<?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-8174212171942640469</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:43:19.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four Of Us</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-2593016755778667556</id><published>2008-11-21T15:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:44:18.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So where to begin!? I know it's been FOREVER since I wrote and A LOT of thing have happened since then! Here's a few recaps over the last month and a half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. TRISTAN STARTED CRAWLING! He started crawling actually two days after his six month birthday. He started out slow but has really gained some speed. He can get around the room in about one minute now! It is unbelievable how much he can do! We play a game where he chases me around the couch and he LOVES it! LOL He laughs the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WE MOVED!! On 11/15 we packed up (okay, so we actually started packing a lot earlier than that LOL!) and moved out of our tiny two bedroom apartment to a house in Garland! We now live off of Centerville and Northwest Highway (635 &amp;amp; Centerville) in a four bedroom, three bath, two living area HOME! We are soo happy to be living a house instead of an apartment! Lloyd and I even have a roof top patio attached to the master bedroom! Because we have an extra room my younger sister decided to move in with us so it's...Lloyd, Priscilla, Kathy, Kaci, Tristan, Lana, Foster and I! You can really say we are one big happy family LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WE HOSTED OUR FIRST THANKSGIVING! So as I said we moved in on 11/15 so we only had 12 days to get the house in order before the big day! Priscilla, Lloyd and I really had to hussel to get the tree up, Christmas decor out, boxes unpacked and furniture arranged but it all got done. We cooked about half of the turkey day lunch including ham, turkey, green bean casserole and stuffing then asked the other family members (both mine and Lloyd's sides!) to bring the rest. The feast was well worth the prep time and the visiting with family members wasn't to shabby either LOL The only problem I was SICK SICK SICK. AGAIN! I had a fever, cough, stuffy nose - the works. I was all off balance and I ended up stubbing and cutting my pinkie toe open on the fire place THEN I fell down the stairs after putting the baby to bed! I'm just thankful I wasn't holding him when I plummeted down those twisted stairs! Other than that the day was a hit and we were happy to host one great Thanksgiving Day lunch! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lloyd shot his first TWO deer! So most of you don't know but Lloyd has taken on a new hobby of hunting! My dad is a hunter and the tradition goes waaaay back on my dads side of the family. He even took Kathy and I when we were younger and I must admit I've bagged a deer or two of my own. Anyway, my dad has a deer lease out in west Texas and during hunting season he's no where around on the weekends. At least no where around Garland! He's off at the lease living it up in is luxury travel trailer and up at the crack of dawn to sit in a stand and wait for a deer to walk by. This season Lloyd has began tagging along. He's really grown to love going and now we don't see him any where around on weekends! He is lucky that my mother (and aunt Pia!) are supportive enough to watch Mr.T on the weekends so he can go enjoy the great outdoors and male bonding pretty often! So the weekend before Thanksgiving Lloyd got not one but TWO deer on his Friday night hunt. He shot the first and before he knew it another crept up and he bagged that one too. He got a 6 point buck and a doe. I know some of you may not believe hunting is humane but we eat every part of the deer and the meat from these two will last us all or most of 2009 so I believe we do it the right way! Congratulate Lloyd on the big trophy next time you see him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TRISTAN GOT HIS FIRST TOOTH! My little boy is growing up soooo fast! On the Sunday after Thanksgiving when I was still sick and little man was starting to get sick we had my mom come over so we could go clean out the apartment since we had it till the 30th. Before I left I checked his temp and it was 103! I quickly gave him a dose of Tylenol and tested my mom on how to handle the situation (LOL I couldn't help it) and rushed to get stuff done. On my way home my mom calls me and tells me she has a good idea why T had such a high fever...He had gotten his first tooth! It's the bottom left. It still has some growing in to do but it's comes out more everyday. It's soo cute...but also bittersweet. Pretty soon my baby won't be a baby anymore! Sometimes I can't wait to share Christmas's with a bright eyed "big boy" and others I just want to put a spell on him so he'll stay little forever! Aww too bad though it's inevitable - he's growing up! I wonder how long before the next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And last but NOT least...you're never going to believe this BUT TRISTAN TOOK HIS FIRST STEPS! Even before he was crawling Tristan has been pulling himself up and standing. He looks so weird because he's soo little - you just think "that baby should not be standing!" But he loves it..it gives him a sense of control. He started by holding on to whatever he could for dear life and slowly started letting go. Then he would kind of guide himself down the couch holding on then sitting down crawling then standing up again. Now he lets go of whatever he was holding and stands for as long as he can. He then usually falls into a sitting position but on Friday he stayed up and went for it. He took two steps and fell. LOL You could tell he wanted to keep going and was kind of mad. He gets the concept now though and I am imagine he will be walking around the house within two months! This is just soo crazy - stop growing up little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have many pics with me so here's a few Aunt Angel took when she baby sat him a few weeks ago. She bought him those candy stripped baby legs and diaper cover with the monogrammed T on the butt. LOL Are they not the most adorable thing you've ever seen!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SScipdjFhLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Uw_nOqPpKD0/s1600-h/cutiepatotie"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271219984562226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SScipdjFhLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Uw_nOqPpKD0/s320/cutiepatotie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_m_bz1eI/AAAAAAAAAac/gHWCcqeFgUU/s1600-h/T7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277162802467034594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_m_bz1eI/AAAAAAAAAac/gHWCcqeFgUU/s320/T7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277162789373178354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_mOp_cfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/lBYIHcZmSAw/s320/T6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277162778422387042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_ll3HoWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tY6iU_iwLrE/s320/T5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_lGzmTXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5GDvFgHfCW0/s1600-h/T4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277162770086120818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_lGzmTXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5GDvFgHfCW0/s320/T4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_k40KADI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NGjxNi03bAc/s1600-h/T2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277162766330363954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STw_k40KADI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NGjxNi03bAc/s320/T2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STxDb3q35mI/AAAAAAAAAak/StlH91kDOlE/s1600-h/T1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277167009450681954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/STxDb3q35mI/AAAAAAAAAak/StlH91kDOlE/s320/T1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so there's some more that I don't quite have time for right now and I'm at work so I don't have pictures with me (except a few!) but I promise to change my layout SOON and keep you all updated more often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-2593016755778667556?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/2593016755778667556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=2593016755778667556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2593016755778667556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2593016755778667556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-where-to-begin-i-know-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SScipdjFhLI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Uw_nOqPpKD0/s72-c/cutiepatotie' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-2982021775445877963</id><published>2008-10-26T18:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:56:02.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we had a BLAST at cousin Brayden's Halloween Bash! Yomaida did such a great job decorating the place and setting up a cute pumpkin patch for pictures! Tristan was the youngest kid there but he still throughly enjoyed himself! He was beyond excited to just be apart of it all. He wanted to be in the mix so bad! A few times I got a little nervous with all the big kids playing and scooped him up quick but he wasn't having it. He wanted back down on the floor so he could get back to playing! There were great snacks to enjoy, great conversation with family and other mommies and even personalizing pumpkins! Now Tristan didn't really participate in the decorating of the pumpkin...It was nap time and he was getting hungry so we went upstairs for a little quiet time. He would have ended up eating all of the little felt stick on letters anyways so it was probably for the best! All of the kids were dressed sooo cute! There was a princess, a football player, a monkey, a dinosar, Tristan was a little devil - even The Hulk and Tinkerbell showed up! Overall it was a blast! We look forward to getting together with everyone soon! We are also looking forward to doing some light trick or treating at some close realitives houses! We will be sure to take some good pictures on Halloween night too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my little devil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUGI6N1FqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pBDjuCbeDgE/s1600-h/000_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618489788274338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUGI6N1FqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pBDjuCbeDgE/s320/000_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm...these pumpkins look good! I think he was trying to bite them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUGJVxgxEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OOkpGWQ0NuI/s1600-h/000_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261618497185694786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUGJVxgxEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OOkpGWQ0NuI/s320/000_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lloyd with our little devil and cousin Aaron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261620523093236626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH_Q3gm5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/onzNFbfKjFg/s320/000_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makayla was such a little sweetie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH-9LaqVI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-908Vp4ow_w/s1600-h/000_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261620517808023890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH-9LaqVI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-908Vp4ow_w/s320/000_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Aaron monkeying around! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH-qPhLRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/dHxynBGWs_E/s1600-h/000_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261620512724954386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH-qPhLRI/AAAAAAAAAXs/dHxynBGWs_E/s320/000_0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brayden James as a dinosuar! In true dino fashion he had just finished some gold fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULnoq70FI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5Sg1B2hxL5I/s1600-h/000_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261624515212595282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULnoq70FI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5Sg1B2hxL5I/s320/000_0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Aiden WAS The Hulk but he decided he didn't like the gloves and mask! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261620502600817138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUH-EhvGfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rU1WrFXactQ/s320/000_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tristan decorating his pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoX2DWeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/u6u1niPC3t0/s1600-h/000_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261624527875693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoX2DWeI/AAAAAAAAAYU/u6u1niPC3t0/s320/000_0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With a little help from daddy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoPlcScI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MLooMnSs31w/s1600-h/000_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261624525658540482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoPlcScI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MLooMnSs31w/s320/000_0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The final product...it's kind of hard to get a whole pumpkin in one picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoqj4Q1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/_OGTd9ArX2U/s1600-h/000_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261624532899742546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQULoqj4Q1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/_OGTd9ArX2U/s320/000_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy and Babas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUOO4DjVtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/t8aK7ejjQmo/s1600-h/000_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261627388380534482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUOO4DjVtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/t8aK7ejjQmo/s320/000_0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Aaron is such a QT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUOONI1QCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GUm6B-Qex5w/s1600-h/000_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261627376859955234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUOONI1QCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GUm6B-Qex5w/s320/000_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the boys were busy looking at something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUON7IzRAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/niaLOoYPvF0/s1600-h/000_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261627372027986946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUON7IzRAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/niaLOoYPvF0/s320/000_0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nealy, Yolanda, Pia and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUONgF3q8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ypt-RdSu7S0/s1600-h/000_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261627364767935426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUONgF3q8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ypt-RdSu7S0/s320/000_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8174212171942640469-2982021775445877963?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/2982021775445877963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=2982021775445877963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2982021775445877963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2982021775445877963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-bash.html' title='Halloween Bash'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SQUGI6N1FqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pBDjuCbeDgE/s72-c/000_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-851036339464263178</id><published>2008-10-16T20:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:25:56.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being a mommy! :)</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to take a minute and let you all know how much my family means to me. I have two of the best guys in the world to share my days with and I love them more than life itself. I just wanted to share with you some of the reasons why I love doing what I do! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Reasons Why I Love Being A Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. That AMAZING smile thats fills the room the minute I walk into it.&lt;br /&gt;9.  The fact that I get all the kisses and cuddles whenever I want!&lt;br /&gt;8.  How everyone oohs and ahhs at what a gorgeous (and healthy!) baby boy we have!&lt;br /&gt;7.  Getting to say that I am the sole provider of my little boys meals!&lt;br /&gt;6.  The AMAZING bonding that comes with being the sole provider my sugar pulm.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Getting to shop for the most adorable baby things!&lt;br /&gt;4.  Getting to participate in the fun mommy and me activities and play groups!&lt;br /&gt;3.  Dressing little man however I want! (cause I know it won't last long!)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Wondering about and planning Tristans future. (He's going to be a lawyer! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;1.  Just being with my little man. I love him more than anything in this life and    I would do anything for him. Tristan alone is the real reason I love being a mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-851036339464263178?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/851036339464263178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=851036339464263178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/851036339464263178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/851036339464263178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-being-mommy.html' title='I love being a mommy! :)'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-2607143586017245051</id><published>2008-10-13T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:02:44.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little man sits up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Tristan has ventured on to the next step! On Thursday I was at home with T and he (all my himself!) pushed himself up with his arms into the sitting position. It didn't last long and he quickly fell back to the ground on his stomach. He did that about four times and got tired of it! The next day Lloyd called me and told me he had mastered sitting! He once again had pushed himself up into the sitting position and I guessed figured out how to balance himself and stay that way. At first he would slide a little but quickly learned he could use his arm to prop himself and stay up! He's SUCH a smart little guy! By that night he was sitting for 30 minutes plus! Actually Priscilla and I watched a movie and he sat and played for about an hour! He can now sit for as long as he would like. He even rolls around and plays then sits up to play then it's back to rolling then sitting up again! I would just like to say that I am awfully proud of my Baba's and I can't believe how fast he learns things! I don't even know where this came from! He never showed any signs of sitting before! He just decided he was going to do it and did it! He is deffinately going to be crawling before the end of the month. He already gets on his hands and knees and moves around. He knows how to use his hands to pull himself but he just doesn't get the leg thing yet! Looks like the crawling will be before that first tooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the big boy himself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IPudE1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/UXkUzVYFOmQ/s1600-h/tristan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746542359712594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IPudE1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/UXkUzVYFOmQ/s320/tristan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IMCp-mI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HuoiYhQvgiI/s1600-h/tristan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746541370702434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IMCp-mI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HuoiYhQvgiI/s320/tristan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IPFZ6tI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_TvCU67P7uY/s1600-h/tristan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746542187539154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IPFZ6tI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_TvCU67P7uY/s320/tristan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IO3Uj6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/MfOF2Pw9hFg/s1600-h/tristan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746542128467874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IO3Uj6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/MfOF2Pw9hFg/s320/tristan5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IdfDvjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sP5ilg_eyYk/s1600-h/tristan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746546053234226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IdfDvjI/AAAAAAAAAVg/sP5ilg_eyYk/s320/tristan6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3UEw62uI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vSnKzoxPGpE/s1600-h/tristan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746745575693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3UEw62uI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vSnKzoxPGpE/s320/tristan7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3UHywnfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/p5deeZn9BpE/s1600-h/tristan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256746746388717042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3UHywnfI/AAAAAAAAAVw/p5deeZn9BpE/s320/tristan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-2607143586017245051?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/2607143586017245051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=2607143586017245051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2607143586017245051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2607143586017245051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-man-sits-up.html' title='Little man sits up!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SPO3IPudE1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/UXkUzVYFOmQ/s72-c/tristan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-8997181871078480993</id><published>2008-10-04T15:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:09:02.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. MICHAEL J. WILILAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SOfZnecRK1I/AAAAAAAAAU4/hF5SEyIQeuQ/s1600-h/rip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253406762560727890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SOfZnecRK1I/AAAAAAAAAU4/hF5SEyIQeuQ/s320/rip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to ask everyone to pray for Michael Williams’s family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 3 Michael never woke up. He had had a good night with my little sister and gone to sleep in her room. They were unable to wake him the next morning. A young life was lost and it was unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost an amazing friend and we will never get him back. It's not fair that his life was ended before it should have and it breaks my heart to even think about it.His family needs support and prayers more than ever now. His poor mother and father are heart broken - they lost their little boy. All you mommies out there know that you can't even fathom what it is like to loose your child. When I saw his mothers cries I wanted to go to sleep forever myself. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE pray for them. If you knew Michael and can help in ANY way please don't hesitate.R.I.P. Michael Williams 11.22.88 - 10.03.08 we love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-8997181871078480993?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/8997181871078480993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=8997181871078480993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/8997181871078480993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/8997181871078480993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/10/rip-michael-j-wililams.html' title='R.I.P. MICHAEL J. WILILAMS'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SOfZnecRK1I/AAAAAAAAAU4/hF5SEyIQeuQ/s72-c/rip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-2221667040101842290</id><published>2008-09-28T00:08:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:54:52.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day At The Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Friday we had a fun filled day at the zoo! I know it's a bit of a late update but I misplaced my camera until this morning so I had no choice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I know silly silly me. Anyways, my company had an event (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quarterly&lt;/span&gt; award ceremony) from 12:30 p.m. to 3 p.m. at the Dallas Zoo that yesterday so I figured it was a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to have a fun day at the zoo with my favorite two guys! Lloyd took the day off (which isn't hard to do with your Father-in-law as your boss! ;) and met me up there with Mr.T at 3! I was super excited all day and couldn't wait to see if my little guy was at all interested in the animals. He did have a little fun but I think he could have had the same amount of fun at home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Nonetheless Mommy and Daddy had a bunch of fun and a ton of pictures! At the last minute a friend of ours (Melanie) and her son decided to join us! I was glad they got to come along! We hadn't seen her in awhile so it was good to catch up and gaze at the amazing animals! Now I kind of went picture crazy so you will have to excuse me! We got some great shots though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Catching a bite to eat before hitting the habitats! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZWpFKdoI/AAAAAAAAARI/bDY0HLohOvw/s1600-h/000_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943567312615042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZWpFKdoI/AAAAAAAAARI/bDY0HLohOvw/s320/000_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MMMM&lt;/span&gt;...is that burger good Lloyd? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZW8CqnHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9Du4KbO0fTE/s1600-h/000_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943572402412658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZW8CqnHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9Du4KbO0fTE/s320/000_0282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tristan decided that his bib would be good enough for him! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZXWRxXoI/AAAAAAAAARY/E3d05kdu1to/s1600-h/000_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943579445091970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZXWRxXoI/AAAAAAAAARY/E3d05kdu1to/s320/000_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melanie and Jackson - We love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZXSFvbYI/AAAAAAAAARg/3tMVwoOESzU/s1600-h/000_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943578320891266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZXSFvbYI/AAAAAAAAARg/3tMVwoOESzU/s320/000_0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's one yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZX-KLIdI/AAAAAAAAARo/xnk5qoFmyTk/s1600-h/000_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943590150644178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZX-KLIdI/AAAAAAAAARo/xnk5qoFmyTk/s320/000_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy gave big boy his meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bL_ipvDI/AAAAAAAAARw/KxLV4_hpEXs/s1600-h/000_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250945583386573874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bL_ipvDI/AAAAAAAAARw/KxLV4_hpEXs/s320/000_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was off to see the birds! There weren't that many for some reason but we did get to see the Eagles. They really are beautiful. These pictures don't do them justice. This guy's beak was quite large! His head was about the size of a soft ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bL5E74xI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PgIaDLIdOcc/s1600-h/000_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250945581651321618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bL5E74xI/AAAAAAAAAR4/PgIaDLIdOcc/s320/000_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Eagle (some species I don't remember the name of!) had a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; head. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kept&lt;/span&gt; spreading his wings and I wanted a picture of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; bad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I am not that skilled so this was the best picture I was able to get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMNyvBdI/AAAAAAAAASA/25dQfELByio/s1600-h/000_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250945587212125650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMNyvBdI/AAAAAAAAASA/25dQfELByio/s320/000_0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Baba's&lt;/span&gt; loves turtles! Okay so maybe we love them for him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; His room is full of turtles - in fact his bedding set is called Turtle Bay! Anyways, they had a lot of turtles and even a big statue of one. Tristan and Daddy had a lot of fun posing on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMtsGojI/AAAAAAAAASI/nkYZL5PrzaE/s1600-h/000_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250945595774247474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMtsGojI/AAAAAAAAASI/nkYZL5PrzaE/s320/000_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMm0TlsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pFV-K_spKww/s1600-h/000_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250945593929602754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8bMm0TlsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pFV-K_spKww/s320/000_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of these guys was super fast! He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kept&lt;/span&gt; going all over the place! The others just kinda laid around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cRjrDG8I/AAAAAAAAASY/XcA83YrxdXM/s1600-h/000_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250946778496441282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cRjrDG8I/AAAAAAAAASY/XcA83YrxdXM/s320/000_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the turtles Tristan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cRv4t1cI/AAAAAAAAASg/w8gEpJDrGjI/s1600-h/000_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250946781774992834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cRv4t1cI/AAAAAAAAASg/w8gEpJDrGjI/s320/000_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta have his Momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cR5hLZWI/AAAAAAAAASo/mHjasWvYDgg/s1600-h/000_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250946784360621410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cR5hLZWI/AAAAAAAAASo/mHjasWvYDgg/s320/000_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next stop was the Tigers. They were locked up pretty tight so I wasn't able to get any close ups but there was one gorgeous female tiger laying in the grass. She got up and starting pacing when we were there so we got a little nervous! We did read up on them and enjoyed all the interesting facts about this amazing animal. Lloyd got a little frisky with model! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cSE7RXZI/AAAAAAAAASw/C2WGRDT7-R0/s1600-h/000_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250946787422854546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8cSE7RXZI/AAAAAAAAASw/C2WGRDT7-R0/s320/000_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that claw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8p4zrBnnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2xmpJtO2W0w/s1600-h/000_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250961746457370226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8p4zrBnnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2xmpJtO2W0w/s320/000_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The monkeys were around the corner from the Tigers. Pictures were really hard to get but we got an AWESOME video of the monkeys chasing birds! Once I figure out how to load a video on here I will add it. They were funny little guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8dh8PiQ3I/AAAAAAAAATI/OQc8y2oKbMY/s1600-h/000_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948159481463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8dh8PiQ3I/AAAAAAAAATI/OQc8y2oKbMY/s320/000_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind bars (I felt kinda bad for the long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;limbed&lt;/span&gt; guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8diAZonRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/I6anB9YFVB4/s1600-h/000_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948160597564690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8diAZonRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/I6anB9YFVB4/s320/000_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They did have an elephant too but she was by herself. We didn't get to see her for very long because they were bringing her in for some reason. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hefalumps&lt;/span&gt; were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8dic52qyI/AAAAAAAAATY/uvNV5qsBGbc/s1600-h/000_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948168248896290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8dic52qyI/AAAAAAAAATY/uvNV5qsBGbc/s320/000_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Rhinos were very photogenic. They were like seriously posing for people - it was so funny. They would like put one foot in front of the other and stop and stand there while people took pictures! They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; big and their horns were kind of scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8diYiCiXI/AAAAAAAAATg/MDnOxcmmjRA/s1600-h/000_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948167075268978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8diYiCiXI/AAAAAAAAATg/MDnOxcmmjRA/s320/000_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were the only animal Tristan showed interest in. He screamed at them - I think he wanted to play with em'! I don't think that would have been a very good idea so we just let him peer from far away! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0GK421I/AAAAAAAAATo/KEiQghmGaGA/s1600-h/000_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949570895600466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0GK421I/AAAAAAAAATo/KEiQghmGaGA/s320/000_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cheetah was apparently having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;leisure&lt;/span&gt; day. After all it was Friday! He was gorgeous but also a little scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0WvgftI/AAAAAAAAATw/iPDv-qm7ah4/s1600-h/000_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949575344160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0WvgftI/AAAAAAAAATw/iPDv-qm7ah4/s320/000_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was kinda funny that they put the cheetah next to all the deer and stuff! This guy was sleeping really oddly. I thought it was an interesting pose so I had to get a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0imyaII/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fy8VMMXaf-A/s1600-h/000_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949578528811138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0imyaII/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fy8VMMXaf-A/s320/000_0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another deer looking thing I don't know the name of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0xUu9_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/E-4vLYgkSzU/s1600-h/000_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949582479620082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8e0xUu9_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/E-4vLYgkSzU/s320/000_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These guys were awfully smelly! Not to easy on the eyes either. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; They were scoffing and scraping the feet in the dirt! We sang the song from The Lion King to them because they reminded us of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Pumba&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gQlaKc2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/W0m8nkByrPU/s1600-h/000_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951159829132130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gQlaKc2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/W0m8nkByrPU/s320/000_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sculpture&lt;/span&gt;! This one was just as ugly as the creature itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gQwk7AYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rkg8d-c4OzM/s1600-h/000_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951162827047298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gQwk7AYI/AAAAAAAAAUY/rkg8d-c4OzM/s320/000_0330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I put this hat on him because I was worried he was going to get over heated! I got an ice water when we got there and I would dip the hat in there every so often and put it back on his head. At first he didn't like it but then he got to were he wanted me to keep it super cold! It made me feel better about taking him out in the semi heat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; He is so cute in hats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gRBKf_MI/AAAAAAAAAUg/85ovfBfySdw/s1600-h/000_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951167279627458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gRBKf_MI/AAAAAAAAAUg/85ovfBfySdw/s320/000_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading out after a long day of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gRLd1vWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FqjeCyyjXTM/s1600-h/000_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250951170045099362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8gRLd1vWI/AAAAAAAAAUo/FqjeCyyjXTM/s320/000_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to stop by the gift shop on our way out and grab a picture frame so we can get one of these great shots and cherish it forever! We had such a great time and can't wait to go back - hopefully when it's a little cooler outside. I really want to go to the Aquarium next time but we'll save that for another adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-2221667040101842290?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/2221667040101842290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=2221667040101842290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2221667040101842290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2221667040101842290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-day-at-zoo.html' title='Fun Day At The Zoo!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN8ZWpFKdoI/AAAAAAAAARI/bDY0HLohOvw/s72-c/000_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-2621117618830034712</id><published>2008-09-25T16:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:08:40.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Month Check Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay on Tuesday Mr.T (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) had his 4 month check up. Obviously, it's a bit after his four month birthday but you know doctors and how they love to reschedule. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. set up to be two days after he turned four months but they called and rescheduled due to the doctor going to vacation. Anyways, Tristan is doing GREAT! He weighed 17 lbs. and 1 oz. (77&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; percentile) and was 27 inches tall (94&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;percentile&lt;/span&gt;)! They said he's grown about two inches a month and gained just over two pounds a month. They were impressed with his excellent rolling skills. If you let him he'll roll all over the house! He's also been showing a lot of interest in crawling. Obviously he still doesn't quite get the "on all fours" concept but he tries really hard! He can actually wiggle around a lot and is pretty good at going backwards! It's really cute but you have to watch him like a hawk or you might loose him! The doctor expects Tristan to get his first tooth in about a month or so. Obviously you can't say for sure when they will come in but you can see the whites coming through so they're bound to be here soon! I wonder which will come first - crawling or first tooth? I guess we'll just have to wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Tristan's other latest interest is The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Backyardigains&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; LOVES to watch them. It amazes me that a four month old will sit and watch a TV show for thirty minuets straight. And if you turn it off or pick him up mid show he will scream until he gets to watch it again! They actually are pretty cute and the songs are quite catchy. Lloyd wants him to be Pablo (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;penguin&lt;/span&gt; on the show!) for Halloween but I'm not so sure about that. We will have to see about that as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some cute ones of Mr.T &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; his favorite show and getting around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DQwxH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tNEzPIdBdv8/s1600-h/backyard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250484738018320370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DQwxH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tNEzPIdBdv8/s320/backyard1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching Backyardigains!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DlE0j_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/j_U4mMCuQts/s1600-h/backyard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250484743471140850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DlE0j_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/j_U4mMCuQts/s320/backyard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leave me alone Aunt P!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DvVl3XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UXOl6DaTg2s/s1600-h/precrawl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250484746225835378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DvVl3XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UXOl6DaTg2s/s320/precrawl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I managed to back up this far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DgconBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/x6gbap-B-9o/s1600-h/precrawl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250484742228843538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DgconBI/AAAAAAAAAQw/x6gbap-B-9o/s320/precrawl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Put one hand in front of the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14Dtbaj2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IpRE-kDR_b0/s1600-h/precrawlupset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250484745713389410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14Dtbaj2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/IpRE-kDR_b0/s320/precrawlupset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get outta my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14VS10ipI/AAAAAAAAARA/kOZPgmBzq4U/s1600-h/whererugoing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250485047814032018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14VS10ipI/AAAAAAAAARA/kOZPgmBzq4U/s320/whererugoing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where do you think your going!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-2621117618830034712?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/2621117618830034712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=2621117618830034712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2621117618830034712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/2621117618830034712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/4-month-check-up.html' title='4 Month Check Up!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SN14DQwxH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/tNEzPIdBdv8/s72-c/backyard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-6972138579957727068</id><published>2008-09-15T21:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:17:11.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Time</title><content type='html'>So I have what some may call a bad habit. I call it our time. What am I talking about? Well, I take Tristan to bed with me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;. When my little guy starts rubbing his eyes and getting a little fussy I know it's time for night night. Most mommies would maybe give their little one a bottle, maybe rock them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt; in their room with the lights out or just hold them until they fall asleep then it's off to the crib. Not me. When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Baba's&lt;/span&gt; gets to yawning I know it's getting close to my bedtime too (don't ask - it's what we've been calling him since he was two weeks old. I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Baba's&lt;/span&gt;! :-) . I pick up my sugar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; hold him close while walking through the hall to my bedroom. I've already turned out the bedroom light and turned on our bathroom light so there's just enough light for me to see. I grab our favorite fleece blanket and lay Tristan in the bed. I then snuggle up next to him and begin nursing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Baba's&lt;/span&gt;. It's such an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; time for us. I really believe there's no better experience for a mom than nursing her baby. Tristan automatically closes his eyes and a rests his little arm on my chest. I pull the blanket up over us and snuggle closely. We both fall asleep like this and snuggle for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might say it's a bad habit to get into now because he'll be in our bed for years. Well I say I don't care. I just love having my sugar pie there with me all night and sleep soundly knowing he's safe in my arms. I don't care if people say I'm spoiling my little guy because maybe that's what I want. I want Tristan to be spoiled rotten with love. He's going to know that no one loves him like Mommy and Daddy. My little guy is going to be allowed to crawl in bed with me for as long as he wants. I'm always in the mood for snuggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Lana doesn't like it so much because she's been booted to the floor. Since we first got Lana shes slept in the bed with us - under the covers and everything. (See a pattern here? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) She was our baby before Tristan and doesn't really understand why we can't all sleep together. She tries to lay with Tristan as often as she can and loves to investigate him as much as we'll allow her. She's getting more and more used to Tristan and excepting that he's taken her place in the middle of the bed but she knows we still love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8kg6iUE0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dVYvisFe4D4/s1600-h/IMG_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246452238797509442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8kg6iUE0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dVYvisFe4D4/s320/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan and I sleeping on the couch together when he was 24 days old. He was such a little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8nIDEwvXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bBy-GBKyYFo/s1600-h/IMG_0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246455110127631730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8nIDEwvXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bBy-GBKyYFo/s320/IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lana had to join us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khDXZytI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IjExUfHDFz0/s1600-h/trisandlana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246452241167665874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khDXZytI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IjExUfHDFz0/s320/trisandlana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I said Lana will try to lay with him whenever she gets a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khWgtufI/AAAAAAAAAPY/gO6eFDkSDDU/s1600-h/tristansleep5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246452246306994674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khWgtufI/AAAAAAAAAPY/gO6eFDkSDDU/s320/tristansleep5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Babas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khgwpehI/AAAAAAAAAPg/71gy8FiPvm8/s1600-h/tristansleep7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246452249058179602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8khgwpehI/AAAAAAAAAPg/71gy8FiPvm8/s320/tristansleep7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He loves our bed. Don't dare try and move him - he's not having it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8m6UWxt-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DhOrNOwphwk/s1600-h/tristansleep6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246454874248427490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8m6UWxt-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DhOrNOwphwk/s320/tristansleep6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's nothing more beautiful than a sleeping baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-6972138579957727068?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/6972138579957727068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=6972138579957727068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/6972138579957727068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/6972138579957727068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-time.html' title='Our Time'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SM8kg6iUE0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dVYvisFe4D4/s72-c/IMG_0216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-1362232504343212594</id><published>2008-09-13T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:09:43.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMxVLHgKiFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9D73Yo9WWkE/s1600-h/BeautifulYouQuickweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245661315460663378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMxVLHgKiFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9D73Yo9WWkE/s320/BeautifulYouQuickweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I'm slowly learning more and more about digital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt; and it's been a lot of fun! This week we had a bonus and it was just a quick page but I learned to convert a picture into black and white and struggled over a text box. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Here is the finished product. Simple but I think it's cute. I've got a lot more learning to do - I'm still having to go back and double check how to do things. Hope you like it! I'll post week two's project as soon as I finish it! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-1362232504343212594?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/1362232504343212594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=1362232504343212594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1362232504343212594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1362232504343212594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-layout.html' title='Quick Layout'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMxVLHgKiFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9D73Yo9WWkE/s72-c/BeautifulYouQuickweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-3886904378521519026</id><published>2008-09-07T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:56:47.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Four Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tristans&lt;/span&gt; 4 Month Birthday! I can't believe what a big boy he is! It's truly amazing to watch him learn every day and oh yes he learns something new every day! He has his four month check up soon and I can't wait to see just how much he really has grown! I'm not looking forward to the shots but that's another story. Anyways, last night we went out with my family to celebrate Tristan's latest accomplishments ;) We had a lot of fun even though Mommy was awfully sick and had to come straight home and get into bed. Oh man, I thought I had broken my fever and maybe I did for an hour but it quickly came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was miserable last night - my sleeping schedule went like this yesterday: Woke up at 4:30 a.m. with fever and upchucking...that lasts until 7:30 a.m. when I decide that I should probably call in sick to work then I go back to sleep. Lloyd lets me stay in bed until noon when I stagger into the living room with our large comforter and bed head! (I know you wish I had a pic!) I lounge around on the couch trying to stay away from the baby but he's not having that then at 2:30 my fever spikes up to 100.00 and I get back in bed. I wake up at 4 p.m. covered in sweat believing I've broken my fever and hop on the computer to finish my scrap booking class. At 6 p.m. we get in the car to leave for Olive Garden and immediately my body starts aching. I manage to make it through dinner O.K. but once everyone is done Lloyd, Tristan and I head straight home. We get home at 7:30 p.m. and I make it to the bed about .5 seconds after we get in the door. At 8:30 Lloyd brings Tristan to me to eat and I pass out with Tristan nursing. I wake up at midnight to Lloyd taking Tristan away to his crib. I quickly pass out again. Despite waking up three times for about 20 minuets at a time I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conked&lt;/span&gt; out until 9 a.m. when Tristan woke up. I am still tired and not feeling on top of my game. AND I have to be at work at one :( I probably shouldn't go in but I know I have too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's enough complaining here's some cute ones from last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300974852691394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydNiN1cI/AAAAAAAAALo/mO4hcDfq7-M/s320/000_0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydfRDuCI/AAAAAAAAALw/Xy9c6JxTzdU/s1600-h/000_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300979612563490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydfRDuCI/AAAAAAAAALw/Xy9c6JxTzdU/s320/000_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neither one of them can quite figure out how to work their camera! ;)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydrOTlZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SBuJFcWPkNI/s1600-h/000_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300982822245778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydrOTlZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/SBuJFcWPkNI/s320/000_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom enjoying her Mud Slide! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPyd5bMmbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cHfobTPoyjE/s1600-h/000_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300986634410418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPyd5bMmbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/cHfobTPoyjE/s320/000_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tristan's favorite dish is finger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPyePipR1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YPmEKCp5fcM/s1600-h/000_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243300992571230034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPyePipR1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/YPmEKCp5fcM/s320/000_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Angel loving her some Tristan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzk_f1xJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kNy_qXK2hp4/s1600-h/000_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302208035210386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzk_f1xJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kNy_qXK2hp4/s320/000_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan looked interested in the food so we gave him a little bit of bread - he didn't quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;undertstand&lt;/span&gt; what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzlLlI0RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jxbvD5UgAIo/s1600-h/000_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302211278655762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzlLlI0RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jxbvD5UgAIo/s320/000_0263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It frustrates him a little....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzljbDcSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Scj_zsezRPQ/s1600-h/000_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302217678811426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzljbDcSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Scj_zsezRPQ/s320/000_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Kathy and Aunt Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzmOMOGsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SHVHIbNrxA0/s1600-h/000_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302229159320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzmOMOGsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SHVHIbNrxA0/s320/000_0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Tristan (As you can see I'm a bit pasty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzmqw9qQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eyfSZcjP_ns/s1600-h/000_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243302236829624578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPzmqw9qQI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eyfSZcjP_ns/s320/000_0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole family (minus me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-3886904378521519026?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/3886904378521519026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=3886904378521519026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3886904378521519026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3886904378521519026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/celebrating-four-months.html' title='Celebrating Four Months!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMPydNiN1cI/AAAAAAAAALo/mO4hcDfq7-M/s72-c/000_0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-7857130704463452733</id><published>2008-09-06T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:05:37.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week One Scrapbooking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SML7WfCoBbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1pn1T93xGQ/s1600-h/weekoneblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243029279920883122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SML7WfCoBbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1pn1T93xGQ/s320/weekoneblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I started a digital scrap booking class (with the help of my super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt;-Scrap savvy sister &lt;a href="http://angelhartline.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=SFNT&amp;amp;Store_Code=AHD"&gt;Angel!)&lt;/a&gt; and it's been a lot of fun! With life being as busy as it is I don't often have time to sit at the computer for more than 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; but I took advantage of being sick (FINALLY broke my fever of 100.00 degrees about an hour ago!) to sneak in some class help. Of course I changed the layout a little bit because I just HAVE to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;! I think it's pretty cute and I'm awfully proud of myself! ;) Tell me what you think!? There will be many more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also just wanted to note that the woman I am taking the class from has some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;beginner&lt;/span&gt;, intermediate and expert level classes and most of them are self paced. They teach you a lot and are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compatible&lt;/span&gt; for whatever version of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; you have. You should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; check out &lt;a href="https://jessicasprague.com/"&gt;https://jessicasprague.com/&lt;/a&gt; and once you've learned all the scrap booking tricks go to &lt;a href="http://angelhartline.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=SFNT&amp;amp;Store_Code=AHD"&gt;Angels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Scrap booking&lt;/span&gt; Store&lt;/a&gt; to get all the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embellishments&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;.! You'll have a lot of fun and they're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-7857130704463452733?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/7857130704463452733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=7857130704463452733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/7857130704463452733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/7857130704463452733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-one-sxt.html' title='Week One Scrapbooking!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SML7WfCoBbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1pn1T93xGQ/s72-c/weekoneblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-1630062290279994384</id><published>2008-08-28T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:13:56.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Popo's New Truck</title><content type='html'>About a month ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; (Lloyd's father) came into town, which is a rare occasion as he is a busy truck driver, so Lloyd and Tristan went to visit him. When they got there they realized they were in for a real treat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; got a really neat new truck and Tristan and Lloyd got to check it out in detail. It is really nice and we are glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popo&lt;/span&gt; gets to drive around in it! It's a really pretty dark blue and has two full size beds so he gets to really relax when it's time to wind down. I'm sure once Tristan is older he'll think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Popo's&lt;/span&gt; truck is really cool and appreciate it a little more! Here are some pictures of the fun outting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm4ADXFZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E98uwW6oEAQ/s1600-h/000_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm4ADXFZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E98uwW6oEAQ/s320/000_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239769803741664658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The long view &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm4hffKrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qpkM2QQTUFQ/s1600-h/000_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm4hffKrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/qpkM2QQTUFQ/s320/000_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239769812718004914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm5PRU3JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DeINOZI5fp8/s1600-h/000_0043.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Closer up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm5PRU3JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DeINOZI5fp8/s320/000_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239769825006640274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving on Mr. Tristan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm5iuvBVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TLz-jT20lZs/s1600-h/000_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm5iuvBVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TLz-jT20lZs/s320/000_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239769830230263122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Popo and Tristan - can you see the resemblance? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm6c-ny4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/f1SWlM0HwKQ/s1600-h/000_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm6c-ny4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/f1SWlM0HwKQ/s320/000_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239769845866154882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't take off with Tristan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-1630062290279994384?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/1630062290279994384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=1630062290279994384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1630062290279994384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1630062290279994384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/08/popo.html' title='Popo&apos;s New Truck'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLdm4ADXFZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E98uwW6oEAQ/s72-c/000_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-3025192830393713415</id><published>2008-08-24T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:38:48.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan having fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay so today I FINALLY figured out to put my camera pictures on my computer so now you guys no longer have to subject to the crappy phone pictures! So of course I will be posting a lot more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken about a week and a half ago. Tristan LOVES riding around on Daddy's sholders and just cracks up almost the whole time. Of course Lloyd holds on tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlE8KKw-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pjHiDrsCV-Y/s1600-h/000_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290083383788514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlE8KKw-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pjHiDrsCV-Y/s320/000_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at me Mommy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFJ9R8xI/AAAAAAAAAJA/LuLcFTX0F78/s1600-h/000_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290087087829778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFJ9R8xI/AAAAAAAAAJA/LuLcFTX0F78/s320/000_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy Kisses For Tristan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFaS8ykI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Go518HJx3nw/s1600-h/000_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290091473685058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFaS8ykI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Go518HJx3nw/s320/000_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this not just TOO CUTE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFuoZMDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0eZSMKnj8CY/s1600-h/000_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290096932335666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlFuoZMDI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0eZSMKnj8CY/s320/000_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hold on tight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another one of Tristans amazing accomplishments has been that he can now sit/stand in his ExerSaucer! At my baby shower extended family pitched in to get Tristan this activity center chair and Tristan just adores it. He hits all the toys and makes me sing to him, tries to get all of them in his mouth and even jumps up and down and rocks the whole thing. Once he gets in he knows he's in for a lot of fun and here is him enjoying that fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoA6-kOsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zoPrnd7_wGM/s1600-h/000_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238293312882096834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoA6-kOsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zoPrnd7_wGM/s320/000_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I like my toys but I like my hands too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoBbUEAdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qL12UzILhdY/s1600-h/000_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238293321562194386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoBbUEAdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/qL12UzILhdY/s320/000_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preoccupied by Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoBkeNqZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s3FQvqYHT7M/s1600-h/000_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238293324020689298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoBkeNqZI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s3FQvqYHT7M/s320/000_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to pull the toys into his mouth...he can't figure out why they won't reach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoAA5UuOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ZWrhlc8snBg/s1600-h/000_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238293297290852578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIoAA5UuOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ZWrhlc8snBg/s320/000_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well! I'll just jump up and rock this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlGEi1OUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lXDduO5AF8M/s1600-h/000_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290102814587202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlGEi1OUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lXDduO5AF8M/s320/000_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I've got lots more to share with you and I'll try to post again later this week!&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/8174212171942640469-3025192830393713415?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/3025192830393713415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=3025192830393713415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3025192830393713415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3025192830393713415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/08/tristan-having-fun.html' title='Tristan having fun'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SLIlE8KKw-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/pjHiDrsCV-Y/s72-c/000_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-911345272579061981</id><published>2008-08-21T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:47:59.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As It Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay so I know it's been FOREVER since we've written and I'm sorry! Life has just been so much fun and busy lately. Here's just a little bit about what's been going on with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Lloyd decided to take a month long break from work before starting his new job. As you know Lloyd worked at Lone Star Baby &amp;amp; Kids for the past twos years but recently decided that he should take a step in another direction. We made the decision that Lloyd would go ahead and stay at home with Tristan while he pursued other options. Daddy has had a lot of fun staying home with the little guy and getting to see the new things he learns everyday. We weren't really too concerned with searching for a new career for Lloyd when oppurtunity came a'knocking. I know some guys that live at the community I work at that work for TXU. They do outside sales and seem to be very happy with it (not to mention doing pretty well for themselves). They stopped by the office last Saturday and mentioned they were looking for some new guys. Well before I (or Lloyd!) knew it Lloyd had an interveiw schedule for that Monday. Well being the awsome guy Lloyd is of course he got the job and starts tomorrow! He's super excited to try something new and is going to give it his all! I'll update you on that as it comes in! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Daddy has been home Tristan has made amazing progress! The latest accomplishment is that he is now a rolling over pro! Tristan has been rolling over for almost a month now. You can not lay him on his back for more than 45 seconds without him flipping over! At first he would just roll over and get frustrated because he couldn't keep his head up for very long. He would hold is up for about 2 minuets then his little muscles would give out. Well now he's mastered the head holding and even arches his back and looks around. He no longer falls face down and can stay up as long as he likes. He has even began scooting! He wants to crawl so bad he can taste it! He kind of rocks his body back and forth and kicks his legs. He can move around a little bit and generally ends up about 2 feet from where he started! We're soooo proud of our little boy and know he will be crawling before we know it! He's also gotten pretty good at sitting up. He still can't do it all on his own but with a little bit of help from Mommy and Daddy he can stay sitting for quite a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cute ones Daddy got of Tristan since he's been home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK355lWWjpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xQnNZqLWAuE/s1600-h/IMG_0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116709375479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK355lWWjpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xQnNZqLWAuE/s320/IMG_0590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanna take off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK355wCMx-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/VUh4XKS1ExI/s1600-h/IMG_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116712243742690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK355wCMx-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/VUh4XKS1ExI/s320/IMG_0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just can't get going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK356O8VRhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SzOwirVCR-I/s1600-h/IMG_0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116720540632594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK356O8VRhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SzOwirVCR-I/s320/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scooted down a little too far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK357je5YAI/AAAAAAAAAII/2fyZYgk8_Yg/s1600-h/IMG_0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237116743234183170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK357je5YAI/AAAAAAAAAII/2fyZYgk8_Yg/s320/IMG_0569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another exicting thing that happened is Aunt Angel moved back home! We are soo excited Aunt Angel (my older sis) has come back to Dallas! She moved to South Carolina last year for a new job and really enjoyed it but Spartenburg is just no Dallas! So she convinced her bosses to let her work from home (Way to go Angel!) and got to come back! Tristan is happy Angel gets to see her nephew grow up! In fact we're going to see her tonight! I'll post those pictures later. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also about a month and a half ago our Nephew Aiden turned a whopping 3 years old! He's getting soo big and starts Pre-K next year! We didn't get to make it to the actual birthday party so we stopped by the night before to give the little guy his gifts and captured some awsome pics! I have to share these with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39sB5i2EI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NNb2wkh6usE/s1600-h/IMG_0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237120874567620674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39sB5i2EI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NNb2wkh6usE/s320/IMG_0523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Yolanda and Cousin Aiden (And The Hulk boxing gloves Uncle Lloyd gave him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39sVJJKNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V53WJj6lSno/s1600-h/IMG_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237120879733319890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39sVJJKNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/V53WJj6lSno/s320/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39snsfp_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YzY-itxSLqI/s1600-h/IMG_0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237120884713433074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39snsfp_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YzY-itxSLqI/s320/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing off his sword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39tOM4NqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GVDXb7_Nrp0/s1600-h/IMG_0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237120895049807522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39tOM4NqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GVDXb7_Nrp0/s320/IMG_0531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Axaiver and his Batman outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39tdAJvcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9PHYP-HbWCU/s1600-h/IMG_0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237120899022962114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK39tdAJvcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9PHYP-HbWCU/s320/IMG_0532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trey and his favorite weapon ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-911345272579061981?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/911345272579061981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=911345272579061981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/911345272579061981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/911345272579061981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life As It Is....'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SK355lWWjpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xQnNZqLWAuE/s72-c/IMG_0590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-3791460140861399870</id><published>2008-07-06T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:37:00.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Of Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We've been having such a blast lately! We've been enjoying the summer festivities as much as possible and watching our little boy blossom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan Luke is two months old today! Our little man is growing so fast. At his two month check up he weighed in at a whopping 13.2 lbs! He's also grown 4 inches since he graced us with his presence. He is in the top 90th percentile for his height and weight - we couldn't be happier! The doctor said (and I quote!) "He's a text book baby!" (Can you tell Mommy and Daddy are proud as can be? Of course he's the most perfect baby ever!) They did say that he's a tall little boy and if he wasn't so tall he'd be a little big for his age! ;) Tristan has learned to smile and laugh (mostly when he sees Mommy, Daddy or Grandma) and is just the happiest little guy ever. He's starting to grab onto his play key set and learning to start the music on his play mat by swatting at a little ball. It's amazing to see him learning everyday. Before we know it he's going to rolling over and crawling all over the place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's some pics of the birthday boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdaxx1rI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OOhazM14yt0/s1600-h/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220115576712713906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdaxx1rI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OOhazM14yt0/s320/IMG_0393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing in his "recliner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdh9boUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/prmrYldfv1w/s1600-h/IMG_0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220115578640638274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdh9boUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/prmrYldfv1w/s320/IMG_0398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdzqtjPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/deNytp1j8Cs/s1600-h/IMG_0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220115583393959154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdzqtjPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/deNytp1j8Cs/s320/IMG_0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTeOc_M3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/et_HJZRrHh0/s1600-h/IMG_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220115590584152946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTeOc_M3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/et_HJZRrHh0/s320/IMG_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't that just adorable!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately with his two month check up also came his first set of shots. He had to get 5 vaccines - one was oral and the other four were horrible shots! I think it hurt us more than it hurt him. He actually handled the whole thing very well. The nurse did it very quickly - two in each leg. As soon as the first needle pierced his little skin Tristan of course went into a short screaming session. It was so horrible to see him in pain but as soon as it was over and he was back in Mommy’s arms he calmed down and went to sleep. He actually did not run a fever at all or act sore like the doctor said he would. He was a little fussy for the rest of the day but he powered through it. Tristan Luke is a tough guy just like his Daddy. My sweet baby boy is so strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fussy Baby After Shots =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWVDF-YtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jF032lrM6BM/s1600-h/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118731450901202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWVDF-YtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jF032lrM6BM/s320/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWVTZ48MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qAE8cBB14gI/s1600-h/IMG_0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118735829397698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWVTZ48MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qAE8cBB14gI/s320/IMG_0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWV5kOKLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7hMMVwjC6CM/s1600-h/IMG_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118746073278642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGWV5kOKLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7hMMVwjC6CM/s320/IMG_0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My poor baby - He tired himself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 4th we had such a busy day! First it was out to Lavon to celebrate Nealys 10th birthday. She's becoming such a young woman! We enjoyed spending some quality time with most of Lloyd's family (We were short Lloyd’s dad and Doug's family) and also got to visit with Scott's parents (Lloyds sister Yomaida's husband LOL). Lloyd and Nealy rocked out on Guitar Hero Aerosmith while Priscilla, Tristan and I cheered them on. Of course we also got to see the little Brayden James - well I guess he's not little compared to Tristan! He's such the little star and was crawling around happy as can be! We hope Brayden and Nealy had as much fun as we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX5c2BejI/AAAAAAAAAFw/02P07khSIYo/s1600-h/IMG_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220120456350235186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX5c2BejI/AAAAAAAAAFw/02P07khSIYo/s320/IMG_0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Proud Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX5i7pMKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lMZhzMuChVk/s1600-h/IMG_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220120457984422050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX5i7pMKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/lMZhzMuChVk/s320/IMG_0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Make a wish and blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX568VriI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZtDl9xL1DTw/s1600-h/IMG_0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220120464429788706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX568VriI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZtDl9xL1DTw/s320/IMG_0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nealy and Brayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX6W9Pi0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0Mdw0TfQdrs/s1600-h/IMG_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220120471949773634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGX6W9Pi0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0Mdw0TfQdrs/s320/IMG_0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana, Lloyd and Tristan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFKsIqAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/E3Z6c6DBXbw/s1600-h/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121757146982402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFKsIqAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/E3Z6c6DBXbw/s320/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nealy and Yomaida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFWn3gxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-HTgEecVInA/s1600-h/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121760350307090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFWn3gxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-HTgEecVInA/s320/IMG_0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lloyd and Fat Boy Tristan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFg81UBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pbEYaCr8pXY/s1600-h/IMG_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121763122597906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFg81UBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pbEYaCr8pXY/s320/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nealy opening her birthday gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFoGRmrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nAD4oU-ExUI/s1600-h/IMG_0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121765041248946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZFoGRmrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nAD4oU-ExUI/s320/IMG_0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woo Hoo Money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121774344550178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGZGKwWtyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SsrIs_O4JpY/s320/IMG_0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Lloyd and Nealy rocking it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 p.m. we left and drove to Garland to see Angel, Kevin and Baby Joshua. He's a little less than a month older than Tristan. We put both the little guys face to face and they just smiled away at each other! One day they're gunna be best friends! Lol It was so fun to see the look on Tristan’s face when he was able to lock eyes with Joshua. He really looked amazed - like whoa there's someone else my size! They were sooo cute together. We hung out there while Lloyd and Kevin played even MORE Guitar Hero - I guess Lloyd is practicing to become an All Star so by the time Tristan is able to play he can really show him the ropes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN we all packed up and headed to my parents house for a late dinner and fireworks! My sister Angel is in town from South Carolina so she got to play and spend some time with Tristan and of course everyone else was admiring our perfect baby boy! Lol My dad cooked up a real feast of pork chops, bacon wrapped back strap, corn on the cob, deviled eggs and (more!) potato salad! Unfortunately by the time the fireworks started little Tristan was EXHAUSTED and quite fussy due to being passed around and busy all day. The poor little guy just wanted to be home in his crib so we had to take our food to go and get on the road. So we packed up and headed home. Right when we got home Tristan took his bedtime bottle and passed out for the night. Yes the whole night - in case I haven't mentioned we are BLESSED with a baby that already sleeps from 12 a.m. to 8-9 a.m. every night! So overall the day was a lot of fun and we had a great fourth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some (not so great!) pictures of the few fireworks we did get to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaMwIn30I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DsWh6MYuIdY/s1600-h/IMG_0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122986969292610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaMwIn30I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DsWh6MYuIdY/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaNGNcp-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J8McbrBsIuI/s1600-h/IMG_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122992895109090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaNGNcp-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/J8McbrBsIuI/s320/IMG_0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaNZIAzMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R-AtgRSGpwk/s1600-h/IMG_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220122997972585666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGaNZIAzMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R-AtgRSGpwk/s320/IMG_0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once again HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY NEALY - WE LOVE YOU and HAPPY 2 MONTH BIRTHDAY TRISTAN LUKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-3791460140861399870?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/3791460140861399870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=3791460140861399870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3791460140861399870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3791460140861399870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-months-of-joy.html' title='2 Months Of Joy!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SHGTdaxx1rI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OOhazM14yt0/s72-c/IMG_0393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-6639602726819040315</id><published>2008-06-23T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:37:01.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wonderful Daddy!</title><content type='html'>So life has been busy busy lately. Last Tuesday was my first day back at work and I won't be off until this Thursday so I will have been on a nine day stretch. Luckily Lloyd and I both have that day off together so we'll get to spend some time together. It's been hard adjusting to being away from my little guy all day. The first morning I had to have Lloyd drive me to work with the baby so I could get just a little more time with him. I do rest a little easier knowing Lloyd is such a good daddy and takes such good care of him. Tristan and I are truly blessed to have such a great father and husband. He takes 50% of the load with the daily duties of taking care of the Tristan - he even cleans the house for me on his days off! Not many mommies get to have their hubbys' get up with them each time the baby cries just to make it eaiser for them to stay up in the middle of the night. I don't even have to ask him to do these things either. He does them because he loves us so much and truly wants whats best for his family. No one could ask for a better man. What I'm really trying to say is thank you from the bottom of my heart, I love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of Tristan and Daddy (Most of them aren't that great as they were taken with our phones...we haven't put the camera pics on the computer yet but we will soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBN14y_HlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m0W5VRazBac/s1600-h/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215253956669677138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBN14y_HlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m0W5VRazBac/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play Time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBN2LbnSHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XiQX-wr6Jbo/s1600-h/IMG_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215253961671919730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBN2LbnSHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XiQX-wr6Jbo/s320/IMG_0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two proud daddies! (Kevin and Joshua on the left)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL-cqRZnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U43bETRJYXs/s1600-h/100_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251904712500850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL-cqRZnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U43bETRJYXs/s320/100_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Burping the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL-1ktb3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2kPKSVA5cNU/s1600-h/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251911400058738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL-1ktb3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2kPKSVA5cNU/s320/IMG_0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL_X6UDdI/AAAAAAAAADE/bkqV5V15WVM/s1600-h/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251920617475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBL_X6UDdI/AAAAAAAAADE/bkqV5V15WVM/s320/IMG_0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kisses for Tristan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBMAqMYbtI/AAAAAAAAADU/N6lvBOFBJag/s1600-h/IMG_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215251942704967378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBMAqMYbtI/AAAAAAAAADU/N6lvBOFBJag/s320/IMG_0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I surprised him with this pic but I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8174212171942640469-6639602726819040315?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/6639602726819040315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=6639602726819040315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/6639602726819040315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/6639602726819040315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-wonderful-daddy.html' title='Our Wonderful Daddy!'/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SGBN14y_HlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m0W5VRazBac/s72-c/IMG_0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-3251170537965515205</id><published>2008-06-14T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:37:01.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQvXPJ42xI/AAAAAAAAACc/HHkGfdL8E3M/s1600-h/baby1edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211842745026009874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQvXPJ42xI/AAAAAAAAACc/HHkGfdL8E3M/s320/baby1edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-3251170537965515205?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/3251170537965515205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=3251170537965515205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3251170537965515205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/3251170537965515205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQvXPJ42xI/AAAAAAAAACc/HHkGfdL8E3M/s72-c/baby1edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8174212171942640469.post-1808585258998313820</id><published>2008-06-14T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:37:03.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well where to begin. Life has been getting busier and busier the past month and a half. Tristan Luke is almost 6 weeks old and already getting big! It's truly amazing to see how much he has grown in such a short period of time. A few months ago he was this little tiny baby growing in mommy's tummy and now he's this a smiling, cooing, healthy baby boy who amazes us everyday. He's starting to show soo much personality. He loves it when daddy tickles his stomach and he just smiles from ear to ear. You can tell he wants to laugh and have fun he just doesn't quite know how yet. He's getting tummy time everyday to help his little muscles develop and he can hold his head up and turn it from one side to the other. Everyone told us we'd just fall in love with him but you really don't know true love, joy and pride until your a parent. He's got mommy and daddy wrapped around his little finger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211824541214008850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQezoq5ZhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ztk8h6w53R4/s320/100_0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tristan Luke Andrade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Born 5/6/08 at 2:30 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 7 lbs 15 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Length: 20 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQe0Qg5GEI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gu9nk8pDrAg/s1600-h/100_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211824551909464130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQe0Qg5GEI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gu9nk8pDrAg/s320/100_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time Mommy held her baby boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQe1NMm0aI/AAAAAAAAABM/36AArZWREf8/s1600-h/100_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211824568198943138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQe1NMm0aI/AAAAAAAAABM/36AArZWREf8/s320/100_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy putting on Tristans' first diaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQlaQfZkCI/AAAAAAAAACU/dM63OuRmWCg/s1600-h/100_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211831801807999010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQlaQfZkCI/AAAAAAAAACU/dM63OuRmWCg/s320/100_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Proud Aunt Angel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211827948402964610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQh59cC-II/AAAAAAAAAB8/K8ef-XNBVdk/s320/100_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa Hartline&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQh6JZRqII/AAAAAAAAACE/UI_2WbPytzs/s1600-h/100_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211827951612569730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQh6JZRqII/AAAAAAAAACE/UI_2WbPytzs/s320/100_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Kathy (you can tell she's a little nervous to hold him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQh6pMgXHI/AAAAAAAAACM/6nuCuzu0KHc/s1600-h/100_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211827960148941938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQh6pMgXHI/AAAAAAAAACM/6nuCuzu0KHc/s320/100_0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Pia and Tristan (Soo cute!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There's soo many more I could add and believe me I will! We've got a lot of catching up to do! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Other than keeping up with our little guy we have just been enjoying the summer! We spent a whole day shopping for summer so we've got all our gear now just bring on the good times! So far we've just been doing a lot of park visiting with Lana and the baby. We got to go out to Lavon and see Yomaida, Scott, Nealy and Brayden a few days ago. Little Brayden is growing so fast - he looks more like his mommy everytime we see him. Just think in one short year Tristan will be that big! It's hard to imagine! Nealy's getting big too, she turns 10 on July 4th. We'll get to go out and see everyone again on the 4th of July for Nealy's family birthday party then hopefully over to my family's house to enjoy Tristan's first firework show! Summer fun here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8174212171942640469-1808585258998313820?l=thenewestandrade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/feeds/1808585258998313820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8174212171942640469&amp;postID=1808585258998313820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1808585258998313820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8174212171942640469/posts/default/1808585258998313820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewestandrade.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-where-to-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>The Four Of Us</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03760894649815528982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SMql13p1eKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o6wRmn4Mvtg/S220/lloydsarahtristan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0djcReiWc2Y/SFQezoq5ZhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ztk8h6w53R4/s72-c/100_0532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
