcement and encouragement. She gets sad if she feels like she is disappointing me. She is sensitive soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is always full of great facial expressions. She gets so intense in her story telling. When playing dress up, she commits to her roles and makes me smile with the things she says and acts out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q isn't the best listener. It's something we are working on. she is easily distracted and often just says "sorry" when I tell her she is doing something wrong, but then instantly does it again. It is very frustrating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also has a hard time trying to talk when i am talking. especially when I am trying to teach her something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know that skit on SNL that Kirsten Wiig and Fred Armisen do on weekend update where they are that singing couple? It's basically one of them making up lyrics on the spot and the other is trying to sing along as if they know what the other person is going to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;( check it out: http://youtu.be/_-TSkboaU3A) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.....YEP, that's me and Q. It's really frustrating but inside quite hilarious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q also thinks she knows the words to every song ever invented, and will often start singing along making up her own words. Often times she at least catches on to the tune, so it's not a total mess. But funny nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q is interesting to me. On one side she is so sensitive, so cuddly, so in need of constant mommy attention and love....and on the other, she is full of&amp;nbsp;attitude. Full of independence. so sure she is fine and right that she is unwilling to accept my help or my support. I struggle with how to deal with this. I want her to be tough, to be a strong person, someone who can take care of herself. I don't want her to be too dependent on me, on anyone. But she needs to learn when to calm down, when to know she is wrong, when to let mommy help her. A couple months ago she decided that she would put her own shoes on from now on. She couldn't even tell if they were on the wrong feet, and when I try and correct her she just gets so mad. It's gotten a little better..she at least switches the shoes when I point on they are on the wrong feet. but i can't go anywhere near them, or she freaks out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She can throw the biggest fits. It's actually quite an art form. She'll turn her back to you, cross her arms in a furious huff, and angrily declare "I'm mad" (as if there was a question). You can try to talk to her, try to touch her, try to even get close...but it won't work. she is mad and she isn't going to take it anymore. I tell ya, this girl has some attitude (and a flair for the theatrics)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlu7vvTdlZM/Toa2M_ywA8I/AAAAAAAAHAo/jZXjfqIogMo/s1600/california_2011_050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlu7vvTdlZM/Toa2M_ywA8I/AAAAAAAAHAo/jZXjfqIogMo/s320/california_2011_050.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ugd15IKgqRE/Toa2Nmi4kWI/AAAAAAAAHAs/TLu3MPxithI/s1600/california_2011_051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ugd15IKgqRE/Toa2Nmi4kWI/AAAAAAAAHAs/TLu3MPxithI/s320/california_2011_051.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this is Q throwing a fit for Kim at Disneyland-Kim tried to get a picture from the front but she literally turned her body around and threw her fit in the other direction)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet and Sour. That's my Q. And I'm not sure I would have it any other way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Through it all I know that Q and I were meant to be together. She makes me a better person. She makes me more patient, more kind, more loving, more supportive of others. When life seems hard, she is the one thing that keeps me going. She makes me smile constantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is my Q.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoZxkdRQd_4/ToazXT_9OVI/AAAAAAAAHAk/QIE632EgNUk/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoZxkdRQd_4/ToazXT_9OVI/AAAAAAAAHAk/QIE632EgNUk/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-1433242759562059876?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1433242759562059876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=1433242759562059876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1433242759562059876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1433242759562059876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-seen-light-its-in-my-daughters-eyes.html' title='I&apos;ve seen the light. It&apos;s in my daughter&apos;s eyes'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sOTNYH-P10/Toap7GqvWtI/AAAAAAAAG_g/DCdx5Rkzn74/s72-c/IMG_3993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5761707539777559553</id><published>2011-09-27T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:32:35.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oooh oooh ooh I'm on fire</title><content type='html'>Q had her first field trip for school, and I went as a chaperone. We all walked the kids a little over a block down to the fire station, where we learned about fire safety and got to tour the garage and the trucks. It was fun, informative, and so cute to watch the kids get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSeXyDscQ8A/TpnskSYVogI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/CPSvs-MV5hA/s1600/IMG_3970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSeXyDscQ8A/TpnskSYVogI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/CPSvs-MV5hA/s320/IMG_3970.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;q practicing her "stop,drop,and roll"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA2tPI4uJY0/TpnsmkkO8UI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/ASv56G-z0FE/s1600/IMG_3972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA2tPI4uJY0/TpnsmkkO8UI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/ASv56G-z0FE/s320/IMG_3972.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPmESdIyyCc/Tpnso-ttD2I/AAAAAAAAHRE/qY3dzJ_5gfA/s1600/IMG_3973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gPmESdIyyCc/Tpnso-ttD2I/AAAAAAAAHRE/qY3dzJ_5gfA/s320/IMG_3973.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kids crawling under the smoke to safety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZUKI_IbiTk/TpnsrRnE-eI/AAAAAAAAHRM/mb3T9wO0bAw/s1600/IMG_3977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZUKI_IbiTk/TpnsrRnE-eI/AAAAAAAAHRM/mb3T9wO0bAw/s320/IMG_3977.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rmpi8jqzvj4/TpnsvInEACI/AAAAAAAAHRU/7u7equ7UP7k/s1600/IMG_3978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rmpi8jqzvj4/TpnsvInEACI/AAAAAAAAHRU/7u7equ7UP7k/s320/IMG_3978.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guLmpEyxbn4/TpnsyhM9nCI/AAAAAAAAHRg/uIFBYv0mDKI/s1600/IMG_3980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-guLmpEyxbn4/TpnsyhM9nCI/AAAAAAAAHRg/uIFBYv0mDKI/s320/IMG_3980.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aw3bTKiyH_E/Tpns2RIuzSI/AAAAAAAAHRo/dsKj7sAsxWY/s1600/IMG_3981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aw3bTKiyH_E/Tpns2RIuzSI/AAAAAAAAHRo/dsKj7sAsxWY/s320/IMG_3981.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb0vFhoaJew/Tpns6MLo_LI/AAAAAAAAHRw/IoBncsv6AUk/s1600/IMG_3985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb0vFhoaJew/Tpns6MLo_LI/AAAAAAAAHRw/IoBncsv6AUk/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YT_JQ7rGWFE/Tpns9nRNfZI/AAAAAAAAHR8/D4444wt3lrk/s1600/IMG_3986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YT_JQ7rGWFE/Tpns9nRNfZI/AAAAAAAAHR8/D4444wt3lrk/s320/IMG_3986.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHWjPmr11qA/TpntBOoIadI/AAAAAAAAHSE/9rzz9E8WqPY/s1600/IMG_3988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHWjPmr11qA/TpntBOoIadI/AAAAAAAAHSE/9rzz9E8WqPY/s320/IMG_3988.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I am available to attend these trips with Q and be involved with her life. I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5761707539777559553?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5761707539777559553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5761707539777559553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5761707539777559553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5761707539777559553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/oooh-oooh-ooh-im-on-fire.html' title='oooh oooh ooh I&apos;m on fire'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSeXyDscQ8A/TpnskSYVogI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/CPSvs-MV5hA/s72-c/IMG_3970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6201496578988654684</id><published>2011-09-24T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:25:59.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You got to live and learn. you got to live and learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little Q started preschool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmHGCcrKjdE/Tn64f9TVEVI/AAAAAAAAG_I/UhcFm3Tlva8/s1600/307434_10150797697265080_745545079_20864146_915858136_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmHGCcrKjdE/Tn64f9TVEVI/AAAAAAAAG_I/UhcFm3Tlva8/s320/307434_10150797697265080_745545079_20864146_915858136_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was and is so excited about it. She loves to play with kids, and considers them all her &lt;br /&gt;"friends". I think the social part of school may be her favorite part (like someone else I know), but she is enjoying learning as well...and is super excited to show me all her drawings when I pick her up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not gonna lie, I like the break as well. It's amazing how much work or errands I can get done in those few hours, leaving me more time to hang out when she is home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has her first field trip this week. We are going to the Fire Station a few blocks down from her school, and I can't wait. She is going to love it. And I am so excited that I am able to go with her. Oh the joys of parenthood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Along with the academics she is also learning dance and singing, and will have performances throughout the year and a recital at the end of the year. I can't even contain my excitement for this, and totally know that I will be crying like a baby during her first performance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sidenote: Since we are talking about school, I thought I would get some advice from you all. Q is having a hard time learning and remembering her letters. I try to go through them each day with her. Pointing them out, going through the sounds, etc. We read books every day, and I try to point out words and letters in everything we do. But she just isn't quite getting it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is this something I should be worried about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is there tricks that I should know?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know that last year I was worried about her not knowing her colors, and now she is a pro, so I don't know if this is the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her vocabulary and conversational skills are outstanding, and she isn't short on words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so advice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6201496578988654684?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6201496578988654684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6201496578988654684&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6201496578988654684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6201496578988654684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-got-to-live-and-learn-you-got-to.html' title='You got to live and learn. you got to live and learn.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmHGCcrKjdE/Tn64f9TVEVI/AAAAAAAAG_I/UhcFm3Tlva8/s72-c/307434_10150797697265080_745545079_20864146_915858136_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-362612562984369297</id><published>2011-09-20T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:16:44.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me or leave me</title><content type='html'>Binky update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q slept thru her first night relatively well. she woke up a couple times in the beginning, but after some snuggling she went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the next morning I was feeling good about things. Q went the whole morning without even mentionning her binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday afternoon Q found her binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. it was just as awful as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dear girl had volunteered to find mommy's shoes in the front closet, and she came out with her binky. aghhh. I had looked in the closet. twice. Although, I will admit that since there was only 3 pairs of shoes in there, I didn't get down on the ground and really search...I thought a good eye looking would have seen something. Apparently the little bugger was probably hiding under one of my overturned flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q was so excited. she was sure her new monster friend had returned her binky. I tried to quickly comeback with a "I think maybe he just accidentally dropped it, but he still needs your binky very badly". she quickly screamed "I NEED MY BINKY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to calm her down. I took the binky and put it in my pocket. I told her that she didn't need it, and that the monster just dropped it. She kept trying to get in my pocket, crying, wanting her binky. This whole scene looked very similar to a feening crack addict attacking a dealer. As I was trying to calm Q down, I managed to make my way over to the kitchen and slyly putting the binky on one of the high pantry shelves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple minutes of crying later, I acted like I was going to give her the binky from my pocket. "uh-oh, the binky is gone!". I then played out a whole scene of trying to find the binky again. "where did it go? it was just here in my pocket". Q had stopped crying and was searching with me. Then I said "maybe the monster has magic powers and took the binky again?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a starburst to make her smile, and the rest of the day we complained about that darn monster who took her binky AGAIN! She added to the story by saying that he came to earth to take her binky back to his planet, to give to a witch or possibly put it into a machine (the story varied with her). She was sad about the binky loss, but knew that the monster apparently really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since thrown the binky in the dumpster never to return again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-362612562984369297?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/362612562984369297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=362612562984369297&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/362612562984369297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/362612562984369297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-me-or-leave-me.html' title='Take me or leave me'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6626891037504080822</id><published>2011-09-18T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:11:23.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right. If being right means being without you i'd rather live a wrong doing life</title><content type='html'>Q is coming up on 3 years old, and that means it was time to get rid of the binky. (yes, i chose to wait until after disneyland to take it away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;side story: One of Q's binkies feel into the water at California Adventure. She was devastated. I didn't know how I was going to handle the rest of the day with no binky. Luckily a few hours later, when I went into my backpack to get a snack, I noticed the last remaining binky. phew! q was good for the rest of the day, but man, every time we walked past the water she would say "the ducks stole my binky". yeah, this girl doesn't forget anything, and really holds on to the grudges.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I spent a lot of time researching different ideas. The binky fairy, letting it go in a balloon, stuffing it in a bear, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had settled on playing up the binky fairy. A beautiful fairy that would come into her room the night before her 3rd birthday, and take her binky(that she lays under her pillow) away, leaving a new toy in exchange. The binky fairy then takes the special binky to a baby in a far away place.&amp;nbsp; I had Q sold on the idea. I even found&amp;nbsp; a video online of&amp;nbsp; a "binky fairy" talking to the kids, telling them that she will be coming soon. Q loved it. She wanted to watch the video over and over. I had talked to her about what present she wanted the fairy to bring her. Q was excited to give her binky to another baby. I was relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today she lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked everywhere. We live in a two bedroom condo...not a whole lot of space...and yet I can't find it anywhere. Q is devastated. I have searched every inch of this place. I can't find it. We have no more back up binkies. Q finally said "maybe a monster took it" (she has a very active imagination, and monsters have been a recent fascination for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the last day of the binky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a very long day. Lots of ups and downs. She'll forget about the binky for maybe 10 minutes, and then break down like she had just lost it. She was very mad that the monster took it, cause now she couldn't give it to a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took forever for her to go to sleep for her nap. I let her cry it out. Once she was asleep she slept for her normal 2.5-3 hours. but the minute she awoke she was sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was asleep, I wrote a note as the monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbjRcxo70Cg/TnazhDMUpaI/AAAAAAAAG-c/k6L-WanxruU/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbjRcxo70Cg/TnazhDMUpaI/AAAAAAAAG-c/k6L-WanxruU/s320/photo.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and put it outside her door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the initial "fit" when she first awoke. I brought in the present that was left by her door. I read her the note. She smiled. and ate her candy. She was happy. for 2 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then she wanted to speak to this "monster". the one who so rudely had stolen her binky. I told her that maybe she could talk to her later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All evening it's been a series of okay moments, and complete devastation. She keeps saying that maybe her Dora doll can help her find the binky tomorrow....(doubt it Q).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think we have a tough road ahead of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did call the "monster" tonight (kimmy) and q got to thank her for the candies, and tell her to take care of her binky. The monster apologized again, but told Q that she was a big girl and she'd be okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q wasn't totally convinced. She did say after the call "ah, the monster's my friend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but a few minutes later she was crying about her binky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a feeling this pattern of up and down will be a recurring theme for the next oh...20 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. my biggest fear is the minute she is finally okay with no binky life, the darn thing will resurface. It's gonna haunt me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6626891037504080822?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6626891037504080822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6626891037504080822&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6626891037504080822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6626891037504080822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-loving-you-is-wrong-i-dont-wanna-be.html' title='If loving you is wrong I don&apos;t wanna be right. If being right means being without you i&apos;d rather live a wrong doing life'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbjRcxo70Cg/TnazhDMUpaI/AAAAAAAAG-c/k6L-WanxruU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-2534476746795122804</id><published>2011-09-13T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:41:07.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream is a wish your heart makes...</title><content type='html'>It had been two years since our last trip to disneyland, and it took every ounce of self restraint not to get down there before now, but we waited and the trip was amazing. We had Jared and his crew, Kim and her crew, me and the Q, and Mitch was even able to fly out for a few days and and hang out with us. It was so much fun. all of the kids were at the best age and it was so great to see the parks through their eyes. Our family is already huge fans of the D-land, but visiting with kids makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;Now in order to get through this potentially long blog post with some sanity (for both me the writer and you the reader) I will split it into 4 separate posts (1. The characters 2. the rides 3. The family 4. the beach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsDKbtrSZSI/TpnhkAi6LEI/AAAAAAAAHOc/YqI7sx1AHlI/s1600/232323232-fp73432-nu%253D58-3--36-258-WSNRCG%253D344965%253B--5349nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsDKbtrSZSI/TpnhkAi6LEI/AAAAAAAAHOc/YqI7sx1AHlI/s320/232323232-fp73432-nu%253D58-3--36-258-WSNRCG%253D344965%253B--5349nu0mrj.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-2534476746795122804?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2534476746795122804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=2534476746795122804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2534476746795122804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2534476746795122804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/dream-is-wish-your-heart-makes.html' title='A dream is a wish your heart makes...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsDKbtrSZSI/TpnhkAi6LEI/AAAAAAAAHOc/YqI7sx1AHlI/s72-c/232323232-fp73432-nu%253D58-3--36-258-WSNRCG%253D344965%253B--5349nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5586589155653388065</id><published>2011-09-13T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:10:00.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go surfin' now  Everybody's learning how. Come on and safari with me</title><content type='html'>One of the days of the trip we all went and hit up the beach at Corona Del Mar. I am torn with my opinion on the beach. I love looking out at the water, and having the waves hit my legs. But i HATE sand. I hate it. I hate the cleaning up process. i hate that is gets everywhere. But Q loves playing in the sand, and loves the water. So I sat in a chair or stood by the water, trying to stay as clean as possible, and just prayed that the cleaning up process on Q wouldn't hurt too much.&lt;br /&gt;But the beach was gorgeous. and everybody had so much fun in the water, and playing in the sand. 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now  Everybody&apos;s learning how. Come on and safari with me'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PdZT5-0bf4/TpncbJg8blI/AAAAAAAAHI4/pS3NF7ev0NQ/s72-c/cali_2011_041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-932998183895909438</id><published>2011-09-13T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T18:53:23.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll be in my heart</title><content type='html'>Disneyland is awesome. But sharing Disneyland with your family is even better. It was a great trip, and everyone could feel the love. Carson was such a great older cousin, letting the little girls bug him. Mitch was a great fun uncle riding the rides with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;The three little girls played so well together while the adults took turns riding the bigger rides. They were adorable and so much fun. Plus they even got on the same napping schedule, which is made pretty nice during the day.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqmgr5vjeO8/TpnhVIotPLI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/-U2M6Fsu1rE/s1600/232323232-fp733-6-nu%253D58-3--36-258-WSNRCG%253D344963-%253B8%253B349nu0mrj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqmgr5vjeO8/TpnhVIotPLI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/-U2M6Fsu1rE/s320/232323232-fp733-6-nu%253D58-3--36-258-WSNRCG%253D344963-%253B8%253B349nu0mrj.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We were planning on buying all the little girls a matching minnie shirt, and Kaiya got a cute pink one. Then, Lindsay came up with the idea to make these cute minnie hair accessories. 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Even the slightly scary ones that her slightly older cousins weren't too fond of (Snow White, Pinocchio, Mr Toad). I even took her on the Matterhorn, and she said "that was fun" as we were finishing. But her favorites were Small World, Buzz Lightyear, Monsters inc, Little Mermaid, the carousel, and Dumbo. &amp;nbsp;We hit up the rides as many times as we could, and yet even today i feel unsatisfied and that we need to go back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nbkhIFfThQ/TpnWhprpNbI/AAAAAAAAHGM/xt7MCSPhgf0/s1600/california_2011_027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nbkhIFfThQ/TpnWhprpNbI/AAAAAAAAHGM/xt7MCSPhgf0/s320/california_2011_027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaYksKtL7s8/TpnWiL2EGXI/AAAAAAAAHGU/kIvzzV-L71I/s1600/california_2011_061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaYksKtL7s8/TpnWiL2EGXI/AAAAAAAAHGU/kIvzzV-L71I/s320/california_2011_061.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Overall, the kids were really good when it came to "waiting" in line (luckily we didn't have many long lines), but during one of our longer waits this is what Q ended up looking like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0Kt0XgoG20/TpnXmL9LIqI/AAAAAAAAHIE/IzWbnxgA6RY/s1600/IMG_3845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j0Kt0XgoG20/TpnXmL9LIqI/AAAAAAAAHIE/IzWbnxgA6RY/s320/IMG_3845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 of Disneyland we finally figured out that we could use Mitch's "condition' to get a free pass for the rides. It was awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKtCGQFKwAQ/TpnZkBhkzII/AAAAAAAAHIo/GEsk56RxIpQ/s1600/292820_10150795768125080_745545079_20848195_349565919_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKtCGQFKwAQ/TpnZkBhkzII/AAAAAAAAHIo/GEsk56RxIpQ/s320/292820_10150795768125080_745545079_20848195_349565919_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also hit up any parades, shows, or firework shows that we could. 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It became a goal to find every character and we were on high alert looking around for crowds and characters. We had cameras, autograph books, and pens easily accessible, and got quite the routine figured out for optimal efficiency. But it was awesome. The girls loved it, and Q still looks through her book every day. When we got back I got all the pictures we took with the characters printed out and glued them into her autograph book next to the signatures. I am quite proud how awesome it is, and how much Q loves it.&lt;br /&gt;Q was pretty excited to meet all the characters, and enjoyed getting the pictures. it was fascinating to see her apprehension when it came to the non costume male characters (such as Aladdin, Terrence, and Flynn). She didn't get too close to them. It is so crazy though cause she loves boys. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xre0SCmS5hU/TpnTGhWy2CI/AAAAAAAAHE4/SbGjSikMcVY/s320/IMG_3947.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year we also splurged and did a character breakfast with the kids. It was an all you can eat breakfast buffet at goofy's kitchen. I'm so glad we did it. 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&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUN:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-AMAZING RACE&lt;br /&gt;8:00-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;THE GOOD WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PAN AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MON:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-THE SING OFF, HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER, GOSSIP GIRL&lt;br /&gt;8:00-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HART OF DIXIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00-CASTLE, HAWAII 5-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUE:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-GLEE&lt;br /&gt;8:00-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NEW GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00-PARENTHOOD, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;UNFORGETTABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-SURVIVOR&lt;br /&gt;8:00-ANTM, CRIMINAL MINDS, MODERN FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;9:00-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;UP ALL NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;, LAW AND ORDER SVU, LUTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THU:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-COMMUNITY&lt;br /&gt;7:30-PARKS AND REC&lt;br /&gt;8:00-GREY'S ANATOMY, THE OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;8:30-&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WHITNEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00-IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY, THE MENTALIST, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PRIME SUSPECT&lt;/span&gt;, PRIVATE PRACTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI:&lt;br /&gt;7:00-NIKITA&lt;br /&gt;8:00-CSI:NY&lt;br /&gt;9:00-BLUE BLOODS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER ADDS: HOUSE, PSYCH, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ONCE UPON A TIME&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ALLEN GREGORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MID-SEASON ADDS: 30 ROCK, COUGAR TOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; INDICATES NEW SHOW TO MY LINE-UP AND THUS MAY OR MAY NOT STAY ON THE SCHEDULE FOR THE WHOLE SEASON) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-9199681425358513217?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/9199681425358513217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=9199681425358513217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/9199681425358513217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/9199681425358513217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-feels-so-good-to-be-back.html' title='It feels so good to be back...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5751402310951735595</id><published>2011-08-30T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:14:26.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm doin just fine. getting along very well....</title><content type='html'>Life has been the same each day. Nothing really that new. I work. Hang out with Q. We hit up parks, pools, libraries, run errands, and play outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the month we moved into our own place, and I love it. It took a couple days to get everything organized, but now we are just chillin. We are renting a two bedroom condo in south orem. It has great freeway access, and since it's on the bottom floor, we can just open up the screen door and hang out on the patio and play in the grass.&amp;nbsp; It makes us both very happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Kim and the crew moved down, and we've been able to hang out with them a few times. Q loves it. I think she gets sick of mommy time, and wants friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SkPIVH0AkQU/Tl2W35FqPrI/AAAAAAAAG9k/TU0DSZnWdus/s1600/339260_10150766424750080_745545079_20541594_7664841_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SkPIVH0AkQU/Tl2W35FqPrI/AAAAAAAAG9k/TU0DSZnWdus/s320/339260_10150766424750080_745545079_20541594_7664841_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q will start preschool in a couple weeks, and I am so excited for her. She is going to love it. Along with the academic stuff she will also have dance and singing. She has a few performances throughout the year and a recital at the end, so you know this mama is gonna be so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super stoked for the fall tv schedule to start up. I'm working on my tv lineup. There are a couple shows that I have seen ads for that I want to try and work into my schedule. I'll post my line-up when I get it figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th season of Dexter came out on DVD. I was lucky enough to have my brother Mitch send me the blu-ray discs he bought. I finished the season in two days. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else watch "the sing-off"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="347" id="NBC Video Widget" src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/widget/widget.html?vid=1349547" width="512"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...super excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to check-in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5751402310951735595?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5751402310951735595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5751402310951735595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5751402310951735595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5751402310951735595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-doin-just-fine-getting-along-very.html' title='I&apos;m doin just fine. getting along very well....'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SkPIVH0AkQU/Tl2W35FqPrI/AAAAAAAAG9k/TU0DSZnWdus/s72-c/339260_10150766424750080_745545079_20541594_7664841_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-3827085565259022991</id><published>2011-08-15T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:57:28.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me</title><content type='html'>So we have a little situation here, so I thought I would take it to the streets and see what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q has always been a big binky fan. Which has been nice. At around 1.5 years I was able to ween her down to only using the binky when she napped or at night. It worked rather successfully. When she would wake, she would hand over the binky, and not another word was said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since our move, we have gone in serious reverse, and she wants the thing ALL THE TIME! and has thrown some major tantrums as a result of me saying "no".&amp;nbsp; I plan to take away the binky at age 3 (next month), but I don't know what to do in the meantime.&amp;nbsp; I cannot stand it when she talks with the binky in (a.it's hard to understand her and b.I have a fear it will affect her speech), so I try and make her take it out when she is talking...but that only works about 50% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the dilemma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I quit fighting her, and just let her have it whenever she wants and then take it away next month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I keep my stance on "when sleeping only" for the next bit, and take it away completely at 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I just take it away completely now, and deal with the tantrums (since I am getting them anyway)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice or thoughts are greatly appreciated! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-3827085565259022991?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3827085565259022991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=3827085565259022991&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3827085565259022991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3827085565259022991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-leave-me-now-youll-take-away.html' title='If you leave me now, you&apos;ll take away the biggest part of me'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6678303357878570266</id><published>2011-08-15T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:46:17.955-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the birds, tuppence a bag, Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other evening, Q and I went to a cute park near our house. She was super excited about feeding the ducks and playing on the toys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znH_CAOXL4k/TklbFiROKgI/AAAAAAAAG8k/n5bK4CIHYVo/s1600/226013_10150748540665080_745545079_20319340_4411800_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znH_CAOXL4k/TklbFiROKgI/AAAAAAAAG8k/n5bK4CIHYVo/s320/226013_10150748540665080_745545079_20319340_4411800_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She laughed every time she threw a piece of bread into the water, and was so happy when the ducks would eat it.&amp;nbsp; She had absolutely no aim, but was really happy when the bread would land in different spots so all the ducks could have some food.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e0E7kRVq6o/TklbGwT3YdI/AAAAAAAAG8w/1djgdPiwy-Y/s1600/294877_10150748540800080_745545079_20319347_2464791_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e0E7kRVq6o/TklbGwT3YdI/AAAAAAAAG8w/1djgdPiwy-Y/s320/294877_10150748540800080_745545079_20319347_2464791_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't bring nearly enough bread (bad mom), but she had fun nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the ducks, we went over to the playground and rode the swings for bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qy-k7nrEnuE/TklbGYXg5JI/AAAAAAAAG8s/wsBsmRU_Oao/s1600/294627_10150748540565080_745545079_20319338_5824762_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qy-k7nrEnuE/TklbGYXg5JI/AAAAAAAAG8s/wsBsmRU_Oao/s320/294627_10150748540565080_745545079_20319338_5824762_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then she found a cute little "friend" and played on the big toy for a long while. climbing the stairs, going up and down on the slides. She was in heaven. Plus, another little family, had a couple small dogs there, and Q just loved petting them. She even got crouched down, patting her legs and calling them "Sandy...come here Sandy, come here Sandy" (In her mind all dogs are named Sandy...thanks Annie).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good little evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-362MoUKgVSw/TklbGNElXHI/AAAAAAAAG8o/xKXkjQo3bcM/s1600/292707_10150748540430080_745545079_20319335_2906179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-362MoUKgVSw/TklbGNElXHI/AAAAAAAAG8o/xKXkjQo3bcM/s320/292707_10150748540430080_745545079_20319335_2906179_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6678303357878570266?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6678303357878570266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6678303357878570266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6678303357878570266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6678303357878570266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/feed-birds-tuppence-bag-tuppence.html' title='Feed the birds, tuppence a bag, Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znH_CAOXL4k/TklbFiROKgI/AAAAAAAAG8k/n5bK4CIHYVo/s72-c/226013_10150748540665080_745545079_20319340_4411800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-2516992559639165673</id><published>2011-08-12T12:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T12:13:39.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>work..cover girl...work it girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://childrensplace.promo.eprize.com/model/:b=firefox5/?cid=p1core-tbx05.f.1800%2Fb21c4%2F1dd%2Fec02b1fb.88780fab0dd31351369ea21f64bbc575#.TkVsrt-Np1Y.blogger"&gt;PLACEkids Model Search&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;id#&lt;span style="color: #171c74; font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;60674 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; free money and clothes?  heck yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; don't worry, if Q becomes famous we won't forget about you. haha :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-2516992559639165673?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2516992559639165673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=2516992559639165673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2516992559639165673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/2516992559639165673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/workcover-girlwork-it-girl.html' title='work..cover girl...work it girl...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5580062521212389643</id><published>2011-08-02T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:40:00.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just like me, they long to be, close to you.</title><content type='html'>I've mentioned before, that Q is my little shadow. If I'm around, she doesn't like to be too far away. So when it's time for me to work, she is quick to set up her own little station next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsoSEPAw1Q4/TjbXtclVI8I/AAAAAAAAG7Y/z-3SyBnzy18/s1600/IMG_3765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsoSEPAw1Q4/TjbXtclVI8I/AAAAAAAAG7Y/z-3SyBnzy18/s320/IMG_3765.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q is a big fan of play doh, and I won some serious "good mom" points when I made this little rose for her. I guess all those hours watching cake decorating shows, gave me a good eye for play doh flowers. hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sL5lBm3fMUo/TjbZFXn1myI/AAAAAAAAG7g/aJ336YToZr8/s1600/IMG_3753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sL5lBm3fMUo/TjbZFXn1myI/AAAAAAAAG7g/aJ336YToZr8/s320/IMG_3753.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3Sf9BEbqyE/TjbZHSJBDHI/AAAAAAAAG7k/MKWfo8htIZs/s1600/IMG_3756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3Sf9BEbqyE/TjbZHSJBDHI/AAAAAAAAG7k/MKWfo8htIZs/s320/IMG_3756.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qR6UEhzQSh8/TjbZRDDhR5I/AAAAAAAAG7s/3wzBctMc1H8/s1600/IMG_3764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qR6UEhzQSh8/TjbZRDDhR5I/AAAAAAAAG7s/3wzBctMc1H8/s320/IMG_3764.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of cute flowers, look at this adorable flower clip Q got from Piper. We had a fun play date with Piper and her daughter Harper, and not only did I leave with some great samples of some products Piper makes, but Q got this adorable flower clip. She was holding that thing the whole drive home. Rubbing it on her face, and saying "so cute. She gave it to me. How nice!". It was so cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efH1aWtkSQY/Tjbaqh5vWzI/AAAAAAAAG70/YdFuceKdeSA/s1600/IMG_3777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-efH1aWtkSQY/Tjbaqh5vWzI/AAAAAAAAG70/YdFuceKdeSA/s320/IMG_3777.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5580062521212389643?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5580062521212389643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5580062521212389643&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5580062521212389643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5580062521212389643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-like-me-they-long-to-be-close-to.html' title='just like me, they long to be, close to you.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsoSEPAw1Q4/TjbXtclVI8I/AAAAAAAAG7Y/z-3SyBnzy18/s72-c/IMG_3765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-1754227917470990517</id><published>2011-08-01T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T10:40:21.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient. Though the specifics might be vague.</title><content type='html'>Every summer SLC hosts a Twilight Concert Series (not affiliated with those vampire books) in Pioneer Park. It's a free concert with vendors stationed around the edges. &amp;nbsp;One Thursday, I headed up to the concert with Cali, Joey, and Shane. I'm always down for concerts, and the appeal of "free" made it a must. &amp;nbsp;We got there, parked near the park in a sweet free parking space Shane knew about, walked to the park where we set our chairs and blankets up in a decent spot under a tree and far enough away from the stage to avoid the real concert craziness, then headed over to get something to eat outside the park. &amp;nbsp;Shane and I got something at this Thai place while Cali and Joey shared a delicious sandwich from Bruges waffles and frites. it was pretty hot out, but once the sun went down a bit, it made for a perfect night. &lt;br /&gt;After dinner we headed back to our spot, to talk and people watch until the concert started. It was so much fun! There was a such an eclectic group of people there, and some real "gems" to stare at. It was the perfect idea to bring chairs, cause we could sit or stand, and just relax while we listened to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ih86nyLU-jE/TjbUcQqX3TI/AAAAAAAAG60/-dz9VtV66y8/s1600/11+trio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ih86nyLU-jE/TjbUcQqX3TI/AAAAAAAAG60/-dz9VtV66y8/s320/11+trio.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this is possibly the worst angle for me, but I love the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HGLpQWqtXs/TjbUeWhABUI/AAAAAAAAG64/jrRg0dfzaXc/s1600/IMG_3772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HGLpQWqtXs/TjbUeWhABUI/AAAAAAAAG64/jrRg0dfzaXc/s320/IMG_3772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1OUJ7fDduDE/TjbUgfA1vuI/AAAAAAAAG68/THeGlXyBEuY/s1600/IMG_3773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1OUJ7fDduDE/TjbUgfA1vuI/AAAAAAAAG68/THeGlXyBEuY/s320/IMG_3773.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(cousins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xj7-NYv8fso/TjbUl1aL9lI/AAAAAAAAG7I/SonXbJ5MdMs/s1600/IMG_3775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xj7-NYv8fso/TjbUl1aL9lI/AAAAAAAAG7I/SonXbJ5MdMs/s320/IMG_3775.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I thought the evergreen tree background was so fitting for them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s928NvnFKgg/TjbWWTYMKlI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/eH2FB3awLyM/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s928NvnFKgg/TjbWWTYMKlI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/eH2FB3awLyM/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(aren't they cute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgyCYpWJLvg/TjbWXDlrE2I/AAAAAAAAG7U/BTzoxBxMP8o/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgyCYpWJLvg/TjbWXDlrE2I/AAAAAAAAG7U/BTzoxBxMP8o/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(it was a jam packed park)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the bands were from the Portland area, which apparently has a big up and coming music scene, and I enjoyed both acts. The opening band was Typhoon, and the lead singer had a very cool and interesting voice. I really liked them. &amp;nbsp;The main act, and the one that Shane/Cali/Joey were excited to see was the decemberists. &amp;nbsp;I had a heard a couple of their songs before, and have since downloaded a bunch. &amp;nbsp;They were really good, and sounded great live. they did two encores, which was cool, cause the second encore was Cali's favorite song, and she was so excited she got to hear it! &amp;nbsp;After the concert it didn't take long to walk back to our car, and head out. &amp;nbsp;funny side story: on the way out, we saw a fight in front of the homeless shelter. and yes...we totally pulled over to we could watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great ending. &amp;nbsp;what a great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-1754227917470990517?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1754227917470990517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=1754227917470990517&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1754227917470990517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1754227917470990517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-well-remember-this-when-we-are-old.html' title='And we&apos;ll remember this when we are old and ancient. Though the specifics might be vague.'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ih86nyLU-jE/TjbUcQqX3TI/AAAAAAAAG60/-dz9VtV66y8/s72-c/11+trio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-4860977002570208779</id><published>2011-07-28T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T12:14:44.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Move...get out the way...get out the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="gE iv gt"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="cf gJ"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="gF gK"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="cf ix"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="gH"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="gH"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I  know it may feel like just yesterday that some of you came to my aid in helping  me unpack a moving truck...but it's that time again. (feel free to  grumble and groan a bit).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My time at kelsey and jon's has been awesome, but I have found a place of my own and am excited to really get settled in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate moving as much as anybody, so this should be the last time for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it should be relatively easy...well as far as moving goes. We  will just be packing up the storage shed (on 800 north in Orem) and moving into the apt (off geneva road in south Orem) and  there are ABSOLUTELY NO STAIRS! see how nice that sounds?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning my move for&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; friday august 5th&lt;/b&gt; around 6pm?&amp;nbsp; hopefully this works for people. (fingers crossed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really shouldn't take but a couple hours (at that).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much if you can help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-4860977002570208779?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4860977002570208779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=4860977002570208779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/4860977002570208779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/4860977002570208779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/moveget-out-wayget-out-way.html' title='Move...get out the way...get out the way...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6830379205417801569</id><published>2011-07-15T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T13:04:38.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And I come to give you more and I will never give you less</title><content type='html'>So I just did about 4 or 5 posts to catch me up for the last couple of months. Some are posted in May-July, so you might have to look for them, if you care that is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-6830379205417801569?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6830379205417801569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=6830379205417801569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6830379205417801569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/6830379205417801569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-i-come-to-give-you-more-and-i-will.html' title='And I come to give you more and I will never give you less'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5117756396031366501</id><published>2011-07-14T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:03:26.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about me for a minute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well baby Q is becoming quite the fun and crazy toddler, but I am loving it. I love the interactions I have with her. The conversations, the laughter, the play, the cuddles, and of course the kisses. Q has always being a touchy feely baby, and things haven't changed in toddlerhood. she loves to sit as close as she can to me, she loves to touch me, to snuggle with me. and I love it to. (most of the time). Even when I am trying to work she wants to sit on my lap or sit in a chair right next to me. so we've basically come full circle from her newborn days of coming with me to the office and sleeping my lap while I worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is becoming so funny, and whether it's nature or nuture this girl is becoming more and more like me each day. She loves to dance. she loves to laugh. she quotes movies as we are watching them. she sings to songs (even if she doesn't know the words), she loves naps, she really getting into books, and loves her shows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She even has to put on her "glasses" whenever I have mine on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufeVI2wlhwQ/Th-vWJUCo2I/AAAAAAAAG2U/lVX475aReuI/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufeVI2wlhwQ/Th-vWJUCo2I/AAAAAAAAG2U/lVX475aReuI/s320/photo+2.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's my mini-me. I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q's hair is even growing in a bit, and getting longer, although her hair is soooooooo super curly that you probably can't tell the length unless you play with it. I've been putting her hair in mulitple ponytails lately, and I think it's so cute. although you will never see beads in her hair (not a fan), I think this look is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynj3SSTUGIY/Th-u7fgaYjI/AAAAAAAAG18/N6Mx9VexWCw/s1600/IMG_3684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynj3SSTUGIY/Th-u7fgaYjI/AAAAAAAAG18/N6Mx9VexWCw/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNEmgu12FZk/Th-u-TiFboI/AAAAAAAAG2A/foYYHFPjXVE/s1600/IMG_3685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNEmgu12FZk/Th-u-TiFboI/AAAAAAAAG2A/foYYHFPjXVE/s320/IMG_3685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This what it looks like when I take it out....and make it into a funky mowhawk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTXyFYefRvM/Th-vBnptSoI/AAAAAAAAG2E/9KeRAXmv_Ic/s1600/IMG_3686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTXyFYefRvM/Th-vBnptSoI/AAAAAAAAG2E/9KeRAXmv_Ic/s320/IMG_3686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5HiXkIV8EM/Th-vE4npalI/AAAAAAAAG2I/g_99XrkM-Ug/s1600/IMG_3687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5HiXkIV8EM/Th-vE4npalI/AAAAAAAAG2I/g_99XrkM-Ug/s320/IMG_3687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q has always had some issues with her lungs. She had RSV as a kid, And whenever she gets sick it always goes into a nasty cough. But with our move to Utah, and the new elements, it triggered a mild case of asthma. So once a day we have to do this little breathing treatment and if she's having a bad coughing attack or wheezing we have to do a different treatment every 4-6 hours. Q does pretty well with it. I just let her sit in her chair by the tv and she watched a show, while the treatment is going. but she does look pretty pathetic though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLj5WTA8Oj0/Th-vvDiQUMI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/fusHp0I4oiw/s1600/IMG_1661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLj5WTA8Oj0/Th-vvDiQUMI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/fusHp0I4oiw/s320/IMG_1661.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Top 5 favorite movie quotes from Q:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1) "to infinity and beyond"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2)"there's a snake in my boots"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3)"I love kung fu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4)"fistpump"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5)"what?????" in a high pitched voice ala: despicable me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but no movie gets quoted more than Annie. The girl is obsessed. she loves it. she quotes it throughout the movie. Loves to talk about it. Loves explaining what is happening through each scene. Just loves it. In fact, whenever she is trying to call me from afar(or anybody for that matter) she calls out like Annie calls for Sandy. she cups her mouth her two hands and yells out "sandy! come here sandy, come her sandy. good job Sandy!". I need to video it, cause it's the cutest thing ever. Annie was the first musical I ever went to. My mom took me for my 6th birthday, so it holds a special place in my heart and I love that Q took to it so quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But Q loves lots of movies. she really does. here are a list of the common ones that get chosen by her to watch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gnomeo and juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;alvin and the chipmunks: the squeakuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;astro boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;american tail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;american tail: fieval goes west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;beauty and the beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;despicable me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;megamind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;princess and the frog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cloudy with a chance of meatballs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aladdin (she LOVES this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;little mermaid (in fact all food must be cut up so she can eat it with a dinglehopper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;toy story(1,2,3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tarzan (we rented this from the library and couple days ago, and have watched it 5 times already)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes a few random ones make their way back into the rotation, the common alternates right now are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;alpha and omega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a bug's life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the incredibles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;monsters vs aliens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;monsters inc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;shrek (any of them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a list of the shows that she loves, the list is expanding which is good. variety is good for this mother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;jake and the neverland pirates (Q loves the whole pirate thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;berenstain bears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bubble guppies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;diego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;team umizoomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yo gabba gabba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;blues clues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the wiggles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;strawberry shortcake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mikey mouse clubhouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;super why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple other funny things to note about Q:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1) she treats inanimate objects like they are real. I'm hoping it's just a overactive imagination and not something to worry about. hahaha. but seriously, she will tattle on the table for hurting her, put her dolls or animals in time or to sleep, tells me something is being "mean" if a toy isn't working properly. Oh and often toys, utensils, dolls, etc have a crab in them that comes out and bites her ear. This happens multiple times during the day. weird? maybe. Cute. yes, for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2)and although she LOVES her babies, and loves to feed them, hold them, put them to bed, carry them around, snuggle them...basically treat them like real people, she has yet to give any names to any of them. Not a one. they are all just "baby".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Besides quoting movies Q is also saying so really funny stuff, and with her cute voice it just makes me laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1) when she says "oh my gosh" it has a slight boston accent to it. makes me smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2)"im so sorry", said with a frown and the saddest voice ever.....the girl is gonna be a great actress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3)"i'm not listening". apparently I scold her a bit for not paying attention to what I am saying cause often times, when she hears a certain "i'm getting frustrated" tone in my voice she will be quick to point out "i'm not listening". it makes me less stressed instantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4)she often asks tons of questions like "what are they doing?" &amp;nbsp;or "what's happening"...and really she knows the answer, that is just her cue for me to ask her the same question back and she tells me the answer. what a crazy kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've mentioned that Q loves to dance, and I am so excited for her to start her preschool in the fall cause it is combined with dancing and singing as well. I just like to call it Fame preschool cause it makes me smile. But I think she is just gonna love it. She's expanding her dance moves and I've been working on her dance face. She now knows to smile the whole time she's dancing and not stick her tongue out. Her newest move is this bend over, touch the ground, and shake her booty in the air while singing "shake your booty, shake your booty". not quite sure where she learned this, and yes it could be a little weird in a few years, but it makes me laugh now. She also loves trying to do the dance moves the chippette's do in "the squeakuel", especially the "single ladies" musical number. If she can get those down, I will die with happiness! Again, I will try and get video of her dancing soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh and Q is potty trained. it took a tough week of potty training boot camp, where we honestly did not leave the house. But it happened. I didn't know if it would, even into day 4, but she soon picked it up and is doing well. She still has a hard time telling others (not me) that she has to go, and often gets distracted with playing with others that she doesn't tell me in time, but hopefully that will change before preschool starts. &amp;nbsp;She still has to wear a pull up at night, cause the girl is such a hard sleeper that she wasn't waking up at all in the night, and peeing the bed. so we'll work on that as the months go on. But she did it. So thanks to everybody who gave me advice before and especially during the process...it totally helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that's life in Q's world. She's becoming such a big girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(and if you read and cared about any of that, I love you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5117756396031366501?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5117756396031366501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5117756396031366501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5117756396031366501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5117756396031366501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/lets-talk-about-me-for-minute.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about me for a minute...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufeVI2wlhwQ/Th-vWJUCo2I/AAAAAAAAG2U/lVX475aReuI/s72-c/photo+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-3882073745581171423</id><published>2011-07-05T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:56:03.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited and it feels so good...</title><content type='html'>It was a last minute decision to drive up to Idaho spend a day with Kim's crew, then drive up with her and Elsie to visit Jared's crew, but it was the perfect trip and I was so glad we did it. Q and I needed a break from Utah, and break from each other, and to see everyone (even Mitch), and just hang out, was a just a dream. We ate some delicious food, spent time in the sun, played with family, spent time with Mitch, laughed, talked, and just had some good quality family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OljaBhwua28/Th-oSWvs5aI/AAAAAAAAGzY/CTxeTN2GNhc/s1600/IMG_1685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OljaBhwua28/Th-oSWvs5aI/AAAAAAAAGzY/CTxeTN2GNhc/s320/IMG_1685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eLXT17qnYo/Th-oTrg7A8I/AAAAAAAAGzc/1AwIyI4x-Z8/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eLXT17qnYo/Th-oTrg7A8I/AAAAAAAAGzc/1AwIyI4x-Z8/s320/IMG_1686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X_iPKJsdQTY/Th-oY24RckI/AAAAAAAAGz0/lYCTvTMYPgw/s320/IMG_1696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sWheIlh_2c/Th-oZW94plI/AAAAAAAAGz4/mNcy7M2rETg/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_sWheIlh_2c/Th-oZW94plI/AAAAAAAAGz4/mNcy7M2rETg/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made up this bowling game down the slip and slide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bPz7jPPGV0s/Th-oal7eTRI/AAAAAAAAG0A/caNYwosboD0/s1600/IMG_1702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBSS9UkkLxk/Th-oeAHeaKI/AAAAAAAAG0U/JHnzfNdapl0/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mStvdRN0zg/Th-oeey_5WI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/YzuhJlSTpQY/s1600/IMG_1717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mStvdRN0zg/Th-oeey_5WI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/YzuhJlSTpQY/s320/IMG_1717.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins,cheeto's and sun time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ixs_5KKF6c/Th-ofbF07qI/AAAAAAAAG0c/tJo4fwbIX20/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ixs_5KKF6c/Th-ofbF07qI/AAAAAAAAG0c/tJo4fwbIX20/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q couldn't get enough of Mitch. It's so cute to me. These kids see him a few times a year, but they all love him and don't leave him alone this minute they see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DORdfwhblJw/Th-ogu1vDcI/AAAAAAAAG0g/kCl25pPp_VU/s1600/IMG_1725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DORdfwhblJw/Th-ogu1vDcI/AAAAAAAAG0g/kCl25pPp_VU/s320/IMG_1725.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AQfegcOjhQ/Th-ohH-BPrI/AAAAAAAAG0k/9g1_WmG0GAk/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AQfegcOjhQ/Th-ohH-BPrI/AAAAAAAAG0k/9g1_WmG0GAk/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming and snack time Q was out. Like seriously out like a light. She slept in the sun forever, and then I moved her inside with us, and she laid on the floor amid the noise and commotion for a couple hours the girl loves her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHrL6Xk0WJw/Th-oixt5nZI/AAAAAAAAG0s/tXVPcKjE160/s1600/IMG_1735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHrL6Xk0WJw/Th-oixt5nZI/AAAAAAAAG0s/tXVPcKjE160/s320/IMG_1735.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1GWCd3BLqw/Th-ojThYONI/AAAAAAAAG0w/FJ9ah1JD8_8/s1600/IMG_1736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1GWCd3BLqw/Th-ojThYONI/AAAAAAAAG0w/FJ9ah1JD8_8/s320/IMG_1736.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jared brought home these little bags from work that had suckers, stickers, crayons, and some tattoos in them. The Kids got to work tattin themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CpUoN_7wzXc/Th-okOELzHI/AAAAAAAAG00/7VDuyeORJL4/s1600/IMG_1737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CpUoN_7wzXc/Th-okOELzHI/AAAAAAAAG00/7VDuyeORJL4/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I told you Q loved her Uncle Mitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOjAAQ7KtA/Th-okzPwv5I/AAAAAAAAG04/iekw1avHjxk/s1600/IMG_1740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOjAAQ7KtA/Th-okzPwv5I/AAAAAAAAG04/iekw1avHjxk/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDfS-RwXO4Q/Th-olkNLT8I/AAAAAAAAG08/nokLse18qf8/s1600/IMG_1741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDfS-RwXO4Q/Th-olkNLT8I/AAAAAAAAG08/nokLse18qf8/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9p_Hlza07tI/Th-ombtmoEI/AAAAAAAAG1A/W_JKPMgEz5I/s1600/IMG_1742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9p_Hlza07tI/Th-ombtmoEI/AAAAAAAAG1A/W_JKPMgEz5I/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoHCECOVKqo/Th-onKMcApI/AAAAAAAAG1E/wV-87QWHmAE/s1600/IMG_1743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoHCECOVKqo/Th-onKMcApI/AAAAAAAAG1E/wV-87QWHmAE/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G95gGYrca5k/Th-onrFwIHI/AAAAAAAAG1I/QAyFYRBicSU/s1600/IMG_1744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G95gGYrca5k/Th-onrFwIHI/AAAAAAAAG1I/QAyFYRBicSU/s320/IMG_1744.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsR89AO-PJc/Th-oocZTTfI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/CvgSAV0U9lA/s1600/IMG_1746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nsR89AO-PJc/Th-oocZTTfI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/CvgSAV0U9lA/s320/IMG_1746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEihyG1iuD0/Th-o_oeHDwI/AAAAAAAAG14/sEpx3vZJ2TI/s1600/photo+2+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEihyG1iuD0/Th-o_oeHDwI/AAAAAAAAG14/sEpx3vZJ2TI/s320/photo+2+%25282%2529.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We were sure sad Aaron couldn't be there. But we had a great time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObEO97A_Do/Th-oqd3AB3I/AAAAAAAAG1U/-bldGdpopAM/s1600/IMG_1768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObEO97A_Do/Th-oqd3AB3I/AAAAAAAAG1U/-bldGdpopAM/s320/IMG_1768.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gWA34sHz3c/Th-oyJG6YtI/AAAAAAAAG1g/tkvLEq-7qQk/s1600/IMG_3744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gWA34sHz3c/Th-oyJG6YtI/AAAAAAAAG1g/tkvLEq-7qQk/s320/IMG_3744.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;yep, Jared got all the girls to do "guns". nice jared. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bi9K9dxYJys/Th-o1tEg-qI/AAAAAAAAG1k/soRSINx3-C0/s1600/IMG_3746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bi9K9dxYJys/Th-o1tEg-qI/AAAAAAAAG1k/soRSINx3-C0/s320/IMG_3746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_2eR1aBkwI/Th-o4QcUeuI/AAAAAAAAG1o/ATQKwmw-_6g/s1600/IMG_3747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_2eR1aBkwI/Th-o4QcUeuI/AAAAAAAAG1o/ATQKwmw-_6g/s320/IMG_3747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Q giving her Uncle JJ some head love...yeah it hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YEsO6gOVI_I/Th-o7IhlJtI/AAAAAAAAG1s/Qgg7ciGDdN0/s1600/IMG_3750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;So, I have a late entry for my birthday blog from Emily. I could of just added it to the end of the last blog entry but I think it gives a good little update on her as well as praise me. hahaha. So I am making it it's own blog post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;My Dearest An-G,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;I realize more and more everyday that living with you was the greatest preparation ever for where I´m at now..... SO in true Angie fashion I now present....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Top 5 Lessons Learned from Angie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;1) Remember that one time when I thought you were crazy for making toast in the oven, and I thought huh... I´ll never have to do that..... uh yeah guess who makes toast in a&amp;nbsp;gas stove every&amp;nbsp;morning........This Girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;2) Remember that one time when you told me I needed to take shorter showers? So..... first day in the Brasil MTC and what was I told ``Please Limit your showers to 3 minutes`` I thought to myself..... wowzers! What happened to the 2 song rule?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;3) Every P-day sister Risnemay and I have to clean the house before we can leave to go shopping and use the computers... although we had much more awesome tunes to clean to on Saturdays when we cleaned, it still reminds me of that time, and makes me gratefull I did that in advance so it wouldn´t seem like such torture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;4) remember how you always took the stairs at work at thus inspired me to do the same, well...... AT the MTC it´s forbidden to use the elevator unless transporting luggage, and hauling my trash up 3 or 4 flights of stairs was ROUGH! but thankfully the temptation to use the elevator was curbed, because now instead of having Angie judge I would have God judging me ( truthfully though as far as rule breaking goes, both wraths I fear about the same!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;5) I pretty well make an idiot out of myself everyday, but the sting of laughter over my mishaps is nothing, because you´ve been making fun of me for the past 8 or 9 years we´ve known eachother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;So pretty much I owe you big time, being my friend has caused you&amp;nbsp;to excercise much patience, and step outside of yourself a lot I´m sure, but I´m thankful for&amp;nbsp;you and the impact you´ve had on my life&amp;nbsp;everyday,&amp;nbsp;you´ve taught&amp;nbsp;me sooooo much! I don´t know how they managed to do it, but I feel like the song ``for Good`` was written just for us. ``´Who can say If I´ve been changed for the better but because I knew you i´ve been changed for good`` Truer words were never spoken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;I love and miss you A TON!!!! I hope your birthday is crap because I don´t want to miss out! Just kidding I hope your day is the Bees Knees...just like you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Love, Sister Em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-3023966417128388036?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3023966417128388036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=3023966417128388036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3023966417128388036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/3023966417128388036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-can-say-if-ive-been-changed-for.html' title='Who can say If I´ve been changed for the better but because I knew you i´ve been changed for good'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-5547687184599187285</id><published>2011-06-30T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T01:20:50.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I get by with a little help from my friends..</title><content type='html'>I'll admit there have been times in the last couple of months that I have questioned my choice to move, and most of that is because my social life has been somewhat lacking. how does one make new friends as an adult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a good group of friends back in Moses, but I have to keep reminding myself that most of them moved on as well so it was time to leave, but I don't have many people to hang out with here, and times do get a little lonely. It's a lot of me and Q time, and it has been great, but every once in a while a girl needs some adult interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS able to go out with a few friends for my birthday. Well it was mostly my friend Tamu and everyone from her salon. But they are all cool, and it was super fun. We went out to dinner, hit up a club, then hit up a 24 hour diner joint until about 2:30 in the morning. It was a super funny night, but getting up the next morning to take care of Q was less than awesome. I took no pictures of that night (someone else did, and I have yet to get the pictures) but I did get this one inside the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Tamu June 18 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HuLFosk-y8/Th-mDfMuzsI/AAAAAAAAGzA/VXL-ZiohHAc/s1600/IMG_1663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HuLFosk-y8/Th-mDfMuzsI/AAAAAAAAGzA/VXL-ZiohHAc/s320/IMG_1663.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also attended this "white party" with the ladies a few weekends ago. It was less than awesome (it definitely did not live up to the same level as P Diddy's famous annual "white parties" that he throws in Miami)but it was good to get out for a little bit. Plus I did get to participate in a authentic "soul train" line &amp;nbsp;so that was super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uquBIsTj-yA/Th-mD1yiU8I/AAAAAAAAGzE/Zg1UwUyJVeM/s1600/IMG_1677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uquBIsTj-yA/Th-mD1yiU8I/AAAAAAAAGzE/Zg1UwUyJVeM/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIFM240Srw4/Th-mEHC5icI/AAAAAAAAGzI/HpuNgqyY3Rs/s1600/IMG_1679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIFM240Srw4/Th-mEHC5icI/AAAAAAAAGzI/HpuNgqyY3Rs/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7qNKyAcX4/Th-mEmZUNFI/AAAAAAAAGzM/Hjfbxms1Nf0/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D7qNKyAcX4/Th-mEmZUNFI/AAAAAAAAGzM/Hjfbxms1Nf0/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cL2aoU6fMb4/Th-mFK5jBQI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/QV-3yd38k28/s1600/IMG_1684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cL2aoU6fMb4/Th-mFK5jBQI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/QV-3yd38k28/s320/IMG_1684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One weekend we headed up to Park City to watch an independent film that Tamu's youngest son Elijah had a bit part in that was premiering at a small film festival there. Without popcorn to entertain her, &amp;nbsp;Q lasted about 20 minutes and then I had to take her home. I didn't even get to see Elijah in the film, but the movie was super weird and from what everybody else told me I didn't miss anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you find me in this picture? hahaha. I am glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wse-ucw4tVQ/Th-mIjS8lpI/AAAAAAAAGzU/9gO37O87kJA/s1600/268103_10150652194995231_788975230_18986716_5955513_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wse-ucw4tVQ/Th-mIjS8lpI/AAAAAAAAGzU/9gO37O87kJA/s320/268103_10150652194995231_788975230_18986716_5955513_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-5547687184599187285?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5547687184599187285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=5547687184599187285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5547687184599187285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/5547687184599187285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-get-by-with-little-help-from-my.html' title='I get by with a little help from my friends..'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HuLFosk-y8/Th-mDfMuzsI/AAAAAAAAGzA/VXL-ZiohHAc/s72-c/IMG_1663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-1814691103120268866</id><published>2011-06-20T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:18:39.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it when the girls stop by.. In the summer</title><content type='html'>Q and I are the proud owners of the season pass of all passes for Utah County. which means it adds just another fun thing for us to do. We hit the seven peaks water park every few days and both Q and I just love it. We have our little routine that we do every time. First we hit up the the tadpole area, where Q has no fear about climbing up the steps and going down the slides by herself. It is so cute to watch. She loves giving the lifeguards high fives before she makes her way down the slide, and the smile that awaits me as I wait at the bottom to catch her, is just so funny. We play in that area for a bit, then we grab our little kid boat floatie and go around the the lazy river a few thousand times. Q floats in her boat pointing out all the leaves she sees, and I walk beside her collecting the leaves and putting them in her boat. if I wasn't getting an amazing tan while doing this, I would consider this the most mundane thing ever, but it's pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then we take a little break. Q gets her cheetos from the gift shop, then we hit up the grill and get out fries and large water. Then we sit on the towels, getting some sun on my legs, watch all the people, and eat our snacks. After that, we take the boat into the wave pool, where after about 20 minutes Q usually falls asleep. I bring her back to our towels, and she takes a little nap while I get some sun, or I put her in the stroller, pack up our things, and go home where we both can take a nap. Yeah it's a tough life we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7U4zyPTJhI/Th-iZhlgXNI/AAAAAAAAGyk/DH-vd7smoSk/s1600/IMG_1666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7U4zyPTJhI/Th-iZhlgXNI/AAAAAAAAGyk/DH-vd7smoSk/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lJB4fDqUyU/Th-iauQWzuI/AAAAAAAAGyo/6S-eqmC4veM/s1600/IMG_1669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lJB4fDqUyU/Th-iauQWzuI/AAAAAAAAGyo/6S-eqmC4veM/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day we also hit up the Lehi Trafalga. so fun. Q may be less than 36" but with the afro she is tall enough to ride most of the rides, and she thought it was so fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yotIqlX7NRQ/Th-ic5VvdVI/AAAAAAAAGys/KoWt0k9jylQ/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yotIqlX7NRQ/Th-ic5VvdVI/AAAAAAAAGys/KoWt0k9jylQ/s320/IMG_3702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;yep, yet another carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cAKUJSabLY/Th-ieo3WvTI/AAAAAAAAGyw/D2ll1f3tHLE/s1600/IMG_3707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cAKUJSabLY/Th-ieo3WvTI/AAAAAAAAGyw/D2ll1f3tHLE/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;They also have this cool mini bowling area, that is just so fun for Q. She played two whole games and would have played more but it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zey-4Nx0vpk/Th-ig5XPQ0I/AAAAAAAAGy0/AL7qAo_aUbc/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zey-4Nx0vpk/Th-ig5XPQ0I/AAAAAAAAGy0/AL7qAo_aUbc/s320/IMG_3709.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQXSnWSdcfI/Th-ijYbCbZI/AAAAAAAAGy4/Hpvmb97A2Pk/s1600/IMG_3710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQXSnWSdcfI/Th-ijYbCbZI/AAAAAAAAGy4/Hpvmb97A2Pk/s320/IMG_3710.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CxeTEMY2nA/Th-imhtdk1I/AAAAAAAAGy8/AILp161HgmQ/s1600/IMG_3711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CxeTEMY2nA/Th-imhtdk1I/AAAAAAAAGy8/AILp161HgmQ/s320/IMG_3711.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We definitely have to go back.....soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7816613872302436688-1814691103120268866?l=theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1814691103120268866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7816613872302436688&amp;postID=1814691103120268866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1814691103120268866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7816613872302436688/posts/default/1814691103120268866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theangiebatesshow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-like-it-when-girls-stop-by-in-summer.html' title='I like it when the girls stop by.. In the summer'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427854793492437066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMYJplzJQ54/TvQr0769hfI/AAAAAAAAH6w/dYcHYKq_oNo/s220/18edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7U4zyPTJhI/Th-iZhlgXNI/AAAAAAAAGyk/DH-vd7smoSk/s72-c/IMG_1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816613872302436688.post-6636939924816239471</id><published>2011-06-18T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:32:38.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower me with your love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Well folks when I came up with this little blog post idea, I had no idea of the outpouring of love that I would get to read. Everyone should try this sometime, cause it does amazing things for your self esteem. &amp;nbsp;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;So without further ado I bring you....Why I am awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not a writer, so I'm definitely not going to try to be funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just sincere. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as I started thinking about fun memories or stories about you, I started feeling overwhelmed. I was taken back to childhood when we played Barbies (and shopped for them at the store for our "little sister" because we were getting way too old), pretended and played in the toy area, created the best band ever...The Street Rockers, produced dances and plays and our own version of "Fifteen".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I realize that my memories of us as adults are way more recent and easier to remember, but they are also more meaningful to me. I have learned to appreciate my relationship with you so much more as an adult and all the roles you play in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love that we got to go on the New England trip together. There were so many awesome things about that trip, and I loved that you had it all figured out and organized and knew where to go and what to do. I was excited but overwhelmed having a 9-month-old Elsie with me as we traveled around. You were so wonderful and patient and helpful whenever I needed it. I remember being up in the middle of the night with her and stressing out. You took Elsie and held her for me. You calmed me down, and you calmed her down. You stood in the middle of the room and bounced her so I could have a break. You took care of both of us on that trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel so blessed to have been with you while you gave birth to Q. I know you're probably thinking I'm crazy, but it was something I had never experienced before. It was so special to be there with you and to see Q come into this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love you. I'm so glad you're my sister. I love that you get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0zMtwtQrVo/TfpLWjzItOI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/vmpWPTQCuT8/s1600/NewEnglandTrip%2B012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; border-collapse: collapse; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618886336037041378" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0zMtwtQrVo/TfpLWjzItOI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/vmpWPTQCuT8/s200/NewEnglandTrip%2B012.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PqiKgYoKUHA/TfpIhEzxeZI/AAAAAAAAGsE/YF7L0wIRrcw/s200/NewEnglandTrip+017.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6T78Sm05uU/TfpIUkJySGI/AAAAAAAAGsA/cKiyKqfpJdU/s200/red+robin+%25286%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ2Smp-MSM4/Tfo5mK0kwOI/AAAAAAAAGr4/jFBFEcv8Q28/s200/seattle+weekend+-+tulips+%252841%2529.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqxKYonbWvk/Tfo5lb1e85I/AAAAAAAAGr0/G08AlRW9xvo/s200/reunion+grandma%2527s+%252825%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I love that we both went along with the little sister story}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I love our trips together. and I think you take care of me as much as I take care of you. I may have everything planned, but you make sure I don't stress if things don't go exactly the way I envisioned in my head}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{does anyone else remember that show Fifteen? Did you know that Ryan Reynolds was the main character "Billy" in that show? crazy right?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Angie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love snuggling with you. I like playing on your iphone. I loved seeing the tulips with you. I really want you to have fun at your new house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Elsie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Direct words from Elsie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;{I make sure I have games and cool disney stuff on my phone just for you Elsie. and I can't get enough of your snuggles}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;There aren't many times that I've laughed as hard as the time you were making fun of the length of&amp;nbsp;Jared's shorts when he stood up. We were all at mom's house, and you were on a roll.&amp;nbsp; Plus, Jared was being so sensitive about it.&lt;br /&gt;And then, I remember that conversation with Grandma and your mom in the car, regarding you. I remember the awkwardness of being trapped in the car, looking at the window, wishing I was not there...while trying to piece together in my mind how what Grandma&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;saying made any&amp;nbsp;sense.&amp;nbsp; So awkward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;-Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;{that by far was one of the most frustrating and awkward moments of my life}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;{Oh man, his shorts were so SHORT.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;check out Jared's entry at his &lt;a href="http://5minuteswasted.blogspot.com/2011/06/thirty-five.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://5minuteswasted.blogspot.com/2011/06/thirty-five.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think you were about 2 years old when I first met little Angie! Darling, blond little perfect paige-boy haircut! Your mom always dressed you so adorable!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I still see you and Kim dressed up in your Bothell house basement, in some Goodwill negligees (sp?) performing all the latest songs! Little did I know it was the beginning of a high profile karaoke career - - one I STILL haven't even witnessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I did see some of your dance skills early on - - in the audience with your mom at Juanita Elementary School's talent show. Again, the Angie &amp;amp; Kim team ripping up the stage! And definitely, a few years later, in Sarena's room at our Woodinville house, doing the Running Man and Roger Rabbit! Yes, you've definitely always had skills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We love the years of your gingerbread house creations! And having you Bates hang out with us, at least every December for lots of years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For me, definitely a standout memory was when you went for the bouquet at Tyson's wedding reception! Omigosh hilarious! It was a near all-out attack! And definitely a highlight of an otherwise too sedate event!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But always, the most standout characteristics that always mean "Angie" to me is your awesome laugh and sense of humor! I love your sharp perspective and quick wit - - what an awesome, unique and perfect combination!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Angie! We (me and ALL the Woodruffs!) love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Love, Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;{Times with the Woodruff's are some of my favorite moments from my life}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{story about the bouquet. The reception was just too quiet, so I decided to tackle whomever caught the bouquet. I ended up putting the girl(who i didn't know) in a very loose headlock and trying to steal the flowers. Funny right?...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td face="arial, sans-serif" style="font: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday Angie.  I have a lot of Angie memories.  The three or four major Angie moments involved our time together in the Young Adult Ward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1.  I can distinctly remember you on the next to the last row in Rose Street and then in the Nelson street chapel with your posse surrounding you and me thinking:  "if I say something too far out there Angie is going to start laughing and is not going to be able to quit and then her group will start and then we will lose this meeting."  What a great laugh you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2.  I remember you running around trying to get the boys to do the Mr. 7th Ward.  I loved the one that Anderson won-- his talent number standing on his head in a bucket of water while playing the guitar.  Every one of those turned out great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.  I remember every time we gave the color test to a new group.  Rather than explain to the group what the characteristics of a yellow is-- I would just have to say ANGIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4.  I remember the dances, the decorations, the food, the music, the costumes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I owe you a lot and so do a lot of others.  You do not just make a party-- you are a party.  We love you Angie.  You remind me of my sister Tami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love Uncle Doug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{Thank you Doug for always being a willing participant and supporter in my crazy ideas}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I remember when doing the color test explanation, you would joke that you knew I was a Yellow, cause when it didn't apply to me I was laughing and talking with those around me}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Angie,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! I don't know how old you are but I turn 50 on the 16th so just be grateful you're not me!! Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite memory of you was when I first met you long ago. I came to stay at your house in Bothell I think on a visit before David left on his mission. You were about 4? I came in and you came running up to me all excited. But once you looked me over you walked away looking both disgusted and perplexed. Your mom explained that when you heard Peggy was coming you mistakenly thought that Miss Piggy was coming to your house for a visit. I was a huge disappointment to say the least! I totally remember that like it was yesterday. I hope you have forgiven me for disappointing you so! Happy Birthday. You rock!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Peggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{so, I was a little obsessed with Miss Piggy, who could blame me, but I'm glad I got you Peggy!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is so random but whenever I think of this I laugh. You had just had your tonsils out earlier in the week (I think) and somehow I convinced you to go to a Halloween single's dance in Tri Cities. When was it, maybe 1998?? You were still pretty of out of it but wanted 'to get out', I'm sure I was convincing on how fun it was going to be. We went and danced, you were a champ. You never complained and in my mind we had fun (maybe that's not true for you, ha). We stayed there way late and by that time you were starting to fade. When we were driving home and were around Othello I was sooooo tired and ready to fall asleep driving. I seriously knew I couldn't drive anymore so I asked if you could. You looked at me all crazy and were like, 'uh, NO!'. So I kept driving for 5-10 more minutes until I had to pull over. I put the car in park and fell right asleep on the side of Hwy 17 with the car running. You woke me up about 20 minutes later wondering what the heck was going on. You woke right up and were totally getting after me, 'No wonder you fell asleep it hotter than hell in here and you're listening to Phil Collins!!' HA HA, still cracks me up. After my little cat nap we made it back to Moses in safety. I think you were dead for 2 days after. Sorry about that!! I made a mental note after that, when you're tired and driving turn the heat down and no easy listening, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love you Ang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Melanie Bushman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{yep, totally remember this. Although I don't think you had even made it to Othello..I'm thinking we were still on 395, when you got to tired to drive...and yes heat and soft hits are not good for staying awake. Take note everybody}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm thinking about you being a little girl and how you were so excited about every little thing that sounded like potential fun. You were giggly and blond headed, with rosy little puckered lips and a love for family. You were quiet and calm, shy and observant for the first two years of your life, taking it all in. After two, you were ready to roll! And away you went with your jabbering and dancing and love of attention . &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jeff and I lived about 25 minutes away from your house on the hill. We got together nearly every week to hang out. We ate and watched movies, visited and laughed. You loved having cousin Daishan come and always had something to play with she and Kimmie. You all Trick or Treated together at Halloween and couldn't believe that people would actually put candy in your pillow case bag just because you rang their doorbell. And how you loved your ballerina costume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Your daddy nicknamed you Angie poo and he thought you were the cutest little girl on the block. He and your mom hung on every word you uttered and laughed at all your antics. I remember feeding you hot dogs and mac and cheese in your highchair. That was the popular food to eat in those days (we were so health conscious).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You have always been a great cheerleader for your siblings. I applaud you for that. And you continue to love and support them in adulthood as well. I admire you for rising to the occasion of motherhood and being such a great mommy to Qiana. There are hard moments and even harder days when motherhood isn't the most favorite career. But you are handling it beautifully and I am really proud of you for that. It cracks me up that you're so picky about how she looks and smells. I'm pretty sure she's the cleanest and most fashionable baby there is! Good job Angie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love that you miss your mom so much. I love that you sing to Qiana. I love that you know how to plan a party. I love that you change your style every once in a while although your current Mia look is my favorite. I love that you took a giant leap and moved to Utah - that took courage but is such a smart move. I love that you blog so that I can know what's going on in your life. I love that you have an appreciation for fabulous food. I love that you enjoy my pound cake with raspberry and/or strawberry puree' dessert. I love that you defend those you love. And I love that you're my niece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you have a wonderful birthday collecting stories. You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a celebration and I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Auntie Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I have dreams about your lemon cake and raspberry puree, I tried duplicating it in a cupcake one time...still trying to perfect that flavor combination}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: lime;"&gt;{I have a picture of that halloween. I should have scanned it in for this post}&lt;/span&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey Ang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OK, here's one of my favorite stories from our lives together.  I&lt;br /&gt;remember when you were in beauty school and Kim and I were roomies.  I&lt;br /&gt;asked you to do a little soft perm on my hair.  What I failed to tell&lt;br /&gt;you is that I had recently highlighted my hair using bleach and a cap.&lt;br /&gt;When we took those rollers out of my hair following the perm process,&lt;br /&gt;there were a few moments of startled shock!  There were some nice&lt;br /&gt;little wavy curls, and then at the ends of all of them was a puffy,&lt;br /&gt;frizzy ball of dead, over-processed, totally damaged and deeply fried&lt;br /&gt;hair!  It was like I had put in mini blonde koosh ball extensions at&lt;br /&gt;the ends of my hair!  It was a total and complete hair disaster (one&lt;br /&gt;of many I've had in my life, I must admit).  You felt terrible, even&lt;br /&gt;though it was really a result of my recent bleaching combined with the&lt;br /&gt;perm solution.  In the end, we all couldn't do much more than just&lt;br /&gt;laugh at it all!  I think we all had sore bellies and wet undies from&lt;br /&gt;all the laughing.  Fortunately, I was able to chemically relax it and&lt;br /&gt;got a nice cute short cut to remove all the poof balls...after 3&lt;br /&gt;L-O-N-G weeks of wearing a hat at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy birthday to you, fabulous Angie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Love, Colleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{and people wonder why I don't do hair anymore! Oh but you were such a good sport.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;First of all Happy Early Birthday and I am so sorry that you cant spend it doing something you absolutely love or dreamed of. That is the total pits. But I hope it still goes good. If I were there I would come take you out on a little cuzzy date. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok so you know that one of the memories has to be of the summer that Grandma grounded you from spending time with me. I think we spent most of our time quoting Clueless and hanging by the pool. I have a horrible memory, but I do know that I loved being able to hang out with my cooler older cousin. I felt totally awesome and SO mature. Hahaha. I then grandma got all crazy and put her foot down and told you that I was too young and you couldn't hang out with me any more. what the heck grandma?! Hahaha Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The other memory I have is when we were so crazy for NSync that we made a fan video for them. It was so super cheesy. We had outfit changes and everything. It was serious. We did a little bio on each of us and talked about why we were the biggest  Nsync fans. Hahaha. I think we really thought that they would respond to our video. Sigh...good times. :)&lt;br /&gt;I love you Ang!!&lt;br /&gt;Myca  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{was that video totally cheesy? yes. But I still think the concept was brilliant, and should have made the fan video collage during one of their concerts!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{grandma grounding us from you=classic!. That was a great summer. "you could be a farmer in those clothes"}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I had any access to your personal information, I would TOTALLY have taken over your blog in a true birthday style. But unlike my mom's one password she uses for everything, I will let you keep your privacy. Luckily, of anyone, I am positive that if anyone can nail the birthday blog other than me, its you. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been playing around in my mind which memory to share, mostly because I think most of my memories are me admiring you from a distance and not really participating in the moment I am remembering. The many performances always come to mind, you always had such fun ideas for improving even the most routine things. I still would love to see what you could do with the Nativity if given sufficient time and resources. No doubt it would be legendary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But we are going to go with a time, long long ago, when I was an uber irritating 13 year old. I have only slightly improved with age when it comes to my overbearing personality but combining that with the mentality of a 13 year old and, really its amazing anyone was willing to talk to me. Myca and I were experiencing some of our first moments with "cousin drama". It was one of the main times we realized we had somehow become the "little sister cousin" who thinks she can still tag along with the big kids and be welcome. That weekend, we were definitely not welcome and were feeling especially hurt by the whole thing. Plus we were 13, so we added as much angst as was possible. But for some reason, in the depths of our despair, you agreed to have us over to highlight our hair. This was a defining moment in my cousin history. I was never included with the oldest group of cousins. Occasionally, Myca and some of the younger ones got to make an appearance in the older cousin scene because they had older sisters in the group. I was not so privileged. But, not only on our night of misery did I get to hang with Angie, the epitome of cool older girl cousin, but she was going to dye my hair for the first time. Seriously, major big deal at the time. We joked around, pulled out the foil, and had a night feeling as cool as was humanly possible. The highlights turned into a disturbing shade of orange but the memories were perfect. Angie, I have always loved and admired you from the sidelines because you had all of the bossiness and leadership personality I had, but you had the insanely funny and bold confidence to go with it that I never had. And now you have the most beautiful daughter and still have the best sense of humor even though life has handed you some seriously bad hands. You're a star and I hope you know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Have a fantastic birthday, you deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Kacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{again with the hair mistakes. But i remember having a lot of fun that night, but I think you have now surpassed me in creativity, confidence, and personality}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XITLNeyMmZ4/Tfo67P7MM_I/AAAAAAAAGr8/70AI8xZ8K9o/s1600/reunion12%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XITLNeyMmZ4/Tfo67P7MM_I/AAAAAAAAGr8/70AI8xZ8K9o/s1600/reunion12%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;this picture of you has to be one of my all time favorites.  it is just the epitomy of you; it's your whole persona wrapped up in one still shot.  That's what it says to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I had a picture of you, Kim, Brit, and I dressed as Street Rockers, that would say make the list.  Alas, I do not have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have all sorts of memories, but one of my favorites was probably when we came to stay with you guys during Christmas break of 93.  You were working at  Sears or JcPenney's or something and we (Ash, Kim, and I) came in and you dressed us up over and over.  We tried on all sorts of outfits from prom dresses, to "Blossom" inspired styles, to skaterish looks, to preppy...and we took pictures!  Oddly enough, our style designer was not in a single picture.  I also remember that we went to some sort of open house for the Weidig family--not sure if it was a farewell or homecoming, or maybe it was just at their house.  Anyhow, you glammed us all up so we could catch Ryan's eye!  Do you remember the outfit we made Ash wear?  Hilarious!  I loved this time spent with you because I felt special that we got to come stay with you at your house and be in your territory and we didn't have the whole family with us.  Does that make sense?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another vivid memory for me is when you came to visit us at college.  We were in Jared's apartment cooking Sunday dinner.  You and Jared decided that you were going to pretend fight for the next half hour in Jersey accents.  We opened the windows and the sliding door and you guys elevated your voices so that all could hear.  We laughed good and hard listening to you two go at it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love you Ang for all sorts or reasons.  I love your sense of adventure.  I love your constant flow of knowledge about anything pop culture, historical or current.  I love your love of music.  I love your passion for good food.  I love your loyalty to friends.  I love how strong and brave you are.  I love what a brilliant mother you are.  I love your love of traditions.  I love the relationship you have with your siblings.  I love that you make me laugh.  I love to dance with you.  I love that you were the director and writer and producer of every show that we did growing up.  I love that you are a cheerleader, just like your mom.  I love that you are a person that goes "all out."  I love you Ang and I hope your birthday is wonderful.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;xoxo Daishan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{totally have a picture of the Street Rockers! if I had a scanner I totally would have put it on here}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{hahahha. you all thought Ryan was soooo hot. It was hilarious to watch the flirting}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I had totally forgotten about the fake accent fighting. That was soooooooo funny!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday Angie! I hope your day is as exciting and fabulous as you are!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I first met Angie when I married her cousin, Jason, 14 years ago. Angie stood out to me right off the bat because of one particular thing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HER LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; This girl has the most infectious laugh I had ever heard! I could be standing across the room - not even hearing any of her conversation - but completely bust out laughing all because I heard Angie laughing. Angie has such a GREAT sense of humor and it is something I really admire. I tend to be on the worrying side of the spectrum, and so I admire people that can laugh and have a good time. Angie is certainly one of those! Angie - thank you for sharing your sunshine, have a HAPPY BIRTHDAY girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-KaeLynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I think the world needs the "worriers" as well, and the world needs you KaeLynn}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{True story: I've actually had the cops called on a house I was hanging out at for "Noise Disturbance"...on my laugh. It was too loud.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;when I was young you were definitely the cool cousin (okay, when I was older too). But first, when I was young. If we were allowed to "play" something with you, it was going to be the funnest and coolest. You were loved. You were feared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I even remember one year you got to be close with myca. she seemed pretty young. Maybe like 6th grade- maybe older, who knows. but I remember brit and I (or someone and I) being like, "when did MYCA get in with Angie?!" (cause we were older but you didn't realize how cool we were yet... hahaha) Jealous much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And even though I have wonderful memories of you when I was younger: boys vs. girls dance-off vs. Justin and jared. performing es-ca-pades "we'll have a good time." a million nativity scenes with you and cali as directors. And WE will never forget how you taught me one of my first dance moves "grate the cheese, and kick! and kick! and kick!".... I treasure even more the times we've spent since I've been older and FINALLY!! got "in" with you! hahah. (shall we say, finally graduated to the "older kids" table.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(and can we take just a moment to remember and thank you for introducing me to my love for back street boys and n'sync? You slow-mo-ed through their videos and concert for me until I loved them. And it stuck. Can I ever thank you enough?!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But like I said, the funnest has been since I've been old enough just to love you instead of fear you. haha. I loved working with you at uncle davids. Spending summers with you in the singles ward. We seriously played almost everynight. Hanging out downstairs in the apartment with gubler, hardy, and kim? (Um...why am I blanking on her name?) while watching rap videos. And remember when we threw that awesome dance out at the hardy's factory?! That was the one dance I was in charge of, and it was so much fun making the music list with you and getting everything ready. (was that your first dance in charge of the music too? I think it was, because it seems you were permanently in charge of music from that day on. Remember when that one kid came up and told you he was going on a mission in a month and that "baby got back" put bad images in his head and he asked you to turn it off?! haha you were PISSED.) You, like me, are a fellow boat rider. I loved that there was someone else that made it okay just to enjoy the boat and not HAVE to be peer pressured into getting on a dumb tube!I was cleaning out my stuff a few months ago, when I was moving from sunny california to cloudy oregon, and I found a little card you made me with a yellow smiley face on the front. I was home from college I think the summer after my freshman year (maybe sophomore, but I think freshman). I was adjusting to life without ryan and I was just so sad, and you wrote me the most loving note on this card. It was totally unexpected (it's wasn't your usual style) and that small act of kindness really touched my heart. It still does actually. You are a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always loved coming home to moses lake and knowing I'd get to see you. (why WHY did you leave?! Oh wait, it's a good thing. okay. fine.) You still make everything "the coolest and the funnest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You are my dear cousin, my friend, but most importantly, you are one of my people. I love you and happy birthday! I love being able to continue to keep up with you on your blog and watch Q grow. I can't wait for the cousins reunion, which wait- of course is only happening because of you. I love you, you love me. see you in OCTOBER! woot woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{i think that was the summer that every possible guy in singles ward was in love with you as well huh? hahha. We had so much fun. Remember I made a CD of all of our favorite summer hits from that time? "Here's to the night we said goodbye" That was also the summer we became obsessed with Moulin Rouge wasn't it?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;haha, i feel like i have a thousand funny memories of you and i'm trying to pinpoint in my head exactly where the laughs came.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of my favorites was my first talk in singles ward like 7 years ago. It was in rose street and doug was bishop. Those were the days that anything went over the pulpit. You pretty much had free reign to evangelize how ever you pleased. Glad to know with Dr. Dave having taken over things will get back to the glory days. But i remember say some stupid stuff and just hearing the loudest, most gratifying laughter from the back. Rose street chapel is small so it really rang. i remember even pointing out that it was you laughing which made you laugh even harder. Which of course made me laugh harder. I think you even made some comment to me while i was up there and we had a small conversation back and forth hahahaha. It's one of my favorite memories.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't help but think back to that Thanksgiving that we gang banged Kelsey (haha yes i just used gang banged). You and i grilled her over and over with super embarrassing questions in front of everyone, including Grandma. We were ruthless and it was seriously like the funniest thing I've ever been a part of. We asked her about kissing boys and about her deep abiding love for Ninja, something about the yellow fever was in there as well. The best part was when grandma pretended that she wasn't listening in on the conversation and Kelsey knew that grandma had just heard everything about her and kissing a handful of boys. I feel proud to have lead the offensive with you that day. I don't know if i've ever laughed that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love you, Gee Gee, you're my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Boo Boo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{there are few things I find more enjoyable that making Kelsey blush with embarrassment. And having grandma hear that conversation just made it that much more awesome. Thanks for being my partner in crime}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;I have a lot of memories of Angie being stuck on things. One of my very first memories of Angie is when we were playing hide and seek in the dark. The person looking would have a flashlight that you would try to shine on the person. I just remember seeing Angie lit up by a flashlight beam. She was stuck standing with a foot the door knob on each side of the door. She was bawling her brains out. I also remember climbing over a fence at grandma's and Angie getting stuck half way over. Another time on a fence at her dad's house. I don't know why that stands out in my mind but it is just something funny I think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always remember Angie being so cool. Once when I was 13 or so Daishan, Alysha (I think it was us three...but I can't remember exactly) and I went to Seattle to visit for a week. Angie introduced me to all kinds of cool music (that you could never hear in Moses Lake), she dressed me up in outfits I would never dream of wearing in my real life (with Doug around). She never acted too old for us, and was always so nice. She worked in the mall at a clothing store and we visited her and tried on crazy outfits and took crazy pictures. I would love if I could find some of those right now because they were awesome. I felt so old and so cool. Looking back now I can't believe she was so nice to a bunch of hyper tweens...that is really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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I can't wait until I am feeling better so we can hang out sometime. Hahaa. I am so excited for you to live here in Utah, and I love your little Q. Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Angie is the only cousin I have that is my same age.&amp;nbsp; We were babies, toddlers, teens, adults....together.&amp;nbsp; It is hard to know how to sum her up...and how I feel about her.&amp;nbsp; Instead of one memory...just some thoughts perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Angie is stylish.&amp;nbsp; She always has been.&amp;nbsp; When I was little I remember telling my mom that Angie wore a different dress to church EVERY WEEK!&amp;nbsp; And the accessories, and hair...she really had it together.&amp;nbsp; She was from the big city.&amp;nbsp; I was the country bumpkin.&amp;nbsp; I remember once Grandma had a little talk with me.&amp;nbsp; She said she thought it was appropriate for me to start wearing make-up.&amp;nbsp; She said "Angie has been wearing makeup for quite some time now".&amp;nbsp; A side note to this story is that I was already totally wearing makeup...like everyday.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you just couldn't really tell.&lt;br /&gt;Angie is a good leader.&amp;nbsp; We worked so well together, bossing all the younger cousins around.&amp;nbsp; Planning extravagant musicals, skits, plays, dances.&amp;nbsp; We were pretty determined that our shows ran like well-oiled machines.&amp;nbsp; I credit the younger girls for being good sports.&amp;nbsp; But Angie had a way of making things so fun.&lt;br /&gt;I loved visiting her in Seattle and playing with all her Barbies.&amp;nbsp; She had tons of clothes for them.&amp;nbsp; We spent alot of time changing their hair and outfits.&amp;nbsp; Then they would get into dramatic situations.&amp;nbsp; There was always a mean Barbie, and a nice one.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun playing and playing and playing.&lt;br /&gt;Angie is strong-willed.&amp;nbsp; I remember her having very specific ideas about food, and what she wanted to eat.&amp;nbsp; I remember her refusing to eat toast if the butter wasn't completely melted, and telling Grandma so.&amp;nbsp; I have so many memories like this...random and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Angie is funny.&amp;nbsp; She has always been able to make me laugh.&amp;nbsp; At EFY she would crack me up doing impersonations of our counselors and other people in our group.&amp;nbsp; She has a great laugh too, so I would always feel like I was so funny.&amp;nbsp; I would say something and she would laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;Angie truly is the queen of pop culture and always has been.&amp;nbsp; She always knew the words to songs.&amp;nbsp; She could quote tv shows and movies.&amp;nbsp; I would try to keep up.&amp;nbsp; I never quite could.&lt;br /&gt;In our family we dance.&amp;nbsp; Yes, there are some amazing trained dancers in our group.&amp;nbsp; But the rest of us, we just love music...and when we hear music, we have to MOVE!&amp;nbsp; Angie has always been exceptional at this.&amp;nbsp; She can "get down" with the best of them.&amp;nbsp; It is so fun to be with her, dancing and laughing and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Angie is a true and loyal friend.&amp;nbsp; We had lots of long talks...she guided me through all my boy drama (ha ha...looking back it wasn't much....but when you are that age, everything seems monumental).&amp;nbsp; I remember her once telling me that I was prettier than my best friend Celeste.&amp;nbsp; This wasn't true of course, all the boys loved gorgeous Celeste, but Angie was trying to "have my back", build up my confidence and all that.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many fun times.&amp;nbsp; Dates, and family parties, cousin sleepovers, family reunions.&amp;nbsp; It was a blast to have Angie as my best friend cousin.&amp;nbsp; I love her.&amp;nbsp; It has been fun to see her as a mom, with Q.&amp;nbsp; She is amazing.&amp;nbsp; All the same things she has always been, fun AND funny, stylish, loyal, and good leader.......make for a very talented and loving mama!&lt;br /&gt;I love you Angie, with all my heart!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe we are 35.&amp;nbsp; It blows my mind.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for being my sister, friend, cousin, FAMILY......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Cali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;{I may have guided you through boy drama, but you secured my only dates in my high school dating career. 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;I remember when you were born. We were so excited to have another girl in the family. Grandpa Bates - as usual shed a few tears and talked about what a "dolly" you were. When Grandma bates died and you came back to MN with Jared &amp;amp; your folks you were still pretty small. Janice and cousin Ann just kept playing with you and marveling at your little feet. They kept holding them in their hands and saying with awe in their voices - "they're just like little eggs". I had no clue but they were sure in a "little egg" fog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;When you were older Janice &amp;amp; I spent a Christmas with your family and time at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Earl's home. We had a great time - Kimmy was about 2, Jared was a round faced little guy and you were as grandpa bate predicted - a"dolly". a tough one tho..sitting on ur laps you would press your face close, VERY close and smash your nose into ours. What the??? we would ask and very seriously you'd answer NOSE WRESTLING. That was also the visit when we invented " chows" of every kind not just dog chow - oh no - we laughed hilariously as we thought up slug chow,&amp;nbsp; baboon chow,&amp;nbsp; otter chow.... I don't remember exactly but if we added "chow' to the name of some animal.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;when I lived with you guys that year you were in third grade I think. You loved clothes, having your hair fixed just right, being better at math than jared -- Oh yes Jared&amp;nbsp; it's true and it drove you crazy! We had rock concerts in the basement, you and your crazy girl cousins would hog pile on the beds singing and making crazy faces. We would sneak off to Farrfar's (sp?) for ice cream. You were funny and serious and grown-up and a kid at the same time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Now over these last gabillion years we have only seen one another a couple of times -- both of these thanks to your generosity - I am so grateful for those gifts. You're now a Mom, a party girl and still a wild child...I love you with all my heart and am so proud to call you family and especially friend.&amp;nbsp; Great things await you Angie -- Happy BIrthday!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;- Cousin Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helv
