<?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-973427391057011905</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:53:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3330800318031871158</id><published>2010-09-21T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:18:16.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This always makes me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TJkgtqAxc1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/AOWeUL4Fweo/s1600/brook+with+pretzel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TJkgtqAxc1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/AOWeUL4Fweo/s320/brook+with+pretzel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519478787062985554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a long time ago when I was driving home from doing a boutique and Brooklyn snuck a chocolate dipped pretzel out of my bag. She was going to town of that thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3330800318031871158?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3330800318031871158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3330800318031871158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3330800318031871158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3330800318031871158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-always-makes-me-laugh.html' title='This always makes me Laugh'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TJkgtqAxc1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/AOWeUL4Fweo/s72-c/brook+with+pretzel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7032457231745839030</id><published>2010-06-25T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:24:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Summer Saturday Coming Soon!!! July 31st</title><content type='html'>Apothecary Jars $13 each (Indludes - apothecary jar, med wood round, wood finial, candle stick, black or white paint, sandpaper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased all of my materials at Hobby Lobby for half price. I charged full price because they cannot guarantee me that everything will be on sale when I order. If you want to purchase the supplies yourself and watch the sales check out this website for a detailed list of supplies  (http://shanty2chic.blogspot.com/2009/10/ashleys-fall-apothecary.html)&lt;br /&gt;I will supply the glue, sandpaper and black or white paint for $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVv6WHa6wI/AAAAAAAAAYk/yzMcL7LfVLY/s1600/rs+ss+apothecary+jars+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVv6WHa6wI/AAAAAAAAAYk/yzMcL7LfVLY/s320/rs+ss+apothecary+jars+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486914769180617474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosted Vinyl  (Bring any glass dish from home that you want frosted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price will include the pre-cute vinyl stencil and the glass etching chemical.  I will provide the brushes needed to complete the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 13 inch deep glass platter is $9.00 (monogram)&lt;br /&gt;A casserole dish size and the larger “MORE PLEASE” platter size of plate would be $5.00&lt;br /&gt;The 4qt bowl size would be $4.00&lt;br /&gt;A plate design using the middle and around the edge of the plate will run between $5-$8 depending on how big the plate is.&lt;br /&gt; The deep dish platter size is $8.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVu8NpRH1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/jwqJN84320o/s1600/RS+ss+frosted.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVu8NpRH1I/AAAAAAAAAYc/jwqJN84320o/s320/RS+ss+frosted.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486913701754773330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCbDmac_foI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hoxB7oHRzJ4/s1600/rs+ss+monogram+plate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCbDmac_foI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hoxB7oHRzJ4/s320/rs+ss+monogram+plate.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487288260700896898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCbD3wJAFAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aU_fHPe-YEo/s1600/rs+ss+movie+bowl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCbD3wJAFAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aU_fHPe-YEo/s320/rs+ss+movie+bowl.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487288558580405250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Temple Picture $9 each (Indludes - paper, modge podge, acrylic sealant, glue sticks, wood block, temple picture) Feel free to bring your own paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVuEr2EQUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FTZV-4Wr-8c/s1600/rs+ss+girl+temple.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVuEr2EQUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FTZV-4Wr-8c/s320/rs+ss+girl+temple.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486912747788845378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temple Picture $9 each (Includes - paper, modge podge, acrylic sealant, glue sticks, wood block, temple picture) Feel free to bring your own paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVtpfz9OqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4v3I9aDQNVM/s1600/rs+ss+temple+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVtpfz9OqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4v3I9aDQNVM/s320/rs+ss+temple+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486912280702302882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Temple Pic $9 each (Includes - paper, modge podge, acrylic sealant, glue sticks, wood block, temple picture, vinyl writing) Feel free to bring your own paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVtIHrMCZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/otbBXItavUU/s1600/rs+ss+boy+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVtIHrMCZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/otbBXItavUU/s320/rs+ss+boy+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486911707287390610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIPBOARDS $7 each (Includes - Ribbon side runner 2 ft each, ribbons at top, paper &lt;br /&gt;  12x12, modge podge, acrylic sealant, double stick tape, clipboard, embellishments)&lt;br /&gt;  You can bring your own paper if you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVr4CMLjJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/g1vSvV3fhuE/s1600/RS+SS+clipboard.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVr4CMLjJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/g1vSvV3fhuE/s320/RS+SS+clipboard.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486910331425623186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGNETS .50 cents each (Includes - paper, modge podge, hot glue, gems, magnets) &lt;br /&gt; You can bring your own paper if you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVrNoZ7bAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q84YatHYTT8/s1600/rs+ss+magnets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVrNoZ7bAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Q84YatHYTT8/s320/rs+ss+magnets.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486909602949458946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Seat Tents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCV05T5uRrI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vcRb11mLqww/s1600/rs+ss+baby+seat+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCV05T5uRrI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vcRb11mLqww/s320/rs+ss+baby+seat+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486920248964564658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need:&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 yard top fabric&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 yard bottom fabric&lt;br /&gt;Complementary fabrics since you will see both fabrics at the same time on straps.&lt;br /&gt;50-56 " of ribbon per side (1 1/2" ribbon - largest I could find at Joann's).&lt;br /&gt;One spool will do 3 sides if you make the ribbon a little bit shorter (48").&lt;br /&gt;6" of Velcro per side&lt;br /&gt;You could do the stick on ones, but I wouldn't recommend them since they will be coming on and off often and are more expensive.  Sew-on is the best.&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $0.75 per side - (this price is of the sew-on 30"x 3/4" black or white Velcro, we might be able to get it cheaper from the big rolls where they cut it by the yard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Options:&lt;br /&gt;2 sides Velcro - 12" Velcro - Cost $1.50&lt;br /&gt;1 side Velcro/1 side ribbon - 6" Velcro/ 50-56" ribbon - Cost $0.75&lt;br /&gt;2 sides ribbon - 100-112" ribbon - Cost $0.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7032457231745839030?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7032457231745839030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7032457231745839030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7032457231745839030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7032457231745839030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/06/super-summer-saturday-coming-soon.html' title='Super Summer Saturday Coming Soon!!! July 31st'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TCVv6WHa6wI/AAAAAAAAAYk/yzMcL7LfVLY/s72-c/rs+ss+apothecary+jars+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8735441666551897141</id><published>2010-06-18T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:41:38.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland or Bust!!!!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Me and Mack left the midget at home and headed out to Disneyland. It was overcast and beautiful. I love California Weather. We had the time of our lives! Don't worry we didn't leave Brooklyn home alone. She was in good hands with my mother n law, sister n laws and neice. She had the time of her life too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJ6TCQUZI/AAAAAAAAAXs/R7TFSUDUdUk/s1600/Disney+land+cowgirl+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJ6TCQUZI/AAAAAAAAAXs/R7TFSUDUdUk/s320/Disney+land+cowgirl+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484339712121393554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJk4guSuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BT_rKRwQtU4/s1600/Disney+land+cowgirl+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJk4guSuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BT_rKRwQtU4/s320/Disney+land+cowgirl+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484339344224176866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJQIdVz_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/z0Na5gQUl3g/s1600/Disney+land+cowgirl+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJQIdVz_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/z0Na5gQUl3g/s320/Disney+land+cowgirl+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484338987727704050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxI7pzeHoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fLi-RTde7vo/s1600/Disney+land+cowgirl+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxI7pzeHoI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fLi-RTde7vo/s320/Disney+land+cowgirl+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484338635901640322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxInkGfqgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/03cWbUsgpGc/s1600/Disney+land+cowgirl+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxInkGfqgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/03cWbUsgpGc/s320/Disney+land+cowgirl+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484338290773436930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8735441666551897141?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8735441666551897141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8735441666551897141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8735441666551897141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8735441666551897141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/06/disneyland-or-bust.html' title='Disneyland or Bust!!!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TBxJ6TCQUZI/AAAAAAAAAXs/R7TFSUDUdUk/s72-c/Disney+land+cowgirl+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8126579720669177085</id><published>2010-05-31T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:46:41.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Girl!!</title><content type='html'>The last thing I remember was Brooklyn going to sleep a baby and when she woke up she was all grown up. What the heck??? Time for a new one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TASsXkHMhTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QMTgN-Yp5TM/s1600/brook+sleeping+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TASsXkHMhTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QMTgN-Yp5TM/s320/brook+sleeping+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477692567620191538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8126579720669177085?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8126579720669177085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8126579720669177085' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8126579720669177085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8126579720669177085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-big-girl.html' title='My Big Girl!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/TASsXkHMhTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QMTgN-Yp5TM/s72-c/brook+sleeping+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-6577909713334320444</id><published>2010-05-10T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:13:44.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Weekend</title><content type='html'>We ventured out for the weekend and started our trip to Safford. We ended in a two hour traffic jam in Superior. I ended up giving Brooklyn my camera so she wouldn't get frustrated. Here are a few of her masterpieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iClaJ4JZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U2z5nSRjSQw/s1600/zoo+pictures+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iClaJ4JZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U2z5nSRjSQw/s320/zoo+pictures+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469765326628988306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iCT2b8yDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bMm-DqVmGGY/s1600/zoo+pictures+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iCT2b8yDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bMm-DqVmGGY/s320/zoo+pictures+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469765024983337010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iB1XVQUfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CTKZ46ITKgk/s1600/zoo+pictures+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iB1XVQUfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CTKZ46ITKgk/s320/zoo+pictures+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469764501237682674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Gila Valley Temple Open House. It was very beautiful, except for when Brooklyn tried to pull a chandelier of the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iA1-GFrJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BvUDoppnzXE/s1600/zoo+pictures+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iA1-GFrJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BvUDoppnzXE/s320/zoo+pictures+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469763412131425426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to our hotel after the temple trip and Brooklyn decided that she needed more religion in her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iDqADarYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/E3LJY_2ZtDE/s1600/zoo+pictures+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iDqADarYI/AAAAAAAAAWs/E3LJY_2ZtDE/s320/zoo+pictures+091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766505033543042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Macks high school reunion. It was cool to meet his friends and hear their stories. He graduated with 34 students, half of them were there. I graduated with almost 800. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iDSmwFOxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EyXkhoG7ZeM/s1600/zoo+pictures+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iDSmwFOxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EyXkhoG7ZeM/s320/zoo+pictures+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766103104568082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iEVGh1q4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lp5ofkehvmQ/s1600/zoo+pictures+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iEVGh1q4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lp5ofkehvmQ/s320/zoo+pictures+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767245506128770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iEqVJ3wwI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dByQtFdhuug/s1600/zoo+pictures+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iEqVJ3wwI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dByQtFdhuug/s320/zoo+pictures+096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767610209387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-6577909713334320444?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/6577909713334320444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=6577909713334320444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6577909713334320444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6577909713334320444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/05/interesting-weekend.html' title='Interesting Weekend'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S-iClaJ4JZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U2z5nSRjSQw/s72-c/zoo+pictures+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-449363616579480803</id><published>2010-05-02T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T16:23:35.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>We took Brooklyn to the zoo for the first time. It was the best day to go. The weather was perfect and the crowd wasn't too big. Brooklyn loved it, she got way into it and had to have her own map. About every 5 minutes she would get it out and tell us where to go. It was a good day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94Ily4t7RI/AAAAAAAAAV8/be8xZIhR1K0/s1600/zoo+pictures+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94Ily4t7RI/AAAAAAAAAV8/be8xZIhR1K0/s320/zoo+pictures+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466816443082206482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94IRe5OpHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7hSa6jCK6VY/s1600/zoo+pictures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94IRe5OpHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7hSa6jCK6VY/s320/zoo+pictures+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466816094118257778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94H62WcxAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/DOmxnF__IfU/s1600/zoo+pictures+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94H62WcxAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/DOmxnF__IfU/s320/zoo+pictures+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466815705277842434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94HmSnHCQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QZG88Jf4Cuc/s1600/zoo+pictures+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94HmSnHCQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QZG88Jf4Cuc/s320/zoo+pictures+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466815352086661378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94HSB-JzzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ahi-pbW5h9M/s1600/zoo+pictures+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94HSB-JzzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ahi-pbW5h9M/s320/zoo+pictures+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466815004022525746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-449363616579480803?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/449363616579480803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=449363616579480803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/449363616579480803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/449363616579480803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-first-trip-to-zoo.html' title='Our First Trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S94Ily4t7RI/AAAAAAAAAV8/be8xZIhR1K0/s72-c/zoo+pictures+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7595033883837535681</id><published>2010-03-10T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:02:43.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so proud!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I am super duper proud of this project. Angie made me a small one a couple of years ago and ever since I have wanted a huge one to go up on my wall. So I kept trying to buy one but Angela insisted that we could make one so cute for cheaper. And we did. Thanks for your help Angie, I wouldn't ever craft if it wasn't for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S5gj4eKZ50I/AAAAAAAAAVI/2ag29cIj_UU/s1600-h/pictureboard+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S5gj4eKZ50I/AAAAAAAAAVI/2ag29cIj_UU/s320/pictureboard+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447143202380965698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the one Angela made for me. So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S5gkqm48wlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RevnNWBHS4/s1600-h/pictureboard+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S5gkqm48wlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2RevnNWBHS4/s320/pictureboard+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447144063717130834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7595033883837535681?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7595033883837535681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7595033883837535681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7595033883837535681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7595033883837535681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-so-proud.html' title='I am so proud!!!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S5gj4eKZ50I/AAAAAAAAAVI/2ag29cIj_UU/s72-c/pictureboard+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7051058125728341651</id><published>2010-01-11T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:25:08.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S0vO5M2RsaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8uYuN2EWyN4/s1600-h/cheesecake+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S0vO5M2RsaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8uYuN2EWyN4/s320/cheesecake+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425657658194637218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we decide to start working on all of our goals at one time?  Dieting and Potty Training do not mix. I know I don't have to do it at the same time, but it seemed like such a great idea last month. I'm hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7051058125728341651?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7051058125728341651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7051058125728341651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7051058125728341651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7051058125728341651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2010/01/goals-for-new-year.html' title='Goals for the New Year'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/S0vO5M2RsaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8uYuN2EWyN4/s72-c/cheesecake+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-1218036293853014841</id><published>2009-12-21T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:40:06.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly - this one is for you!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This was one of our many great family parties that took place this year. Our Brooks Family Christmas Party was awesome. Great food and fun games. This is my cousin Molly who currently lives in Paris and is down for the holidays. She is holding my sweet nephew Joshua. Molly recently lectured me about four times during our party that I do not blog enough. I completely agree and I promised her that I would do better. So here is a good start. Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBYQAQu9yI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KPPnh-9zhpU/s1600-h/christmas200913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBYQAQu9yI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KPPnh-9zhpU/s320/christmas200913.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927383698044706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Intense Bean Bag Toss!!!!  I did not win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZZJSwhFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Pzc2U1tsyxs/s1600-h/Christmas20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZZJSwhFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Pzc2U1tsyxs/s320/Christmas20095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928640252904530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Line for great food. (Why is Gregg always the first one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZumtMdlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kOuIk6E-dF0/s1600-h/Christmas20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZumtMdlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kOuIk6E-dF0/s320/Christmas20091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417929008925668946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Talent Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZ-2HV_qI/AAAAAAAAAUg/b4FpcLZE3gA/s1600-h/christmas200910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBZ-2HV_qI/AAAAAAAAAUg/b4FpcLZE3gA/s320/christmas200910.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417929287939784354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our famous runway models Gregg, Mindy and Ryan Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBaPE0YtmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ySs3a63QRf8/s1600-h/christmas200914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBaPE0YtmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ySs3a63QRf8/s320/christmas200914.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417929566764709474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey - who invited the crazy lady with the antlers?  Oh thats just my grandma. But really who invited her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBbVXzb09I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ijhbwUD1JvM/s1600-h/christmas200915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBbVXzb09I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ijhbwUD1JvM/s320/christmas200915.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930774451835858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clean up crew - Thanks Leslie!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBagyy_HvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4UH9SO8kp08/s1600-h/Christmas20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBagyy_HvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4UH9SO8kp08/s320/Christmas20093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417929871164645106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-1218036293853014841?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/1218036293853014841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=1218036293853014841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1218036293853014841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1218036293853014841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/12/molly-this-one-is-for-you.html' title='Molly - this one is for you!!!!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SzBYQAQu9yI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KPPnh-9zhpU/s72-c/christmas200913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-4134314218860930613</id><published>2009-11-29T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:29:07.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Ok So I haven't updated my blog since September. Sorry I found facebook and you know how it is. So I will give you a quick update of whats been happening in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn has a new routine she follows every night. She needs her two pink blankets, a white one, Woody (but she calls it her barbie), her cat Ruby and her baby doll. Also she needs her two white binkies. One for her mouth and the other in her hand. Wierd huh!! Do you think this will be brought up in counseling later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNkMl0beVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cMV-PL8248I/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNkMl0beVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cMV-PL8248I/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777744875321682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg was crowned a princess by Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNjwLkpDxI/AAAAAAAAATw/muGMH8oAtJY/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNjwLkpDxI/AAAAAAAAATw/muGMH8oAtJY/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409777256793444114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mack went hunting we had a girls weekend and ended up at Panda Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNjK9C9qTI/AAAAAAAAATo/kp0bQDvKHk4/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNjK9C9qTI/AAAAAAAAATo/kp0bQDvKHk4/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409776617238931762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brook became a concert pianist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNik8GlPXI/AAAAAAAAATg/g3c2dKS_Kb0/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNik8GlPXI/AAAAAAAAATg/g3c2dKS_Kb0/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409775964150644082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a four wheeler that Brooklyn absolutely loves and calls her motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNh1dugGSI/AAAAAAAAATY/943JjmDlk08/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNh1dugGSI/AAAAAAAAATY/943JjmDlk08/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409775148542728482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a new hat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNhCyeD7nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FMTpmZThcnE/s1600/Thanksgiving+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNhCyeD7nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FMTpmZThcnE/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409774277937589874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-4134314218860930613?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/4134314218860930613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=4134314218860930613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4134314218860930613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4134314218860930613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/11/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SxNkMl0beVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cMV-PL8248I/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-6098788659823311329</id><published>2009-09-13T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:38:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Saturday</title><content type='html'>The Stockings Were Hung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq26oGCmEWI/AAAAAAAAATI/D_AGVOu7xfg/s1600-h/super+saturday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq26oGCmEWI/AAAAAAAAATI/D_AGVOu7xfg/s320/super+saturday+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381162327756640610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq26I6UFWmI/AAAAAAAAATA/R8c2-nKCtfE/s1600-h/super+saturday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq26I6UFWmI/AAAAAAAAATA/R8c2-nKCtfE/s320/super+saturday+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381161792032823906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful Blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25x98K7iI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kaQ2rFrg2D8/s1600-h/super+saturday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25x98K7iI/AAAAAAAAAS4/kaQ2rFrg2D8/s320/super+saturday+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381161397869276706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnet Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25e8lOwsI/AAAAAAAAASw/9SGYePeabiQ/s1600-h/super+saturday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25e8lOwsI/AAAAAAAAASw/9SGYePeabiQ/s320/super+saturday+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381161071087108802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25BFUXAmI/AAAAAAAAASo/ALRHYPWodKc/s1600-h/super+saturday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq25BFUXAmI/AAAAAAAAASo/ALRHYPWodKc/s320/super+saturday+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160558036189794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq24jAuNWFI/AAAAAAAAASg/7gcd5lkHQd8/s1600-h/super+saturday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq24jAuNWFI/AAAAAAAAASg/7gcd5lkHQd8/s320/super+saturday+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160041406355538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-6098788659823311329?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/6098788659823311329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=6098788659823311329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6098788659823311329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6098788659823311329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/09/super-saturday.html' title='Super Saturday'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sq26oGCmEWI/AAAAAAAAATI/D_AGVOu7xfg/s72-c/super+saturday+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-1423493629175935565</id><published>2009-08-31T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:07:43.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little homesick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Spy4_1xZTeI/AAAAAAAAASY/IO5gs5RHBdk/s1600-h/chesney,+mock+and+brooksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Spy4_1xZTeI/AAAAAAAAASY/IO5gs5RHBdk/s320/chesney,+mock+and+brooksy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376375462079057378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am feeling a little homesick for my mission today. I know its been like 6 years since I have been home, but sometimes I really miss it especially when I see pictures of some of my favorite mission buddies. I will randomly crave to put on my big wool coat and start fearlessing down the subway train. I would also love a hot dog with everything on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-1423493629175935565?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/1423493629175935565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=1423493629175935565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1423493629175935565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1423493629175935565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-homesick.html' title='A little homesick'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Spy4_1xZTeI/AAAAAAAAASY/IO5gs5RHBdk/s72-c/chesney,+mock+and+brooksy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3681271692318433754</id><published>2009-07-27T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:12:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ring of Death 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sm1frlafcII/AAAAAAAAASI/ElKo0tzeSY0/s1600-h/the+death+ring+and+2bday+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sm1frlafcII/AAAAAAAAASI/ElKo0tzeSY0/s320/the+death+ring+and+2bday+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363047933650366594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would never believe it but Brooklyn swallowed this ring. I was in the kitchen making breakfast when I heard her making the wierdest sound. I ran to check on her and found her sticking her fingers down her throat. I didn't know what she was doing. I soon realized she was choking and tried to look in her mouth and couldn't see what it was. I knew she had swallowed it. I threw her upside down and pounded on her back. After a few tries with nothing happening I went into panic mode. I called the police and while they were on their way I kept her upside down and pounded on her back. Finally she threw up the ring and a lot of blood. She just layed there in my arms and stared at me. I was hysterical. A very nice police officer came followed by the paramedics. They were wonderful. They checked her out and said she was fine. I spent the rest of the day crying off and on thinking about what could have happened. This mom thing is an emotional roller coaster. Needless to say I have gone through all of Brooklyns toys and thrown anything away that I thought she could even fit in her mouth. Paranoid? Maybe, but I don't want to go through that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3681271692318433754?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3681271692318433754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3681271692318433754' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3681271692318433754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3681271692318433754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/07/ring-of-death-2009.html' title='The ring of Death 2009'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Sm1frlafcII/AAAAAAAAASI/ElKo0tzeSY0/s72-c/the+death+ring+and+2bday+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-6898219881134276377</id><published>2009-06-09T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:53:00.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Men in my life</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's Day(a few weeks early) to the Wonderful Men in My Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9KACVIfFI/AAAAAAAAASA/b8HCtRhTInA/s1600-h/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9KACVIfFI/AAAAAAAAASA/b8HCtRhTInA/s320/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345572647198030930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack is just cute! He doesn't talk much but I make up for that. He is just a good old red neck country boy. How we ended up together is a mystery. I feel very lucky to be married to Mack. He is so good to me and is such a great dad to our daughter. I love that he wants to be so involved with her. He is such a hard worker and I feel blessed to be able to stay at home with Brooklyn. Mack is all about the family. He has turned down many things just so he could be with his family, except for hunting season, if I had given birth during hunting season I would have had to just text him some pictures. Mack is a handyman too and if he can't fix it he will figure it out. Thanks for marrying me Mack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9Ggvs8USI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7qNKEeO7dAk/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9Ggvs8USI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7qNKEeO7dAk/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345568811086795042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9ESmylzwI/AAAAAAAAARo/sgIY5FbJrYc/s1600-h/Christmas2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9ESmylzwI/AAAAAAAAARo/sgIY5FbJrYc/s320/Christmas2008+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345566369153142530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is going to kill me for posting this picture. Many of you know Greg and I have to admit he is one of the greatest men I have ever known. He is so smart and wise. I call him every day and ask him the dumbest questions. Guaranteed he will know the answer too. He is so kind and giving and is the greatest example of service. Every time I talk to him he is helping someone or on his way to do so, yet he always has a few minutes to talk with you and makes you feel like you are the most important person in the world. He gives the best hugs. He also has the funniest sense of humor. He is hilarious. I think I might have the greatest dad in the world. Go Chandler Wolves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9Cfg-UvoI/AAAAAAAAARg/Hx3aCaQS2PA/s1600-h/Christmas2008+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9Cfg-UvoI/AAAAAAAAARg/Hx3aCaQS2PA/s320/Christmas2008+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345564391906786946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-6898219881134276377?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/6898219881134276377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=6898219881134276377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6898219881134276377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6898219881134276377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/06/men-in-my-life.html' title='The Men in my life'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/Si9KACVIfFI/AAAAAAAAASA/b8HCtRhTInA/s72-c/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8442437134932568548</id><published>2009-05-19T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:34:09.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My true Mini-Me</title><content type='html'>Is this not me? We went to Target today and found these. She loves them and looks so cute. We were looking at clothes and she found a green skirt that she really liked. She grabbed it off the rack and said "Mommy, I like it, I like it!" I told her to put it back. She said ok and then put it back. She turned to follow me then grabbed the skirt and ran off screaming "No, I like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOVkCdozeI/AAAAAAAAARY/enhSf7oZt4c/s1600-h/Wendy+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOVkCdozeI/AAAAAAAAARY/enhSf7oZt4c/s320/Wendy+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337774429733178850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we strap this monkey to Brooklyns back. It has a leash on it and it helps in highly populated places. One night she refused to go to bed without it. So I let her sleep with for like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOUN0ZJnqI/AAAAAAAAARI/08uv64WCymI/s1600-h/Wendy+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOUN0ZJnqI/AAAAAAAAARI/08uv64WCymI/s320/Wendy+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337772948487511714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Wendy went through the temple last week. It was an awesome experience. I met her shortly after I got home from my mission. We worked together and soon after she was baptized. She is getting her papers ready to go on a mission. Lucky! I am so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOTLZ7IKBI/AAAAAAAAARA/9ZclSUO5ko4/s1600-h/Wendy+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOTLZ7IKBI/AAAAAAAAARA/9ZclSUO5ko4/s320/Wendy+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337771807510898706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our 5th anniversary. Can you believe we have been married that long? And to think that my dad only gave us 6 months. Thanks for the beautiful roses Mack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOSfMKrjcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/h9_d34G1yUU/s1600-h/Wendy+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOSfMKrjcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/h9_d34G1yUU/s320/Wendy+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337771047903792578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud. Finally we put in a garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShORbfzYCpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dHnuUodRFuY/s1600-h/Wendy+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShORbfzYCpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dHnuUodRFuY/s320/Wendy+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337769884943649426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8442437134932568548?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8442437134932568548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8442437134932568548' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8442437134932568548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8442437134932568548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-true-mini-me.html' title='My true Mini-Me'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/ShOVkCdozeI/AAAAAAAAARY/enhSf7oZt4c/s72-c/Wendy+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3930596916578190796</id><published>2009-04-25T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:20:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>So I have to ask if this has happened to anyone else. Me and Mack have been looking for a truck to purchase. We've been doing our research and calling around. When we call dealerships and tell them what we are looking for they always seem to have exactly what we want and within our price range. We rush down to the dealership with high hopes to find that the truck has mysteriously vanished. But no worries there is another truck on the lot that is not even close to what we were looking for and for only $5000 more. Yep I'm done. I think I am going to give Mack my pink bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note I have to also ask if this is normal. My child is not even two yet and refuses to take baths. However she loves to take showers by herself. We just put her in the shower and she stands under the water until someone will get her out. Is this normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taught Brooklyn how to tickle and she hasn't quite gotten it yet, but it is sure hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70027d41fb5b7dbb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70027d41fb5b7dbb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998653%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D791921629F7510EB782DF61CD0DF1BDBFE8589D4.4C63691C12AFB2CA9E943888DF2CE42AAA976EDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70027d41fb5b7dbb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnySPekqfMtZ_AhUFmk7NVcz5SZI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70027d41fb5b7dbb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998653%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D791921629F7510EB782DF61CD0DF1BDBFE8589D4.4C63691C12AFB2CA9E943888DF2CE42AAA976EDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70027d41fb5b7dbb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnySPekqfMtZ_AhUFmk7NVcz5SZI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3930596916578190796?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=70027d41fb5b7dbb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3930596916578190796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3930596916578190796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3930596916578190796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3930596916578190796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='My Crazy Life'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-5953883068994252791</id><published>2009-03-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:39:54.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SccnyywwTeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5DuZACds7TQ/s1600-h/306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SccnyywwTeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5DuZACds7TQ/s320/306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316261638707367394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a phone call from an old mission companion (Chesney) who lectured me a little bit on updating my blog. So here I am. Life has been a little crazy. Macks brother got married so for about a month and a half we were either in St. David or Mack's family was here. Sometimes I wish his family lived here. I actually have great inlaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few scary things happened to me these last couple of months. I had a really good friend of mine attempt suicide twice. I found her in her home after the second attempt and it was a very scary thing. She called me that afternoon and told me that she didn't feel good. I rushed over and found her in bed and called the police. They were there within minutes. One of the paramedics told me that if she was there another half hour she would not have made it. One of the police officers kept questioning me about the phone call. They kept telling me that there was no possible way she could have called me. I had to show them the phones to prove it. Someone called me. There was a lot of things that happened that were unexplainable. There must have been a guardian angel looking out for her. My friend is doing so much better. She has been going back to church and trying to get her life back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just got a new calling which I am so excited for. They made me the new Enrichment leader. I don't know how I will do as leader but I love planning parties and events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn is going to be two in a few months and I am not sure how I feel about that. She is a wild one. She keeps putting stuff in the most random places. I found a smashed up chocolate chip cookie in the dishwahser soap dispenser, I find my makeup in the laundry basket, my hairspray on the book shelf. I still can't find my other set of keys, and she always hides her toothbrush. She hates getting her teeth brushed and so she knows if I can't find it she doesn't get her teeth brushed. I have found her toothbrush in drawers, under the sink, buried in her toy box and under my bed. How do you handle a child that is smarter than you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-5953883068994252791?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/5953883068994252791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=5953883068994252791' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5953883068994252791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5953883068994252791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a While'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SccnyywwTeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5DuZACds7TQ/s72-c/306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-5080642441575492942</id><published>2009-02-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:51:10.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn is Hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaFwd2No2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/hb2kGkh9TN4/s1600-h/dress+up+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298069079340196706 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaFwd2No2I/AAAAAAAAAQY/hb2kGkh9TN4/s320/dress+up+022.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This is where I have been finding Brooklyn lately. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaFZwgIoCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CcsrWYzeQDE/s1600-h/dress+up+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298068689210875938 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaFZwgIoCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CcsrWYzeQDE/s320/dress+up+019.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Brooklyn loves shoes. She is always finding someones shoes and putting them on. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaE9yOYF0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/9xt16gOGMoM/s1600-h/dress+up+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298068208636925762 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaE9yOYF0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/9xt16gOGMoM/s320/dress+up+014.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaElchDObI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BCBhe4dXjuo/s1600-h/dress+up+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298067790492809650 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaElchDObI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BCBhe4dXjuo/s320/dress+up+009.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SYaEVLkcrGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QmWv56vSCUs/s1600-h/dress+up+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298067511065750626 style="DISPLAY: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLYWEUYpEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Hogetf0bXIk/s320/Christmas2008+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288026786114348098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Red Neck Christmans &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to St. David every year and spend Christmas with my husbands family. Yes, no one make fun of me, I actually love my inlaws. They decorated their tree with Dr. Pepper cans and used ammo rounds. It also snowed down there and was very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLXJ_vxqgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cXCMVRxkW_g/s1600-h/Christmas2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLXJ_vxqgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cXCMVRxkW_g/s320/Christmas2008+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288025479216998914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank my husband for introducing soda to my daughter. She loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLWeMNea9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/X6Dic8gozMU/s1600-h/Christmas2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLWeMNea9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/X6Dic8gozMU/s320/Christmas2008+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288024726648548306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Brooks Family Christmas Party &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad puts a lot of planning into these parties. Me and him always make a treasure map that leads all over the park and makes the kids do ridiculous things and dress up funny before they get their treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLVaBZqJCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xxuONe7K8n0/s1600-h/Christmas2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLVaBZqJCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xxuONe7K8n0/s320/Christmas2008+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288023555515753506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLVA-PhLQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eWF1QojyrZ8/s1600-h/Christmas2008+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLVA-PhLQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eWF1QojyrZ8/s320/Christmas2008+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288023125171186946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLUcykhU9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eu_ilL8xzOY/s1600-h/Christmas2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLUcykhU9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eu_ilL8xzOY/s320/Christmas2008+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288022503562761170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-4656028396627299878?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/4656028396627299878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=4656028396627299878' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4656028396627299878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4656028396627299878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-catch-up.html' title='Christmas Catch up!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SWLYWEUYpEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Hogetf0bXIk/s72-c/Christmas2008+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8644270685237492990</id><published>2008-12-03T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:22:27.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of Brooklyn and Keri</title><content type='html'>This is how I found Brooklyn one night. The funny thing was that I didn't do a thing, I just wanted some peace and quiet so I just left her there. Am I a bad mom or a smart mom? She had opened and licked each sucker. I left it there for like two days. Good thing the Mahers are cleaning my carpets next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Brooklyn emptied out about two gallons of water onto the kitchen floor. I heard Mack yelling her name and she bolted for the other room leaving wet footprints throughout the house. Then later I found wet toilet paper wads on the bathroom wall. Are you 17 months or 17 years. My kid scares me sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd1oJ05xUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/uXe1DC85TSM/s1600-h/Halloween,Thanksgiving+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd1oJ05xUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/uXe1DC85TSM/s320/Halloween,Thanksgiving+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814821180851522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of really cute boys rocking out at Treys birthday party. No really boys, Calm Down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd08HEu4NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JDOFjcFRk7c/s1600-h/Halloween,Thanksgiving+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd08HEu4NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JDOFjcFRk7c/s320/Halloween,Thanksgiving+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275814064527696082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack set up a swing for Brooklyn in the garage. Here is a gimpse into how dirty her feet are every day. I think it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd0YZmyorI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LyCu0pVwhCI/s1600-h/Halloween,Thanksgiving+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd0YZmyorI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LyCu0pVwhCI/s320/Halloween,Thanksgiving+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275813451027096242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween! Brooky was a cute lady bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STdz6zM6hdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QGawl4ZLRRA/s1600-h/Halloween,Thanksgiving+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STdz6zM6hdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QGawl4ZLRRA/s320/Halloween,Thanksgiving+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275812942501807570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8644270685237492990?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8644270685237492990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8644270685237492990' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8644270685237492990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8644270685237492990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-in-life-of-brooklyn-and-keri.html' title='A Day in the Life of Brooklyn and Keri'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/STd1oJ05xUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/uXe1DC85TSM/s72-c/Halloween,Thanksgiving+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7379653753124960792</id><published>2008-11-16T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:27:41.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Flying By</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that these pictures turned out well. They are all from my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6YxzbPbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7sy0U2m5rWo/s1600-h/brook+with+pretzel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6YxzbPbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7sy0U2m5rWo/s320/brook+with+pretzel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486867616316850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6Rpjg32I/AAAAAAAAANs/eIOLInKMcdI/s1600-h/pumpkin+patch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6Rpjg32I/AAAAAAAAANs/eIOLInKMcdI/s320/pumpkin+patch.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486745143009122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6KP-5ZAI/AAAAAAAAANk/6AWxW905jAM/s1600-h/bench+picture+of+Rachel+and+Brook.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6KP-5ZAI/AAAAAAAAANk/6AWxW905jAM/s320/bench+picture+of+Rachel+and+Brook.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486618019456002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6C22-gEI/AAAAAAAAANc/mDx6PdSJsr0/s1600-h/tunnel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6C22-gEI/AAAAAAAAANc/mDx6PdSJsr0/s320/tunnel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486491016265794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD54gI_UGI/AAAAAAAAANU/RMy6JV-Ns7Q/s1600-h/brook+and+trey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD54gI_UGI/AAAAAAAAANU/RMy6JV-Ns7Q/s320/brook+and+trey.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486313119109218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD5xKhB8VI/AAAAAAAAANM/xMf9stWkBQM/s1600-h/boeing+dad+and+Brook.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD5xKhB8VI/AAAAAAAAANM/xMf9stWkBQM/s320/boeing+dad+and+Brook.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486187055280466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn is now at the age where she recognizes what she wants and fights for it. She opened the closet door and saw a baby doll that she is getting for Christmas. She screamed baby over and over again. I finally gave in and gave it to her. She has been attached to that doll ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been busy. Me and Angie have been selling our baby stuff at boutiques. It's been really fun. Brooklyn is talking more and more. It is so fun to understand more of what she is saying and better communicate with her. I also love the fact that her hair is long enough for pig tails. A true little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7379653753124960792?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7379653753124960792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7379653753124960792' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7379653753124960792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7379653753124960792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-flying-by.html' title='Life is Flying By'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SSD6YxzbPbI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7sy0U2m5rWo/s72-c/brook+with+pretzel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8166665782822471617</id><published>2008-10-24T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:59:44.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SQLD1uEXRgI/AAAAAAAAANE/3uEe7g5fJHs/s1600-h/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SQLD1uEXRgI/AAAAAAAAANE/3uEe7g5fJHs/s320/185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260982642388977154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been tagged by Swimming! The way this works is, I answer the following questions with single word responses, and pass the award on to 7 other bloggers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? purse&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? bed&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? blonde&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? sneaky&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? wise&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? aliens&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? health&lt;br /&gt;9. The room your in? office&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? cleaning&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? crazy&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? vacation&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? couch&lt;br /&gt;14. What you’re not? shy&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish list items? mustang&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Chandler&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? ate&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? keepitclean&lt;br /&gt;19. Your T.V.? off&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? dead&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? updated&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? sleepy&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? No&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? clean&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you’re not wearing? ring&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? target&lt;br /&gt;27. Your Summer? hot&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? Mack&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? pink&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? tonight&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? UHM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Kasey, Mock, Lala, Carrie, Sarah, Heidi, Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8166665782822471617?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8166665782822471617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8166665782822471617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8166665782822471617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8166665782822471617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-fun-facts.html' title='Some Fun Facts'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SQLD1uEXRgI/AAAAAAAAANE/3uEe7g5fJHs/s72-c/185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7724160825342171803</id><published>2008-10-07T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:06:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally went and got some more pictures taken of Brooklyn. Professional ones. Last time she had them done she was seven weeks old. I know a lot of people have them done like every three months or something. Brooklyn is 15 months old. I can't believe that. That means she is like a kid or something. Who does Brooklyn look more like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvbiOP387I/AAAAAAAAAKs/sMBZWWLydMY/s1600-h/243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvbiOP387I/AAAAAAAAAKs/sMBZWWLydMY/s320/243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254534771244528562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvbLLwyeBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jJR6ary5Clo/s1600-h/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvbLLwyeBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jJR6ary5Clo/s320/170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254534375440283666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOva3oT2y3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/A0IUfR-edS4/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOva3oT2y3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/A0IUfR-edS4/s320/163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254534039506176882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvaJgFT4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wogh5fNO-XQ/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvaJgFT4ZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wogh5fNO-XQ/s320/076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254533247023702418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7724160825342171803?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7724160825342171803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7724160825342171803' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7724160825342171803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7724160825342171803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/10/cutest-baby.html' title='Cutest Baby!!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SOvbiOP387I/AAAAAAAAAKs/sMBZWWLydMY/s72-c/243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-2612858380216142146</id><published>2008-09-19T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:56:53.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keris gots Kids (Its off of Hook- you know- Peter Pans Gots kids)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes its hard to believe that I am actually a mom. I love this little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SNRyapp7iII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/l7OCkU1Bvtc/s1600-h/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SNRyapp7iII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/l7OCkU1Bvtc/s320/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247945267977357442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-2612858380216142146?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/2612858380216142146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=2612858380216142146' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2612858380216142146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2612858380216142146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/09/keris-gots-kids-its-off-of-hook-you.html' title='Keris gots Kids (Its off of Hook- you know- Peter Pans Gots kids)'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SNRyapp7iII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/l7OCkU1Bvtc/s72-c/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-1144891701157197306</id><published>2008-09-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:20:39.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut New Woman</title><content type='html'>Brooklyn will be 14 months in a few days and she just received her first haircut. My cousin Heather was daring enough to attempt to cut this little wiggle worms hair. Mack said that she had a mullet so I knew I needed to do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn is so funny, I really just laugh at her all day. She learned how to twirl and randomly does so through out the day. She tries to copy everything we say. When we go for walks at night she barks. It sounds ridiculous. She is obsessed with puppies and maybe she thinks if she barks they might come to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SLzMJ-Nf9aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C4WwPsYo18Q/s1600-h/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SLzMJ-Nf9aI/AAAAAAAAAJs/C4WwPsYo18Q/s320/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288538042922402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SLzLxeco00I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QEohR6bdcUE/s1600-h/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SLzLxeco00I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QEohR6bdcUE/s320/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288117199622978" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SLzLIFOvgoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/z0mf5BLcG_g/s1600-h/New+Haircut+and+Stuff+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Today me and Brooklyn are feeling better, but I was laying on the floor when all of a sudden Brooklyn came at me with a tissue wiping my nose. Then she continued to try and put her bottle in my mouth. She did that a couple of times throughout the day, then she would put her face right in front of mine smiling.  I couldn't stop laughing. She is so funny. It made me realize how much they are learning and observing what you do. I think she will be my good helper. Hmm! I wonder why she throws tantrums. She must have learned that from Mack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SKJadW7br1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/GbLCx5gmS6I/s1600-h/Just+the+three+of+us+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SKJadW7br1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/GbLCx5gmS6I/s320/Just+the+three+of+us+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233845177375502162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the funniest picture ever. Can you guess what Brooklyn is doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SKJaCLgupNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OERwUyh7_fo/s1600-h/Just+the+three+of+us+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SKJaCLgupNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OERwUyh7_fo/s320/Just+the+three+of+us+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233844710454240466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7292603131907090662?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7292603131907090662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7292603131907090662' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7292603131907090662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7292603131907090662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SKJadW7br1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/GbLCx5gmS6I/s72-c/Just+the+three+of+us+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8311991780169835330</id><published>2008-08-03T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:16:37.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm in Love</title><content type='html'>JUST THE THREE OF US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SJaMLKEEewI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PX3qYURStiw/s1600-h/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SJaMLKEEewI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PX3qYURStiw/s320/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230522140545284866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SJaLYPGyGEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7WYui_xew9I/s1600-h/Just+the+three+of+us+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SJaLYPGyGEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7WYui_xew9I/s320/Just+the+three+of+us+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230521265725511746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to be so in love with a child. I have to admit that I have been pretty hard to convince that motherhood would be wonderful. It never looked appealing to me.  I knew someday I would have children, but never really desired it. I hope that doesn't make me seem like a horrible person. Even when I got married at 24 I waited three years to have a baby. Now I understand, sure I have my moments, but I don't think I have ever been happier. I have done many things in my life, but being able to stay at home and raise my children will be my greatest accomplishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's not get carried away and think I am going to just start having kids every year. I still don't desire to be a mother of many children, but I do desire to be a mother. I think Heavenly Father gives us certain desires at certain times in our lives for special reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I have really great teeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8311991780169835330?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8311991780169835330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8311991780169835330' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8311991780169835330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8311991780169835330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-im-in-love.html' title='I think I&apos;m in Love'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SJaMLKEEewI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PX3qYURStiw/s72-c/Just+the+three+of+us+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-1834740943730328321</id><published>2008-07-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:57:43.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Aunt (Again)</title><content type='html'>Lately Brooklyn is obsessed with her stroller. We try to take her on walks early in the morning or in the evening. But during the day she loves to sit and play in it. I put movies on for her, bring her food, push her in the other room with me when I am doing laundry. If I take her out too early she gets so mad. Every where we go the stroller goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvHe6VXM9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/jq_LwPo_eL8/s1600-h/04-22-08_1741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvHe6VXM9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/jq_LwPo_eL8/s320/04-22-08_1741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227491126362452946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvGxozIY4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/S4yR9NgtLGs/s1600-h/piggy+back+ride+with+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvGxozIY4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/S4yR9NgtLGs/s320/piggy+back+ride+with+dad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227490348561359746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack's sister had a baby girl this last Tuesday. She is an adorable chunk. We went and saw her in the Tucson hospital on Wednesday. She weighed just over nine pounds and has tons of black hair. The baby seems even bigger because my sister in law is 5 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvGEfHmn7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-3nY5p5hY-c/s1600-h/baby+Austin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvGEfHmn7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-3nY5p5hY-c/s320/baby+Austin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227489572868759474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-1834740943730328321?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/1834740943730328321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=1834740943730328321' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1834740943730328321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1834740943730328321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-aunt-again.html' title='I am an Aunt (Again)'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SIvHe6VXM9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/jq_LwPo_eL8/s72-c/04-22-08_1741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-7917676839652049034</id><published>2008-07-03T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:13:56.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIrthday Girl on the Loose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3Ffl3ef1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mB7Won288Pw/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3Ffl3ef1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mB7Won288Pw/s320/1st+Birthday+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219044689723686738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally happened, Brooklyn turned one. I never thought the day would come. Let's be honest I have not been looking forward to this day. It just means my baby is becoming a little girl. Not only that after a kid turns one in the mormon world the questions start coming about the second child. So let me just get it out there so there is no more questions. No, we are not planning on a second for a few more years. But just be glad I have thought about a second. If you are wondering why the wait just look up my name in the Guiness world book of records for the worst births ever and you will understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly was the proudest mom ever getting the house cleaned and decorating this week. Finally I am the mom of the kid with the Birthday. She had so much fun playing with her cousins all day. After everyone left she wouldn't take a nap because she was so riled up. (Is riled a word - my dad always said that and let's be honest he went to Chandler High so it might not mean anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3HW7Ie-oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/C3Wo7lyFc-o/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3HW7Ie-oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/C3Wo7lyFc-o/s320/1st+Birthday+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219046739836598914" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3Ire-3okI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GSA5TvbwgcQ/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3Ire-3okI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GSA5TvbwgcQ/s320/1st+Birthday+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219048192568959554" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3JFDtq_aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cvTDzqK8iT8/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3JFDtq_aI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cvTDzqK8iT8/s320/1st+Birthday+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219048631925669282" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3NfNfF3cI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4zqahWf4MJE/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3NfNfF3cI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4zqahWf4MJE/s320/1st+Birthday+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219053479271980482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad stopped by later with a gift from him and my mom. It was a shopping cart. Me and Mack gave her a riding toy. Well, we gave her both big gifts at the same time so for about 30 minutes she pulled and pushed both of them together at the same time. She is a woman who wants it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab17c1a1de7f8361" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab17c1a1de7f8361%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8585D69666F114775FCD7A897782614EA7E6B42.7804407D20BD56D354E0E469BF1F4B113D7009F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab17c1a1de7f8361%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsx2DCIzasu7TDVmpbNXzeLkJUPQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab17c1a1de7f8361%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8585D69666F114775FCD7A897782614EA7E6B42.7804407D20BD56D354E0E469BF1F4B113D7009F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab17c1a1de7f8361%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsx2DCIzasu7TDVmpbNXzeLkJUPQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-7917676839652049034?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab17c1a1de7f8361&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/7917676839652049034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=7917676839652049034' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7917676839652049034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/7917676839652049034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-girl-on-loose.html' title='BIrthday Girl on the Loose!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SG3Ffl3ef1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/mB7Won288Pw/s72-c/1st+Birthday+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3891675897386935052</id><published>2008-06-30T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:41:40.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawlton (Mac) Eugene McWhorter</title><content type='html'>Brooklyn in Sierra Vista with her two Aunts Kaydee and Cassidy and her cousin Shealyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SGijxDe2hEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KjTlqfV9FXQ/s1600-h/Bisbee+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SGijxDe2hEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KjTlqfV9FXQ/s320/Bisbee+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217600231452345410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mack's grandpa Dawlton or as everyone calls him (Mac)passed away this last Tuesday. We were fortunate enough to drive down the weekend before and see him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac was just overall a great guy. He was a true cowboy. He was born in Texas and moved to Bisbee where he lived for many years mining copper. He then moved to Joseph City and opened up a restaurant. He and his wife had six girls and one boy (Norman, my father in law). He enjoyed the outdoors especially hunting, camping and fishing. Mack was really close to his grandpa and some of his best memories are hunting with him every year. He passed away at 92 and never missed a season of hunting. Those McWhorters are dedicated hunters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Mac kept singing Patty Cake with Brooklyn. It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea85d16891f2992f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea85d16891f2992f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4464B574722848E6E580A709C7A9A89340309C00.14355EB5454BCE6DECFD9543E995422902780693%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea85d16891f2992f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVbndzYZZlEl8bS4dGdLMVkm2oqk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea85d16891f2992f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329998654%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4464B574722848E6E580A709C7A9A89340309C00.14355EB5454BCE6DECFD9543E995422902780693%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea85d16891f2992f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVbndzYZZlEl8bS4dGdLMVkm2oqk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3891675897386935052?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ea85d16891f2992f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3891675897386935052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3891675897386935052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3891675897386935052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3891675897386935052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/dawlton-mac-eugene-mcwhorter.html' title='Dawlton (Mac) Eugene McWhorter'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SGijxDe2hEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KjTlqfV9FXQ/s72-c/Bisbee+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3142641855490100113</id><published>2008-06-22T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:43:02.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Long Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SF830rtjLnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SdsSFRRfQes/s1600-h/brooklyn+is+cute+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SF830rtjLnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SdsSFRRfQes/s320/brooklyn+is+cute+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214948271744822898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3142641855490100113?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3142641855490100113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3142641855490100113' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3142641855490100113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3142641855490100113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-long-day.html' title='A Very Long Day'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SF830rtjLnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SdsSFRRfQes/s72-c/brooklyn+is+cute+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3408626866547659988</id><published>2008-06-17T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:46:29.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFiCwMnJa4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gautftTR9M8/s1600-h/brooklyn+is+cute+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFiCwMnJa4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gautftTR9M8/s320/brooklyn+is+cute+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213060333212101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Mock and her cute baby Toa came over last Friday. The babies were being so cute. We stood them in front of each other and they started laughing and trying to poke out each others eyes. Then all of a sudden they started open mouth kissing. I have never seen her do that before, which is probably a good thing because everyone else I hang out with is related to her. They came over again today and they kissed again. We were laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I could not find the phone any where. So I called it from my cell phone and then I found it in the dish washer. Thank you Brooklyn. Also today I had a big glass of ice water in the living room. She knocked it over and was playing in it. As I was trying to clean it up I look back at her and she is eating my plate of eggs and  making a huge mess. Never a dull moment with my baby Brooklyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3408626866547659988?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3408626866547659988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3408626866547659988' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3408626866547659988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3408626866547659988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/naughty.html' title='Naughty!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFiCwMnJa4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/gautftTR9M8/s72-c/brooklyn+is+cute+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-5102125699102464742</id><published>2008-06-15T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:04:26.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFYCQtXm1cI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_S62Hwdi9zM/s1600-h/Brooklyn+3-7+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFYCQtXm1cI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_S62Hwdi9zM/s320/Brooklyn+3-7+141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212356104807699906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFYAKpAsH_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1CWyD0szfho/s1600-h/Brooklyn+3-7+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFYAKpAsH_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1CWyD0szfho/s320/Brooklyn+3-7+143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212353801535365106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I love all of these boys, especially the bald one. I feel grateful to have so many wonderful men in my life. Mack is such a wonderful husband and father. I feel so lucky to be his wife. The longer I am married to him the more amazing things I discover about him. Nothing wierd ofcourse well except for the fact that he paces back and forth when he is talking on the phone. That is kind of wierd. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My dad is one of my heros. He truly might know everything. He is such a loving man and an awesome example. I think I call him daily sometimes a couple of times a day for no reason. I love talking to him. He is one of my best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and brother in laws are awesome, they are hilarious and some of the most loving and giving men you will ever meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-5102125699102464742?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/5102125699102464742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=5102125699102464742' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5102125699102464742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5102125699102464742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFYCQtXm1cI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_S62Hwdi9zM/s72-c/Brooklyn+3-7+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3373797963279452293</id><published>2008-06-11T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:41:37.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Time for a New Car Seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFCmo8i9gRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIZlhPTKjdo/s1600-h/car+seat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFCmo8i9gRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIZlhPTKjdo/s320/car+seat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210847991245406482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn will be a one year old on July 3rd. I can't believe it! What has happened to the time. It doesn't seem right. She is walking everywhere. She refuses to crawl anymore and of course any where we go she wants to get down and walk. It is hilarious. She is truly the funniest girl I know. She is talking a lot too. She says dada, mama, baby (all the time), Hey, and baba. I love it! The older she gets the more fun we have together. I have been doing learning time with her in the morning doing development games and sign language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing a lot of research on baby car seats and I am reading the best reviews for a britax roundabout car seat. We went and looked at one today and it seems like a really good one. Does anyone have any type of car seat that they really love or recommend? Please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3373797963279452293?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3373797963279452293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3373797963279452293' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3373797963279452293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3373797963279452293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-time-for-new-car-seat.html' title='Almost Time for a New Car Seat'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SFCmo8i9gRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IIZlhPTKjdo/s72-c/car+seat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-5097659089704947166</id><published>2008-06-07T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:22:18.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SEt4L-fO3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QwprNVx8WWo/s1600-h/brk+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SEt4L-fO3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QwprNVx8WWo/s320/brk+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209389541132000738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church will never be the same, unless I start going by myself. Brooklyn is a true menace at church. I know, you are all looking at that angel face wondering why I think that sweet child is a maniac. Mack has taken her home early from church the last two Sundays. If I was sitting on Dr. Phil's show he would ask me "Who is the parent here?" How about I just do the run through on Brooklyn's day at church. The first 10 minutes are spent on either Mack's or my lap. She is just looking around enjoying the scenery. I actually think she is scoping out what she is going to destroy. She then decides that she wants down. At this time she proceeds to chase after other childrens toys. She will either hit them, push them, or poke them. If you have seen my child, she is no bully she just goes for what she wants in a very excited way.  She gets into other peoples bags, pulls on clothing. She steals bows off other little girls. She yells randomly and calls everyone baby. She thinks all of this is so funny. She is smiling and laughing the whole time. Where are me and Mack the whole time during this fiasco you ask. Chasing after her, and as she sees us approach she books if for the other direction. We never hear who talks, ward business or even open up a hymn book unless we want the pages ripped out. Church will never be the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-5097659089704947166?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/5097659089704947166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=5097659089704947166' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5097659089704947166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/5097659089704947166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-ready-for-church.html' title='Getting Ready for Church'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SEt4L-fO3eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/QwprNVx8WWo/s72-c/brk+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-2041872199676336225</id><published>2008-05-26T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:01:16.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Things about me that Might be Unimportant...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr3YZX8QWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SQparcv6-6s/s1600-h/brk+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr3YZX8QWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SQparcv6-6s/s320/brk+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204744317880254818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr3E5X8QVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GTnyUNE6EE0/s1600-h/brk+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr3E5X8QVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GTnyUNE6EE0/s320/brk+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204743982872805714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr2y5X8QUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BgDXKj5zDF8/s1600-h/brk+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr2y5X8QUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BgDXKj5zDF8/s320/brk+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204743673635160386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this first picture is hilarious. It truly looks like Brooklyn snuck up on me and took my picture as I was waking up. Doesn't she look like she just tricked somebody. I just got tagged by Mocky. I was trying to think of some unimportant things about me, but I only just thought of a few wierd things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have like seven sets of sheets. I love sheets!! I love changing them out like every week. &lt;br /&gt;2. When I clean my house I have to start in one room, completely finish it and then move on to the next. &lt;br /&gt;3. When I go grocery shopping and put my groceries up on the belt, I categorize them together. Yeah that one might go under an OCD one.&lt;br /&gt;4. I watch cartoons by myself. My daughter will be playing on the floor next to me and I watch cartoons. I like Backyardigans, Jimmy Nuetron, Spongebob, Recess, and any kind of Looney Tunes. I love flight 29 down and Phil of the Future. Yeah - I'm 12. &lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes in the cleaning isle I sniff the clorox wipes for a really long time. &lt;br /&gt;6. I eat a bowl of plain oatmeal before I go to bed at night. It helps me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag - Angela and Kasey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-2041872199676336225?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/2041872199676336225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=2041872199676336225' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2041872199676336225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2041872199676336225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-things-about-me-that-might-be.html' title='6 Things about me that Might be Unimportant...'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SDr3YZX8QWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SQparcv6-6s/s72-c/brk+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-2166123214905501045</id><published>2008-05-07T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:07:50.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SCIX-eWH_qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Gnxl-BBqG3c/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SCIX-eWH_qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Gnxl-BBqG3c/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197743282004164258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor baby Brooklyn has been sick forever. 2 1/2 weeks ago it started with teething and into a high fever of 102. Then the throwing up and diarrhea started. It lasted for about 6 days and then she seemed like she felt great for about 3 days. The vomiting and diarrhea started all over again. We have taken her to the doctor, but they said there is nothing they can really do. Talk about frustrating. She won't eat and will only take bottles right now and I spend most of the day cleaning up laundry and changing tons of diapers and giving lots of baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago was a really bad day. I was changing dirty diapers all day. I had walked into the hall to Brooklyn standing there butt naked. I couldn't figured out how she took off her own diaper. Well I looked all over for it. Needless to say I completely forgot to put one back on her. Add that one to the perfect mother list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this normal for a baby to be sick this long? Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-2166123214905501045?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/2166123214905501045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=2166123214905501045' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2166123214905501045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2166123214905501045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-baby.html' title='Sick Baby'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SCIX-eWH_qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Gnxl-BBqG3c/s72-c/DSC01298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-1961201685306993077</id><published>2008-04-30T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:55:14.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You've Given up On Being the Perfect Mom When....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SBlLYH2uI1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k8YNAvPJIoM/s1600-h/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SBlLYH2uI1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k8YNAvPJIoM/s320/DSC01293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195266522946085714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Meal time consists of cheerios being eaten off the living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you decide that sporting just a diaper is a lot easier than five outfit changes a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you think you always hear a baby crying yet when your driving in the car you can always tune out the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after picking up a few toys you decide that is your workout for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you wipe down your childs face with a wet cloth and consider it a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...showering yourself becomes an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you start thinking that one child is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what other ones you ladies have. I know you have tons of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-1961201685306993077?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/1961201685306993077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=1961201685306993077' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1961201685306993077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/1961201685306993077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-youve-given-up-on-being.html' title='You Know You&apos;ve Given up On Being the Perfect Mom When....'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SBlLYH2uI1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/k8YNAvPJIoM/s72-c/DSC01293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-6292054232177549775</id><published>2008-04-20T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:49:03.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Cute Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAwpHOu2QAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YFpZfe1UXEw/s1600-h/Brook+and+Chan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAwpHOu2QAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YFpZfe1UXEw/s320/Brook+and+Chan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191569674641752066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was ever married I used to do Kiki time with my nieces and nephews. After getting married and having a child of my own that has pretty much stopped. But some of my sisters children will just not have it. Chantel called me everyday for two weeks planning some Kiki time. I picked her up on a Saturday and we came back to my house to make cupcakes. Brooklyn could not get enough of her. She followed her all over the house and thought everything she did was hilarious. We had a lot of fun. I think I need to do more Kiki Time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I think my kid is so funny. Today I got on the ground to play with her and started hitting the ground coming toward her. She quickly crawled to Mack jumping in his arms laughing. Where did she learn this? When I turned away she would crawl back to me touching my leg and then I would chase her back to Mack all over again. She is growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-6292054232177549775?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/6292054232177549775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=6292054232177549775' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6292054232177549775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/6292054232177549775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-cute-girls.html' title='Some Cute Girls'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAwpHOu2QAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/YFpZfe1UXEw/s72-c/Brook+and+Chan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-4471908992589076201</id><published>2008-04-12T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:42:35.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIrst Band-aid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAGq2G4bsLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pQXBnnipCUE/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAGq2G4bsLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pQXBnnipCUE/s320/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188616092244488370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAGolm4bsKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/L3AxhrMo-mA/s1600-h/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAGolm4bsKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/L3AxhrMo-mA/s320/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188613609753391266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just switched doctors to Dr. Jon Jones. I grew up with him in Chandler and was so excited that he is a pediatrician. Mostly I love to say his name like in Indiana Jones and the temple of Doom. Remember the little chinese kid. So funny!! If you don't know - ask your husbands or any guy. We were waiting a while in the doctors office. By the time Dr. Jones came in she had shredded all the paper on the table. She had her blood drawn and she screamed so loud. Jon even told me that she was the wiggliest kid ever. If the baby doctor who sees children all day tells you this you know she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Me and Mack went to California for a day and left Brooklyn with the grandparents. It took the both of them together to take care of my high maintenance child. Is it normal to have to change a diaper with both hands and your leg. Something can only hold her attention for about 20 seconds. My dad thinks she has ADD. My doctor thinks I have ADD. I wonder where she got it from. It is a good thing she is so dang cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-4471908992589076201?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/4471908992589076201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=4471908992589076201' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4471908992589076201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/4471908992589076201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-band-aid.html' title='FIrst Band-aid'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/SAGq2G4bsLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pQXBnnipCUE/s72-c/DSC01285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-27285462061089309</id><published>2008-04-01T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:44:26.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Ok people - I got tagged. I think I like Red Rover Better. But here we go anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Non Important habits/quirks about myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I think I might actually have ADD. While I am in conversation with someone I spell difficult or random words on my fingertips with the bottom of my fingers. That makes no sense does it. I have done that since childhood. When you see me next ask me and I will show you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to smell cleaning products. I am obsessed with them. I would rather buy cleaning products than anything. My favorite is the Lysol wipes lemon scent. I clean everything with them just so I can smell it. &lt;br /&gt;3. If I am buying something at the store I never take the one in front I always take the one behind it. (My mom always did that)&lt;br /&gt;4. I love the smell of gasoline, glue and fresh cut grass. I always think that milk and cheese smell old. &lt;br /&gt;5. If I buy something that I really love I don't wear or use it for like two months. &lt;br /&gt;6. I am also obsessed with lawns. Freshly cut lawns. My husband says that I always critique them as we are driving and if we are in mid conversation I will stop and say something about it.  He thinks that is wierd for a girl. Then again my father is Gregg Brooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules (I tag Mock, Sarah B and Lala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules.&lt;br /&gt;3. Share six non-important habits/quirks about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag three other people.&lt;br /&gt;5. Make sure the people you tagged know you did by commenting on what you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-27285462061089309?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/27285462061089309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=27285462061089309' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/27285462061089309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/27285462061089309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got Tagged!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-2597563227300693895</id><published>2008-03-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:44:02.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R-cU9PvkkBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YvmkuosylNM/s1600-h/Brooklyn+3-7+385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R-cU9PvkkBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YvmkuosylNM/s320/Brooklyn+3-7+385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181132938743681042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn is almost 9 months old. I can't believe it. She has moved on to the big kid bath. She loves it. She splashes everywhere and is the loudest bath taker ever. She always tries to stand up and thinks it is so funny if someone walks by the bathroom. Who is this kid? By the way - I have lost a total of 20 pounds.  Happy Easter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-2597563227300693895?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/2597563227300693895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=2597563227300693895' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2597563227300693895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2597563227300693895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-girl-bath.html' title='Big Girl Bath'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R-cU9PvkkBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/YvmkuosylNM/s72-c/Brooklyn+3-7+385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-885740261473025093</id><published>2008-03-07T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:09:15.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R9GgwJHNIbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HJPisa99tIA/s1600-h/Brooklyn+3-7+360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R9GgwJHNIbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HJPisa99tIA/s320/Brooklyn+3-7+360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175094195765715378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R9GgOZHNIaI/AAAAAAAAADs/11rPab1uzJ0/s1600-h/Brooklyn+3-7+344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R9GgOZHNIaI/AAAAAAAAADs/11rPab1uzJ0/s320/Brooklyn+3-7+344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175093615945130402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the best blue eyes ever! These are my two most favorite people in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-885740261473025093?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/885740261473025093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=885740261473025093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/885740261473025093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/885740261473025093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-it.html' title='Love It!!'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R9GgwJHNIbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HJPisa99tIA/s72-c/Brooklyn+3-7+360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-2376376209380533565</id><published>2008-03-05T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:15:47.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R89FsdDVe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/U_EUJXyMLPg/s1600-h/brooklyn+3+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R89FsdDVe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/U_EUJXyMLPg/s320/brooklyn+3+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174431126887168914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-2376376209380533565?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/2376376209380533565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=2376376209380533565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2376376209380533565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/2376376209380533565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R89FsdDVe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/U_EUJXyMLPg/s72-c/brooklyn+3+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-475692643236840180</id><published>2008-02-27T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:08:20.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kid Makes Other Kids Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R8WjPUjvBvI/AAAAAAAAADU/qZKJ3r1ETzA/s1600-h/Rachel+and+Brooklyn+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R8WjPUjvBvI/AAAAAAAAADU/qZKJ3r1ETzA/s320/Rachel+and+Brooklyn+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171719230716839666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my sister baby sit Brooklyn and here she is making her sweet cousin Rachel cry. Brooklyn really is a sweet girl, she is just a wild monkey. She is now crawling everywhere. She loves to crawl into the kitchen or up by the TV and pull out all the DVD's. She also decided that she hates her diaper being changed always. She keeps me so busy, but I love my baby Brooklyn. She will always crawl up to me and stand up. She will even cuddle with me for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-475692643236840180?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/475692643236840180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=475692643236840180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/475692643236840180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/475692643236840180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-kid-makes-other-kids-cry.html' title='My Kid Makes Other Kids Cry'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R8WjPUjvBvI/AAAAAAAAADU/qZKJ3r1ETzA/s72-c/Rachel+and+Brooklyn+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-8672291016532402228</id><published>2008-02-21T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:11:14.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing But Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R748wUjvBuI/AAAAAAAAADM/HoLuinNX-no/s1600-h/Brook%26+Toa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R748wUjvBuI/AAAAAAAAADM/HoLuinNX-no/s320/Brook%26+Toa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169636223117887202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my baby Brooklyn started crawling last week at Angies Valentine Cookie Party. Not only is she crawling in the same week she also received her first tooth. She got her second tooth on Monday. She also stole a toy from one baby, hit Cooper for trying to steal a toy and then took Rachels cookie and started to eat it. I don't know where she learned that. She is something else. It's a good thing she is so cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-8672291016532402228?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/8672291016532402228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=8672291016532402228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8672291016532402228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/8672291016532402228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/02/nothing-but-trouble.html' title='Nothing But Trouble'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R748wUjvBuI/AAAAAAAAADM/HoLuinNX-no/s72-c/Brook%26+Toa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-701520451802340794</id><published>2008-02-14T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:57:16.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Facts About Mack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R7TDr0jvBtI/AAAAAAAAADE/8QDjjcuI-QA/s1600-h/mack+and+deer.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R7TDr0jvBtI/AAAAAAAAADE/8QDjjcuI-QA/s320/mack+and+deer.aspx" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166969830111119058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines People! Here are 20 Reasons why I love Mack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He is a true Man, he loves to go hunting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He loves guns and I mean that he loves them. He likes to shoot stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is so loyal and good to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He loves Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He knows more about babies than I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He always wants me and Brooklyn to be with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mack is real nice but not social at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mack was an awesome missionary, very obedient and a good teacher. I know - cuz I was there (we made out) JK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. His favorite ice cream is Ben and Jerrys Strawberry Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He loves to watch movies (especially ones where people get shot). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. We are obsessed with the Science Fiction show Stargate SG-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Mack does his own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Mack is very smart and aces all his tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He is going to go to helicopter school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. He has toy helicopters and he plays with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. He calls me Keeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Mack can fix or build anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Mack spends so much time getting Brooklyn ready and he makes the biggest mess in her room, because he gets her all decked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. He speaks the best dominican spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. He is the first to say I'm Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my Mack!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-701520451802340794?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/701520451802340794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=701520451802340794' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/701520451802340794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/701520451802340794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-facts-about-mack.html' title='Fun Facts About Mack'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R7TDr0jvBtI/AAAAAAAAADE/8QDjjcuI-QA/s72-c/mack+and+deer.aspx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3498737819528426877</id><published>2008-02-09T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:40:32.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Kid is This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R66bTUjvBsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQKD45-NSAs/s1600-h/crib+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R66bTUjvBsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQKD45-NSAs/s320/crib+shot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165236578878949058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn was supposed to be sleeping, but she kept yelling hear and there. Usually I let her cry it out until she falls alseep. This one was a little different. If you take notice in the bottom left corner her little foot is stuck between the bars. She was also standing taller in her crib. Looks like it is already time to lower the crib. She is barely seven months. Is this normal? She is learning way too fast for me. She won't even let me feed her bottles anymore. I can't even put them in her mouth. I just hand them to her. Same with Binkies. Bossy kid!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973427391057011905-3498737819528426877?l=abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/feeds/3498737819528426877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=973427391057011905&amp;postID=3498737819528426877' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3498737819528426877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973427391057011905/posts/default/3498737819528426877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abandonedchickenbones.blogspot.com/2008/02/whos-kid-is-this.html' title='Who&apos;s Kid is This'/><author><name>brooksybabe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12434337750596272819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R66bTUjvBsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQKD45-NSAs/s72-c/crib+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973427391057011905.post-3419806599446371321</id><published>2008-01-19T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:40:30.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R5LeIP4_xZI/AAAAAAAAABw/VJJAQFsWBq8/s1600-h/brooklyn+3+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iMTtOx2Wziw/R5LeIP4_xZI/AAAAAAAAABw/VJJAQFsWBq8/s320/brooklyn+3+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157428756578551186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just started Brooklyn on Solids.  I use a spoon and she gets her own spoon. Somehow her food gets everywhere. She usually gets a bath right after. She is the messiest kid ever. How in the heck do you spell messiest? 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