<?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-8917402846485420804</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:36:15.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bradshays!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-9110849825927899814</id><published>2009-04-19T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:55:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>At long last, I have finally downloaded new pictures off the camera to share with everyone!  I apologize for the delay - it's been a very busy month.  Melissa went back to work three weeks ago and things got so busy for us.  But after two weeks of nagging (hi mom!) I finally sat down to post something.  Here are a few things that are new with our Bean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMvtNonI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrYWvGv8QN0/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326507333911421554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMvtNonI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrYWvGv8QN0/s320/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to play outside - this was our first trip to the Farmers Market in downtown Portland this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMTmpNeI/AAAAAAAAADs/UpbfFqDe9Dw/s1600-h/DSC00764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326507326367675874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMTmpNeI/AAAAAAAAADs/UpbfFqDe9Dw/s320/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the most adoreable Easter baby ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMDWHahI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z-r8t0Hb1js/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326507322003384850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMDWHahI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z-r8t0Hb1js/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had luch with Annie's birthmom Kristina.  It was a very special time and we realized yet again how lucky we are to have a birthmom that is so funny and fun!  She's great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOL8mE7lI/AAAAAAAAADc/F2lesAHUu8o/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326507320191282770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOL8mE7lI/AAAAAAAAADc/F2lesAHUu8o/s320/DSC00733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least (certainly not to Ainslee anyway) Annie is totally digging solid food!  Pears and carrots are her favorites these days.  This picture was taken the first time she tried solid food - I think the learning curve was pretty steep for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now - I promise to be more diligent about posting our new goings-on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-9110849825927899814?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/9110849825927899814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=9110849825927899814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/9110849825927899814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/9110849825927899814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SeuOMvtNonI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BrYWvGv8QN0/s72-c/DSC00777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-3461569436949504403</id><published>2009-03-04T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:54:27.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I honestly could watch this for a straight hour... I have yet to find anything that amuses me as much as hearing her talk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dfd68f2bebf2c463" 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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddfd68f2bebf2c463%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D727B8C83CE73CB06B5865C8392ECB29F0A2805B3.21DD9E3B9E8742E5908657DA89A3587C6E689A4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfd68f2bebf2c463%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtvaYW-IGwBgQb11RpXZTx5AMKUg&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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddfd68f2bebf2c463%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D727B8C83CE73CB06B5865C8392ECB29F0A2805B3.21DD9E3B9E8742E5908657DA89A3587C6E689A4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddfd68f2bebf2c463%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtvaYW-IGwBgQb11RpXZTx5AMKUg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-3461569436949504403?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dfd68f2bebf2c463&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/3461569436949504403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=3461569436949504403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/3461569436949504403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/3461569436949504403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/03/babbling-bean.html' title='Babbling Bean'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-5328189347942380973</id><published>2009-02-18T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:26:03.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When she crashes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyK7gHqQxI/AAAAAAAAADM/kOXO_TqLfzo/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304267215974581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyK7gHqQxI/AAAAAAAAADM/kOXO_TqLfzo/s320/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She crashes. The other day I put Ainslee down for her afternoon nap. Well after a few minutes fussing around, she pulled her shirt up to her face to show off her cute little tummy. On top of it, the smart kid is learning to roll over onto her side ..... So when you put her down for a nap .... this is what you get! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-5328189347942380973?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/5328189347942380973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=5328189347942380973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/5328189347942380973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/5328189347942380973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-she-crashes.html' title='When she crashes ...'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyK7gHqQxI/AAAAAAAAADM/kOXO_TqLfzo/s72-c/DSC00710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-1818853293323474381</id><published>2009-02-18T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:23:26.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainslee learns to Razzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyKVei2f0I/AAAAAAAAADE/sF2tFEH-byA/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304266562716729154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyKVei2f0I/AAAAAAAAADE/sF2tFEH-byA/s320/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She cracks me up!! I've been showing her how to razz for about 2 weeks now, and guess who caught on ... Now I can't get her to stop. When we ask her a question, we get the razz!!! You go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-1818853293323474381?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/1818853293323474381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=1818853293323474381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/1818853293323474381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/1818853293323474381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/02/ainslee-learns-to-razzzzzzzz.html' title='Ainslee learns to Razzzzzzzz'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyKVei2f0I/AAAAAAAAADE/sF2tFEH-byA/s72-c/DSC00715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-505440358571087930</id><published>2009-02-18T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:20:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months and Counting ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyJpXnc-6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XUKDAMPQgfU/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304265804942736290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyJpXnc-6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XUKDAMPQgfU/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Sunday was Miss Ainslee's 4 month birthday .... All I can say is dang she is growing. We took her to the doctor on Tuesday for her check up. She weighed in at 16 lbs, and was 25.4 inches long. So in 2 short months ... she grew 4.4 inches and gained 3 more pounds! I think what shocked both of us was the doctor said we can pull out the high chair for feedings!! HOLY CRAP she's a big girl now!! Happy Birthday Baby girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-505440358571087930?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/505440358571087930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=505440358571087930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/505440358571087930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/505440358571087930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-months-and-counting.html' title='4 Months and Counting ....'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SZyJpXnc-6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XUKDAMPQgfU/s72-c/DSC00692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-2550741035781214841</id><published>2009-01-16T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:17:53.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Dah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SXEVik2V9RI/AAAAAAAAACc/O4FxQxOD7wo/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292034720888386834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SXEVik2V9RI/AAAAAAAAACc/O4FxQxOD7wo/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who is now 3 months old? AINSLEE GRACE!! The big girl is starting to smile more and more, and talk up a storm when possible. She's also found that her hands are tasty too! Happy 3 months Baby Girl!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-2550741035781214841?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/2550741035781214841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=2550741035781214841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2550741035781214841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2550741035781214841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/01/ta-dah.html' title='Ta Dah!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SXEVik2V9RI/AAAAAAAAACc/O4FxQxOD7wo/s72-c/DSC00689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-2175474449080644460</id><published>2009-01-11T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:24:16.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I discovered how much our daughter loves to surprise us...  Every time we think we've got her all figured out, she changes yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathtime has never been a real big hit around here.  Ainslee has finally learned to tolerate them, but by no means are they a fun thing for her.  She pretty much just lays there til we're finished and she can holler about being cold.  (Geez, are we mean mommies or what!)  Tonight we were getting ready for her bath and had the bright idea of bringing her tub downstairs because (a) it was easier for us and (b) she never does anything to make a mess, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!  I'm pretty sure half of the kitchen was flooded...  It took a big pile of towels to clean up the water.  And she was so darned cute that we had to take a video to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Annie, this is probably one of those things you'll hate me for when you're 16...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-edf9e9efcf5db851" 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://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dedf9e9efcf5db851%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D505F5F119A312DB6565892B7AC7C4301CDCA6F.4A0B302D06C35BE61AAB8A44E981FBD5ECE517A6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dedf9e9efcf5db851%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPANyQktmZqUckpVsYirZs4ONIus&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://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dedf9e9efcf5db851%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D505F5F119A312DB6565892B7AC7C4301CDCA6F.4A0B302D06C35BE61AAB8A44E981FBD5ECE517A6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dedf9e9efcf5db851%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPANyQktmZqUckpVsYirZs4ONIus&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/8917402846485420804-2175474449080644460?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=edf9e9efcf5db851&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/2175474449080644460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=2175474449080644460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2175474449080644460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2175474449080644460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2009/01/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-9120632228175607867</id><published>2008-12-31T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T05:49:44.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Present Ever!</title><content type='html'>We spent this holiday season in California with Melissa's family, which was a first for us. It was a special time this year and very bittersweet, with both the loss of Melissa's wonderful dad and Ainslee's first Christmas. We spent the majority of our time there just hanging out with family. Of course there was copious amounts of food and lots of presents to spoil us all as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Shonna officially takes the cake with the best present ever though! We used our Christmas cash to buy a digital camcorder - something we'd been drooling over for the last couple of months but just couldn't afford yet. We've been playing with it the past couple of days and having a ball and I thought I'd share with you yesterday's video. We're still learning how to do this - you'll notice half of it is upside down, ha! - but it's easy to see how this is going to become a serious addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rock Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4aa7689ce2b1a0b" 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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4aa7689ce2b1a0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3294356B0D705AB63A556244EB6C69D99FF18BB1.77AE7D23520F58D73F50D068C4244F711201B544%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4aa7689ce2b1a0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQB-fPI4ia5PUJXv-dgROua2D7ao&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://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4aa7689ce2b1a0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331108333%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3294356B0D705AB63A556244EB6C69D99FF18BB1.77AE7D23520F58D73F50D068C4244F711201B544%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4aa7689ce2b1a0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQB-fPI4ia5PUJXv-dgROua2D7ao&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/8917402846485420804-9120632228175607867?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f4aa7689ce2b1a0b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/9120632228175607867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=9120632228175607867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/9120632228175607867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/9120632228175607867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-present-ever.html' title='The Best Present Ever!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-2521870384963201219</id><published>2008-12-20T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:37:18.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is 2 months now ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3H6YULLyI/AAAAAAAAACE/b8Lpl67jv1Y/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282097743748869922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3H6YULLyI/AAAAAAAAACE/b8Lpl67jv1Y/s320/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AINSLEE GRACE!!! And can we just say, my how she's grown. It seems everyday she just keeps growing and growing and growing. Last night we were having dinner with friends, when a little girl probably about 1 year was running and laughing through the restuarant. We both turned to each other and said "Not it". Meaning one of us is going to be chasing our little one around the restuarant here shortly ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-2521870384963201219?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/2521870384963201219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=2521870384963201219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2521870384963201219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2521870384963201219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-who-is-2-months-now.html' title='Guess who is 2 months now ..'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3H6YULLyI/AAAAAAAAACE/b8Lpl67jv1Y/s72-c/DSC00550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-7653718036157113351</id><published>2008-12-20T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:34:13.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3HLeJo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5QV4bbLfkbg/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282096937861436818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3HLeJo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5QV4bbLfkbg/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That in Portland, yes I said Portland, that we would have over 6" of snow in our driveway today. That's just since this morning. That beats last weekends total of 4". The weather is suppose to continue all throughout the night and into tomorrow, dropping more snow (up to 4" more) and freezing rain. Hopefully if the airport stops cancelling flights today and tomorrow, we can get out of this crazy weather, and over to California where there is no snowflakes in sight!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-7653718036157113351?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/7653718036157113351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=7653718036157113351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/7653718036157113351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/7653718036157113351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who would have thought ...'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SU3HLeJo1ZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5QV4bbLfkbg/s72-c/DSC00573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-4844135892829956632</id><published>2008-12-02T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:30:54.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Out a Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/STXFG-06sjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LyYhyFM-lRw/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275339262269239858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/STXFG-06sjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LyYhyFM-lRw/s320/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/STXExxIxQCI/AAAAAAAAABs/YuXhrufUTYc/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275338897817157666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/STXExxIxQCI/AAAAAAAAABs/YuXhrufUTYc/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooooo on Saturday, my moms decided we needed to get our Chrismas tree. WOW my first ever Christmas tree! I was so excited, that I fell asleep. Shocker, I know. But on top of all the excitment, my mom put me in a bear suit! A BEAR SUIT! I must say I was not impressed, but I did manage to be the hit of the tree farm. Everyone wanted to look at me in the suit. Okay, I'll give that point to the moms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we walked, well they walked, I snuggled up in the coat, until we found our tree. Uncle Chris and John came over and cut it down for us, and off we went. I must say, it was really fun looking at all the trees, that next year when I'm big enough, I'll bring my boots and run around everywhere! YEAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-4844135892829956632?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/4844135892829956632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=4844135892829956632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/4844135892829956632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/4844135892829956632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/12/picking-out-tree.html' title='Picking Out a Tree'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/STXFG-06sjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LyYhyFM-lRw/s72-c/DSC00512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-1069960288066771330</id><published>2008-11-24T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:13:33.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't believe in gas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SStsSUAuwDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ME6wp5IjZOg/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272426850632515634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SStsSUAuwDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ME6wp5IjZOg/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainslee learned to smile yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both talking to her and the biggest toothless grin spread over her face.  Melissa immediately ran upstairs to get the camera and although we made her smile again we just couldn't get it on camera.  This is the closest we got...  It's not a smile but even so, she's awfully doggone cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read yet another baby article last night that claimed babies couldn't really smile til they are three months old and that anything prior to that can be attributed to overeager parents or simple gas.  I say pshaw!  I may not know much about babies, but I know a gas bubble couldn't melt my heart the way Annie's smile does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-1069960288066771330?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/1069960288066771330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=1069960288066771330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/1069960288066771330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/1069960288066771330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-believe-in-gas.html' title='I don&apos;t believe in gas!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SStsSUAuwDI/AAAAAAAAABk/ME6wp5IjZOg/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-970881964424217958</id><published>2008-11-18T17:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:43:50.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I LOOK impressed??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSNuc_XnhCI/AAAAAAAAABM/WuNdRcYLlQk/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270177433279497250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSNuc_XnhCI/AAAAAAAAABM/WuNdRcYLlQk/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSNuLc-85oI/AAAAAAAAABE/_1aMp8zIAP4/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Friends and Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am writing to ask - no, to plead with you - to save me from my mothers. Look at the ridiculous things they force me to wear! And then they take pictures to document it - how am I going to explain that to my future boyfriends? This is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently working on one heck of a messy diaper for some payback, but somehow it doesn't feel like enough. These people are in serious trouble when I can use my hands properly. You just wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help! Send Prada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainslee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-970881964424217958?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/970881964424217958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=970881964424217958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/970881964424217958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/970881964424217958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-i-look-impressed.html' title='Do I LOOK impressed??'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSNuc_XnhCI/AAAAAAAAABM/WuNdRcYLlQk/s72-c/DSC00474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917402846485420804.post-2694915025796672505</id><published>2008-11-16T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:47:25.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to both my girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSBqrBHBTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KBkORbgfnd0/s1600-h/Annie+B%26W3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269328851288280562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSBqrBHBTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KBkORbgfnd0/s320/Annie+B%26W3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSBqgK0G6vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6mEmli1KXIA/s1600-h/Annie+B%26W1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSBakeC_L_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/GgwoxL1YlPU/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Melissa's 34th birthday as well as Ainslee's 1 month old birthday. We had a great day - I made breakfast and we spent the day relaxing and shopping and then went to dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings with our friends and family here before going to a late night session of cosmic bowling. Melissa skunked everyone, of course. Is there a sport in existence that she isn't good at? I think not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little girl is getting so big! She is learning to respond in new ways every day. We've discovered her love for music - last night at the bowling alley she was kicking her feet in time to the beat and the lullabye setting on her basinette has saved us many a time at 2am. The ringtone on my phone is a piano song called Bella's Lullabye and every time Ainslee hears it, she simply stops moving and just listens. I definitely think her moms need to get off the stick and make her some classical music CDs for her fussy times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the chaos and heartache of the last few weeks, it was great just to spend some time together as a family making good memories. I understand now in a whole new way just how special those memories are and what a treasure they should be. Happy Birthday to both my girls and may the coming year be full of blessings and joy. I love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917402846485420804-2694915025796672505?l=bradshays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/feeds/2694915025796672505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917402846485420804&amp;postID=2694915025796672505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2694915025796672505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917402846485420804/posts/default/2694915025796672505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradshays.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-both-my-girls.html' title='Happy Birthday to both my girls!'/><author><name>Mrs Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695984841541870428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SR2VOW4ax2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Cu_qVaptAoo/S220/Sare+%26+Annie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRyXeFJhD8A/SSBqrBHBTfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KBkORbgfnd0/s72-c/Annie+B%26W3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
