<?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-1652150535647532431</id><updated>2011-12-03T09:50:18.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-1208286783650935391</id><published>2011-05-05T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:33:18.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearing the End and GRATEFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are nearing the END of this whole fiasco, and it has been more of an EMOTIONAL circus&lt;br /&gt;to say the least! I have had days that I CRY myself to sleep and days that I get up and&lt;br /&gt;know that this is my situation and I can EMBRACE it a bit more. I have to say that&lt;br /&gt;on the days that are just plain CRAP, I have an AMAZING support team behind&lt;br /&gt;me that REMIND me of everything that I have been through and have&lt;br /&gt;CHANGED, for that I am most GRATEFUL! I look at Life in general in a&lt;br /&gt;completely different light. When I laugh I REALLY laugh,&lt;br /&gt;When I get notes from my kids it TOUCHES me deeper than before,&lt;br /&gt;When we all snuggle in my bed I am able to let go of everything&lt;br /&gt; else and ENJOY my kids a bit more! Things are just DIFFERENT, in a mostly positive way:)&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so much about MYSELF in this process as well, how your subconscious&lt;br /&gt; is naturally DRAWN to certain personality types based on your EXPERIENCES as a child.&lt;br /&gt;It has been so educational for so many reasons!&lt;br /&gt;I am ME and I am glad to be ME!&lt;br /&gt;It has been far too long since I could say that about myself, but there is&lt;br /&gt;no going back, not EVER again! I am def grateful that I know&lt;br /&gt;What I know now. I dont sit and stew about what went WRONG, and&lt;br /&gt;WHY me anymore. Those have all been ANSWERED in one way&lt;br /&gt;or another. I know I dont say it ENOUGH, but THANK YOU to everyone&lt;br /&gt;That has been there for me, you TRULY dont understand what it has&lt;br /&gt;MEANT to me. You know Who you ARE!&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-1208286783650935391?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1208286783650935391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=1208286783650935391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1208286783650935391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1208286783650935391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/05/nearing-end-and-grateful.html' title='Nearing the End and GRATEFUL'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5331531850486522040</id><published>2011-03-13T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:42:17.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5331531850486522040?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5331531850486522040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5331531850486522040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5331531850486522040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5331531850486522040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/03/rough-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-7919991278618632256</id><published>2011-02-12T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T09:39:13.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful day!! SO lets go PLAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qRbTIuZjkgo/TVeGqLbaS4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/dvH34adJJtY/s1600/reeseeditedpark01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qRbTIuZjkgo/TVeGqLbaS4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/dvH34adJJtY/s400/reeseeditedpark01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573071123074665346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reese was soooooo excited to get her pics takin! what a little POSER! So sweet and so kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9paIj5E9gQM/TVeGdaAW89I/AAAAAAAAAhE/j926eTjrIwc/s1600/quincycloseupedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9paIj5E9gQM/TVeGdaAW89I/AAAAAAAAAhE/j926eTjrIwc/s400/quincycloseupedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573070903649432530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quincy follows EVERYTHING Reese does, so of course Reese Poses and Q does too!! She is such a sweet, and life loving kiddo! She sure loves her kids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oY7qMdr7O8/TVeGTX3XkQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xTC-Ql_9CgU/s1600/reeseandqatparkedited02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oY7qMdr7O8/TVeGTX3XkQI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xTC-Ql_9CgU/s400/reeseandqatparkedited02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573070731276161282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So these two were sitting down while the older kids rode their bikes up and down this little retention basin and they sat here and played house! I love to listen to their conversations with eachother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF4LGKH5vpE/TVeGBdxMIQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UAkMgKZTl1w/s1600/myboyzedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF4LGKH5vpE/TVeGBdxMIQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UAkMgKZTl1w/s400/myboyzedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573070423623213314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwww my BOYZ!! These two are seriously 2 peas in a pod! So polar opposite in so many ways , but the def balance eachother out! Sooooo sweet and gentle, until one of them gets a swift kick in the bawllz, then game on!! They wrestle it out and beat it out and act like nothin ever happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gdFpKCOfug/TVeFyS45KqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ogyvlC1N5GU/s1600/kidsandrhettswheelyatpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gdFpKCOfug/TVeFyS45KqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ogyvlC1N5GU/s400/kidsandrhettswheelyatpark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573070163004697250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rhett figured out how to pop a wheelie! He shows me EVERYTIME we go outside! He loves to be outside, surprisingly he hasnt found a sport he LOVES yet......Still working on that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtRhNe3P7OA/TVeFqPo32gI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zvWReTjnDbk/s1600/kaliatparkedited02copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtRhNe3P7OA/TVeFqPo32gI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zvWReTjnDbk/s400/kaliatparkedited02copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573070024693242370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kali Ray! such a life filled kid! Loves life and wants a piece of everything it has to offer! Such a great big sister and friend to her little sisters as well! mmmmmmawah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a BEAUTIFUL day today, soooo we got up, cleaned the casa after a night of playing with Tami and her super cute kiddos, and decided today was a PERFECT day to load up the bikes in the back of my car, bungee cord the tailgate and find a park that will suit all the members of my circus! We went to in-n-out first and got a box of burgers and fries and set out to find the PERFECT park! Well we found one that had a slide and a bike path!&lt;br /&gt;I totally LOVED seeing these 5 kiddos play and giggle with each other!&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo very BLESSED to have such great kiddos! They have no filter,&lt;br /&gt;their love is pure and untainted.&lt;br /&gt;When they say "I LOVE YOU"  you feel it, DEEP down and REAL!&lt;br /&gt;When they are with their dad I miss them, ALOT!!&lt;br /&gt;That may be one of the only times I actually get REAL sleep,&lt;br /&gt;but I awake in my big cozy bed alone and without my snuggle bugs!&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I have such fun and energetic kiddos, that soak up "mom time" like they do!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the amazing Saturday guys! I love you, with NO NUMBERS!!&lt;br /&gt;(Reese used to describe her love that way cause when I would say I loved her she would ask if I loved her 100, and I used to tell her there are not numbers high enough to describe how much love I have. To her 100 is SOOOOO much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7919991278618632256?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7919991278618632256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7919991278618632256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7919991278618632256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7919991278618632256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/02/beautiful-day-so-lets-go-play.html' title='a beautiful day!! SO lets go PLAY!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/-qRbTIuZjkgo/TVeGqLbaS4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/dvH34adJJtY/s72-c/reeseeditedpark01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6035395710456415677</id><published>2011-02-09T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:50:33.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanocho!! Let me borrow some of your Swwweats</title><content type='html'>So my kiddos LOVE to have movie night with me, and I obviously do as well! I love to hear them laugh outloud, hysterically at Jack Black in NAcho (one of my very favs) or at Napoleon saying "tina ya fat lard come eat your dinner!" these are the moments that I sure hope I dont loose, or forget! What if I am old and I dont remember the OUTLOUD laughs and priceless GIGGLES these members of my circus create?! I just want them all to be happy, healthy and laughable FOREVER!! I dont ever want them to have experiences that would ever tarnish those things. We had a discussion the other day about how as parents. ya you, we will ALL, EVERY SINGLE one of us ruin some thing for our kids and change the way they think, whether we mean to or not. It just happens. I just hope that they see how much I love and care for them, and how I would give anything in the whole world to be able to bottle their little giggles and have them forever.&lt;br /&gt;Chase has got one of the BEST napoleon impressions! No matter where we are if he says anything like napoleon i bust up! Love that kid! Love them all! at the end of the day i just want them all to know it, deeply know it!&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6035395710456415677?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6035395710456415677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6035395710456415677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6035395710456415677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6035395710456415677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/02/chanocho-let-me-borrow-some-of-your.html' title='Chanocho!! Let me borrow some of your Swwweats'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3412295584915846265</id><published>2011-02-08T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:38:00.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draggin</title><content type='html'>So this week I have been draggin!! Last week I was on a roll, getting crap done and feeling good doing it! This week? not so much. In fact the 30th was my anniversary, 13 years, and i tried to just stay busy with some good friends to not think about it so much. Dont know what is harder the fact that its 13 whole years or that I lost out on something that I put soooooo much time and energy into. I realize that I was not a perfect wife, nobody is, but I do know that I know I fought a good fight and in the end THAT is where I get my peace. I know that I did all I could to make it work, even though it didnt go my way. I have lost out on too many things during this process, but have gained so much as well. I have really gotten to know ME, and I realized that I dont need anyone else to reassure me that who I am is enough.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last week, I have VERY vivid and used to be mostly stressful dreams, and I went to petsmart to pick out a lizard to accompany my boys pet chameleon. And as I was looking in all the small glass tanks a catapillar caught my eye, it was the exact one from ALICE and WONDERLAND!! He was plump and colorful and smoking a pipe, of course! He even had the little hands and boots on his feet! It really was CRAZY!! Anyway in this dream, I debated on buying him, WHY u ask? Because I didnt know what kind of Butterfly he would be!! So you can look at this crazy dream as just a crazy dream, but since my dreams usually coincide with my emotions and what chaos is going on, it seems to me that is a fear of mine. What if I end up the same way after another marriage? What if I think the person I marry is all the colorful wonderful things and ends up to be all show? Scares the CRAP out of me! I have had very few family members in this position, and of course not this EXACT one, and they end up in the mirror image of the first one!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't even think too much on it. I want my kids to grow up and see that their dad and I are happy, even if we aren't together and happy. They deserve to see me with someone that calls me during the day because he just has 5 mins to make me laugh, and someone to giggle in bed over super lame things that only we would find hilarious. They deserve to know the difference in a happy healthy relationship, I just wish they didnt have to learn this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3412295584915846265?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3412295584915846265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3412295584915846265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3412295584915846265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3412295584915846265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/02/draggin.html' title='Draggin'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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-1652150535647532431.post-7867894803073241745</id><published>2011-02-03T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:54:09.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TUtL7BLGZkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/I_VE4ZGkTvo/s1600/qfirstedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TUtL7BLGZkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/I_VE4ZGkTvo/s400/qfirstedit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569628841473107522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO anyone that has seen the movie little rascals will def appreciate this story!&lt;br /&gt;Q loves to snuggle her mommy, in fact every morning after I get the kiddos up and dressed and out the door, this little sweetheart says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "oh after MY kids leave you will snuggle me?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I do love to sleep so this is a goooooood combo!&lt;br /&gt;Really how can you say no to that?! So every morning after HER kids&lt;br /&gt;leave we climb into my HUGE bed and she holds my hand and sucks&lt;br /&gt;her thumb with the other hand and we watch cartoons til she is done snuggling me!&lt;br /&gt;Well we were laying in my bed the other am and Lexa was on the one&lt;br /&gt; side then Q, then me and we were both asleep and we are awakened&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of Q as loud as she could say......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"dear darla, I hate your stinkin guts, you make me vomit,&lt;br /&gt; you are scum between my toes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally was laughing outloud at my lil chubby Q repeating&lt;br /&gt;the lines to the movie, word for word! What a doll!&lt;br /&gt; and to top it off after we settled back in to our snoozes she&lt;br /&gt;started singing you are so beautiful to me! hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7867894803073241745?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7867894803073241745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7867894803073241745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7867894803073241745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7867894803073241745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/02/darla.html' title='Darla'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TUtL7BLGZkI/AAAAAAAAAgc/I_VE4ZGkTvo/s72-c/qfirstedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6377260158899944319</id><published>2011-01-26T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:34:43.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Clear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;over the last 6 or so years i have been in a tail spin of many sorts. on a personal level, trying to remember the person i was raised to be, and trying desperately to let her back in and take over the chaos for me. that doesnt just HAPPEN, it takes alot of tears, hard work and more than any "normal" dose of reality. sometimes this reality smacks you square in the kisser and you dont even have a right hook as a counter to it! it has taken me seeing the things that i viewed as to be my very most prized possessions all but ripped from me. it has also taken nights of crazy dreams and remembering things that my heart has tried to lock away so deep that it couldnt hurt me any longer and it just pops up when you least expect it! for the first time in WAY too long i feel like the clarity is finally coming out! i want to dance around in my kitchen singing at the top of my lungs like i used to do when i thought i was "happy". well THAT girl is gone and ME has returned, stronger and hopefully wiser that she had been in the recent years. I have had some amazing support and some seriously amazing family and friends to snuggle me when i have needed it, and to tell me a funny story when i needed a good giggle. i have learned the value of a REAL smile, i think most people would say i love to smile, but having come from the places i have and the emotions that i have had, a GOOD, REAL, TRUE smile is definitely valued! I am not perfect, not by ANY stretch of the imagination, but you know what? i am def in a place where i have seen perfect moments! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6377260158899944319?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6377260158899944319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6377260158899944319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6377260158899944319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6377260158899944319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/01/seeing-clear.html' title='Seeing Clear'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-835089582556075047</id><published>2011-01-18T15:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:36:28.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want a real hug!!</title><content type='html'>I dont know what title I would name this post so I thought that one actually fit. I have done alot of not only soul searching and self-searching during this process, but also I have been doing alot of learning as well. Today was an emotionally draining day for me in particular. I had an apt today that went alot deeper than I am typically "willing" to go.  I had a few HUGE realizations. One of the things that i absolutely realized was that on that awful Aug morning when all the "stuff" came to light, I knew I wasnt protected. Not only was my heart not protected, but neither was my own personal health. I put faith and trust where it had no business being, because i chose to fight longer and harder for something that was only mine to want. I have no doubt that a part of him did want our seemingly perfect appearing family to stay whole, but the "fight" was no longer there. He didnt move out for another 8 months after that day, and those 8 months proved a TON of things for me. Back to that Aug. i realized today at my apt that part, and a very small part, of the nightmares that i have are due to the fact that even in that moment where you somehow expect all the love and proteciton and comfort, i didnt feel it as deep as i needed it. I didnt tell a single soul everything that went on, I did tell one person a small, VERY small portion of the story. I think I thought that she could somehow help me through it, she couldnt.&lt;br /&gt; I realized today that you know who I wanted a hug from? My mother, funny that I am in those shoes that when my kids are sad or upset or feel vulnerable, they want a hug.....from ME! My mom and I havent always been the best of friends and quite frankly used to fight like wild banshees, but in those very scary moments I wanted HER hugs, and HER protection, to make it all better! Now I know with all the surety in the world that i she could take this hurt away and this pain, she would and wouldnt even hesitate! But this isnt hers and its mine, my time to grow and learn! Heaven surely know how I have learned, grown, twisted, bruised and broke! But you know what? I am lucky, still. I have amazing FAMILY and real TRUE friends that really dont care if and when I am all of those things, they love me anyways and support me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So next time you see your sweet babies with even a hint of that "Something is off" just give them a hug, a REAL mom HUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-835089582556075047?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/835089582556075047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=835089582556075047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/835089582556075047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/835089582556075047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-just-want-real-hug.html' title='I just want a real hug!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5872315078614792089</id><published>2011-01-16T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:59:08.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKv93urvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/_7kXf4ECl9M/s1600/rhettpaintingedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKv93urvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/_7kXf4ECl9M/s400/rhettpaintingedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563012890143665906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKvuU5moI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RywNi4GNCu8/s1600/reesepaintingedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKvuU5moI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RywNi4GNCu8/s400/reesepaintingedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563012885971049090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKvcxP6eI/AAAAAAAAAgA/RntV02NasxA/s1600/qandkalipaintingedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKvcxP6eI/AAAAAAAAAgA/RntV02NasxA/s400/qandkalipaintingedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563012881258113506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKuw9tYVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/OZGZNa0iMoU/s1600/chasepaintingedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKuw9tYVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/OZGZNa0iMoU/s400/chasepaintingedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563012869499216210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKujwum1I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zi0vvCmhtTg/s1600/allofuspainting03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKujwum1I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zi0vvCmhtTg/s400/allofuspainting03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563012865955109714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a while since I have taken the kids "OUT" to do something other than parks or something that doesn't cost money, SOOOO we decided sat was the day to get out away from chores and a house full of unmade beds and disorganized play rooms and get a bit dirty! We went and picked out some ceramics and sat and painted and talked and just really enjoyed the afternoon with each other. I loved to watch them get into "the zone" and watch their own ideas unfold. Reese came in this am and reminded me that we only have 6 more days to get our pottery back! I am anxious to see how they all look:) So thanks to my 5 little dates, it was a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5872315078614792089?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5872315078614792089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5872315078614792089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5872315078614792089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5872315078614792089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/01/creativity.html' title='Creativity!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTPKv93urvI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/_7kXf4ECl9M/s72-c/rhettpaintingedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3343072781646554940</id><published>2011-01-14T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:03:40.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTEX0NBzwaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/U0CigFUtGMU/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTEX0NBzwaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/U0CigFUtGMU/s400/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562253200397156770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two NEVER cease to amaze me with the closeness that they have for each other! Last night Rhett was having a REALLY hard time, like hysterical because he REALLY misses his dad living here. He said that when he is here he misses his dad, and when he is there he misses me. I have never been a child of a divorce and really cant understand how it feels for these little ones. I do however know what it is like to think you have your life planned out with your spouse, who you love more than you can even imagine . I also know what it is like to realize that your goals and plans cant be with him any more. I remember so vividly the day their dad and I sat down with these two to tell them that he wasnt going to be living at our home anymore. I did most of the talking, i say talking but if I could call it shocking that would make more sense. Their dad stood next to the fire place and was sobbing so hard he couldnt speak, and it took everything in my power to not fall apart on the floor, but I knew these sweet innocnet boys needed the strenght. I have all the time later when I am in my own bed with the door locked to break. and I know that day will be forever burned in there minds, as it will be for me as well. They both listened to every word and every emotion that was shared that night. I spend countless nights holding them and sobbing with them, until we were to exhausted to keep our eyes open. I wish so bad that I could take that away from them and erase it from their memory, but I cant. I can make sure that I am here when they have a hard time or when they just need a hug, sometimes that all they need. We chose not to have then girls in the convo because they are still so small and cant quite grasp the divorce concept.&lt;br /&gt;Well Lastnight, out of the blue, Rhett and Chase came in and wanted t talk. So i let them in to lay in my bed for a bit. I had no idea Rhett was so upset. He usually lets me know before but this time he just laid in my lap and bawlled his eyes out. It broke my heart to hear those sobs! I cant imagine how our Father in Heaven feels to sit back and know that we just need a hug, and he isnt here to hold us til we are alright. But there are reminders for us that he is here and that he would hold us and never let go if we didnt need to learn something from all of this.&lt;br /&gt;So after Rhett had calmed down a bit, we were just sitting in my bed and Chase was laying on the opposite side of me and he looked up and said&lt;br /&gt;"So I have a question dude, does anyone beat you up at school?"&lt;br /&gt;Rhett: "no but sometimes I get picked on"&lt;br /&gt;Chase: "dude point them out and I will back you up!"&lt;br /&gt;I literally tried my hardest not to laugh, but I know Chase meant it! These two really are here to help eachother out, no DOUBT! I love my children and I am grateful everyday for the role they play in my life! Our Father in Heaven really has shown me how lucky I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3343072781646554940?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3343072781646554940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3343072781646554940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3343072781646554940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3343072781646554940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-deep-thoughts.html' title='Some Deep thoughts'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TTEX0NBzwaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/U0CigFUtGMU/s72-c/IMG_0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6585026981077074534</id><published>2011-01-04T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:29:16.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TSOd_ji7ZiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/q91_JQnhGio/s1600/garaageoftools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TSOd_ji7ZiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/q91_JQnhGio/s400/garaageoftools.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558460080304383522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I have started......AGAIN! These beauties are one the the things that really do make me feel productive! The smell of the saw dust and the sound of my saws just make me smile! And knowing that when the saw turns off that hopefully (if my math is correct) it will turn into something pretty and useful! I made a few shelves for a good friends mom right before xmas and it made me feel sooo good! Anyone that knows me knows that home depot and lowes are up there on my fav places to shop! My dad actually said that most girls he knows go to the mall when they are depressed and I go to Home depot and buy a smoker for yummy meat! He is right about that! While I do love Forever21 and Nordy's I just looooove a good hardware store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TSOdzxD7D4I/AAAAAAAAAfY/Gd9P9r1Ow18/s1600/shelvesingarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TSOdzxD7D4I/AAAAAAAAAfY/Gd9P9r1Ow18/s400/shelvesingarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558459877774004098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are almost done here! I love finding things that other people may think is trash and making something pretty and useful out of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6585026981077074534?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6585026981077074534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6585026981077074534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6585026981077074534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6585026981077074534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-i-have-started.html' title='Resolutions WHAT?!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TSOd_ji7ZiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/q91_JQnhGio/s72-c/garaageoftools.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5787005382739339788</id><published>2010-12-25T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T15:55:43.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;So Xmas this year we had a wonderful morning of presents, and pancakes, and laughing and playing! quite frankly i was a bit worried about it, considering its the first year solo. But our kids are amazingly resilient and such good sports! Rhett even said to me after we were driving that he could see that I was happy and that seeing them happy was good for me,  such a sweetheart! After we had a relaxing and delicious morning with friends, we heading to the "fockers" as I like to call them aka my parents! We do a white elephant exchange every year with just adults so every year we def out-do the last year. They are mostly rated R or more, but to say that you almost pee laughing would be an understatement! the List is as follows&lt;br /&gt;Ed got a gianormous blanket with the mud flap girls, ya know the angel and devil silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;Sarah got a set of rad head lamps&lt;br /&gt;Eric got elephant banana hammock&lt;br /&gt;Elliott got drop in water and grow your own boobs, and tasty nipple goo.....YUMMY! hah&lt;br /&gt;Kim got cheese bawllz&lt;br /&gt;Erin got emergency shits ziploc bag, with toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;Scott got a how to belly dance kit&lt;br /&gt;Emily got a rad socket set:) PERFECT&lt;br /&gt;Uncle David got shrimp snappies kitty treats&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Xena got the mother nursing 4 babies statue&lt;br /&gt;Dad got the license plate cover that has a message board on it&lt;br /&gt;Adam got flashlights&lt;br /&gt;Elisebeth got a knife set&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in all of this Ed brought Sarahs dead grandpas dentures and they were NASTY!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little video of some of the end of the night........keep watching the whole thing, def worth it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d11d1a55f58c009" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d11d1a55f58c009%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330166717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D402782584E9BFCCC7C1DC84443B5ECD9B782B548.6AD8F283F7BCDDA4B64A3B8A8E20A2A32CD1AB40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d11d1a55f58c009%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqsTno9IaZdXnMg9Lek8-CFaOP78&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1d11d1a55f58c009%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330166717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D402782584E9BFCCC7C1DC84443B5ECD9B782B548.6AD8F283F7BCDDA4B64A3B8A8E20A2A32CD1AB40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d11d1a55f58c009%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqsTno9IaZdXnMg9Lek8-CFaOP78&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/1652150535647532431-5787005382739339788?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5787005382739339788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5787005382739339788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5787005382739339788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5787005382739339788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-xmas-this-year-we-had-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2030849926137297682</id><published>2010-12-20T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:37:06.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its ALMOST a new year SO......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since the year is coming to an end and I have been having this seemingly out body experience, I decided its now the time to get grounded! I know that I am not the only person that uses disassociation as a coping mechanism, but I do know that is how I survive some days. When this gets sticky or a situation comes up I instantly feel like I am watching a movie. And then I relive, sometimes every moment down to smells, in my sleep. I have had countless nights that i awake to the sound of me, crying and talking! I know some people may read this and think I have lost my mind, but I assure you as crazy as I may seem some days, I have discovered many other women either in a similar situation or even completely different ones that these things also happen to them. I wouldnt wish this on anyone or any marriage, but since I am in it its time to start talking and sharing some of the hard things and maybe help some one. So I have realized that I am not the only woman who has found out some of the things I did, and I am not the only woman who sits back and thinks that someone must have gotten this struggle mixed up with someone else when the Good Lord handed out trials. But even though I sit back and wonder what the heck happened, I know there is a reason and a purpose for every tear I have shed, and will shed. I stepped away from so many things when things really started getting hard, and I am ready to do the things that I used to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;On my list (I wont put then in any order)&lt;br /&gt;Go SNOW BOARDING! I have never done it and it is TIME&lt;br /&gt;Get my RUN on, More than I have been anyways:)&lt;br /&gt;SMILE more and CRY less&lt;br /&gt;Learn MORE songs on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;Sit down and just be alone with my own THOUGHTS and know I am ok&lt;br /&gt;Blog again, this is a start, RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;Take more PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;BUILD some stuff and get DIRTY doing it!! (yes use my power tools that I love so much)&lt;br /&gt;give a MONKEY a high five! (some of you maybe thought i forgot, NOPE!)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE my body the way it is and just know this is ME&lt;br /&gt;Try and let people in, meaning let then WALLS come down a bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well hopefully all this jarble makes sense to SOMEBODY&lt;br /&gt; and it is helpful is some small way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2030849926137297682?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2030849926137297682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2030849926137297682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2030849926137297682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2030849926137297682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-almost-new-year-so.html' title='Its ALMOST a new year SO......'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4834298840446294526</id><published>2010-12-16T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:36:01.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TQrJUiRW6rI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZqNEyCbUVAY/s1600/kaliandhannaatthelodge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TQrJUiRW6rI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZqNEyCbUVAY/s400/kaliandhannaatthelodge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551470845321734834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So to say that since the last post on my blog my world has been shaken, flipped, broken, and a bit bruised would be an understatement. I know that my life and the craziness that&lt;br /&gt;has enveloped my my family is a tragedy, but I also am just grateful for what I do&lt;br /&gt;have and here are a few things that have been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have happy healthy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; that can love both&lt;br /&gt;parents even through the storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; The realization that true real&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt; are hard to come by, and how grateful&lt;br /&gt;I am to have the ones I do have that come over without an invite to lay&lt;br /&gt;on the floor and cry with me til I can see straight enough to get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;. How I know that even when I feel forgotten, I get a dose of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; For family that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; believes&lt;/span&gt; in the real me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;, plain and simple&lt;br /&gt;I know that through everything that has gone on that I have to be the best me that i can be, and know that I can be a good person even if no body else is around to tell me so. I am grateful for so many things and this divorce has changed more than just what is obvious. I know that these circumstances were given to me for a reason and there is a lesson to be learned. Thank you to everyone that has been there for me, and for believing in ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4834298840446294526?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4834298840446294526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4834298840446294526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4834298840446294526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4834298840446294526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-to-say-that-since-last-post-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/TQrJUiRW6rI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZqNEyCbUVAY/s72-c/kaliandhannaatthelodge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6721283207833474593</id><published>2009-01-25T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:09:42.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a FIGHT, XMAS, a PUPPY, a LOST TOOTH, &amp; some GOOD company!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0DLF4fTlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6ipa14hPO2s/s1600-h/usatufc.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295392225950125650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0DLF4fTlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6ipa14hPO2s/s400/usatufc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0C2361B7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/m3VJfzWPcjs/s1600-h/ufc.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295391878604457906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0C2361B7I/AAAAAAAAAeI/m3VJfzWPcjs/s400/ufc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Randall just got home from working out the day after Xmas and came home and asked if I would want to fly to Vegas and watch the UFC fight live, of course anyone that knows me would know how excited I was! So off we went to Vegas for the fight! It was so nice that we were invited to go with these boys cause they are always goin without us so we were stoked to finally get to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0CbYXmR8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/OMdIwDMA2tQ/s1600-h/reesexmas08.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295391406278723522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0CbYXmR8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/OMdIwDMA2tQ/s400/reesexmas08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Oh Xmas! Man am I glad its OVER! So much was going on at the same time that it was nice to sit back and know it was OVER! Our kids had a blast with all the fam that was in town and friends that had come to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0B4NH-h5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/EEkyv53Ze5g/s1600-h/tylie.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295390801964992402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0B4NH-h5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/EEkyv53Ze5g/s400/tylie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we need more babies, RIGHT? This is Tylie and we baught her the night before Xmas Eve and she is so sweet! She is a french bulldog cause ya know we need a little sturdier dog considering we have one in the house that kills hamsters (Kali) HAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0BRu9SDwI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XcyZD7PrTn0/s1600-h/quincyxmas08.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295390141032042242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0BRu9SDwI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XcyZD7PrTn0/s400/quincyxmas08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SXz-vKMF8tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pYQ1CakOuqs/s1600-h/xmasbikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295387348023243474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SXz-vKMF8tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pYQ1CakOuqs/s400/xmasbikes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SXz-dFr1F1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/wJB4tJVrCnk/s1600-h/rockypoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295387037576533842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SXz-dFr1F1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/wJB4tJVrCnk/s400/rockypoint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (Paige, Briana, Chealsea, Me &amp;amp; Alexa)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we had some fun in Rocky Point for New Years! There is always giggles when we are all together! We were walking around trying not to get too badly screwed from the village people when we saw these and had to have them! Well you can all see why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SXz-ALJgurI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qz-g5JkFETI/s1600-h/dinnerwitheveryone.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6721283207833474593?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6721283207833474593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6721283207833474593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6721283207833474593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6721283207833474593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2009/01/fight-xmas-puppy-lost-tooth-some-good.html' title='a FIGHT, XMAS, a PUPPY, a LOST TOOTH, &amp; some GOOD company!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SX0DLF4fTlI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6ipa14hPO2s/s72-c/usatufc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-1426217260373269536</id><published>2008-11-10T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:38:00.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip ALONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjTaj2T5NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/trQUFms21Pw/s1600-h/randallinfrontofdogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjTaj2T5NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/trQUFms21Pw/s400/randallinfrontofdogs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267192217462891730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjS5d_J_VI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XVbeb5uiIOk/s1600-h/emandrandallinhawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjS5d_J_VI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XVbeb5uiIOk/s400/emandrandallinhawaii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267191648953695570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjSy9jYtEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/KecLwm6dBAI/s1600-h/ematpearlharbor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjSy9jYtEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/KecLwm6dBAI/s400/ematpearlharbor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267191537168069698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjSpMA1jMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8gsOSwZDNdg/s1600-h/emandrandallathotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjSpMA1jMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/8gsOSwZDNdg/s400/emandrandallathotel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267191369250999490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since we have been married (almost 11 years) We have never gone anywhere by ourselves except last year we went over night at a hotel, but that doesn't really count. So Randall and I went to Hawaii all alone! That is HUGE! It was so much fun! We just hung out on the beach and shopped and just spent time together it was so nice! Here are some pics we didn't really take that many, I didn't want my camera to get sandy, that is why we did not take any til day 2!We also found Dog the Bounty Hunters office, his wife was so rude! Beth was in her car when we pulled up and Randall tried to talk to her and she completely ignored him!  We only saw him in his car but Randall would have loved to talk to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-1426217260373269536?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1426217260373269536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=1426217260373269536' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1426217260373269536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1426217260373269536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-alone.html' title='A trip ALONE!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRjTaj2T5NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/trQUFms21Pw/s72-c/randallinfrontofdogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4897142974826212799</id><published>2008-11-05T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:15:31.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHGOxj4oYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6UanY1f5PzU/s1600-h/familypicfromkristyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHGOxj4oYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6UanY1f5PzU/s400/familypicfromkristyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207396497138050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHGH_QwbLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/J37yyaGBNHg/s1600-h/reesefromkristyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHGH_QwbLI/AAAAAAAAAbk/J37yyaGBNHg/s400/reesefromkristyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207279915920562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHF_SifiiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LP_Hi7URKDw/s1600-h/meandrandallfromkrostin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHF_SifiiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/LP_Hi7URKDw/s400/meandrandallfromkrostin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207130471762466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHF3wwAHVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/lQD4p3xJu8w/s1600-h/familypicfromkristyn02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHF3wwAHVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/lQD4p3xJu8w/s400/familypicfromkristyn02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207001142533458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHFyh1xHjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/pW4cxNfN2Xc/s1600-h/emandrandallfromkristyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHFyh1xHjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/pW4cxNfN2Xc/s400/emandrandallfromkristyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206911240838706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were smart this year and got our pics done early! Kristyn always does such a great job, you wouldn't know that there were 8 kids would ya? She had to bring her kids with her and she still such a great job! I am just glad that they are over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4897142974826212799?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4897142974826212799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4897142974826212799' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4897142974826212799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4897142974826212799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/11/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SRHGOxj4oYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6UanY1f5PzU/s72-c/familypicfromkristyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4054801105280531823</id><published>2008-10-15T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:25:12.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Event coming up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SPZtGYj9XVI/AAAAAAAAAas/XE2IyHB2BoM/s1600-h/Blissfest-Flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SPZtGYj9XVI/AAAAAAAAAas/XE2IyHB2BoM/s400/Blissfest-Flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257509571441548626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is really great! Domestic Bliss in downtown Mesa, The best home place EVER, is doing this event on Saturday to benefit the Neilson family that was in the Plane crash. Super Great cause and a lot of cool stuff will be down there! Come check it out and don't worry you don't need a sitter cause there will be a ton of things for the Whole Fam! Dan and Kristin are both very cool and generous people and I think it is AWESOME that they are will ing to do this for this family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4054801105280531823?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4054801105280531823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4054801105280531823' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4054801105280531823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4054801105280531823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-event-coming-up.html' title='Great Event coming up!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SPZtGYj9XVI/AAAAAAAAAas/XE2IyHB2BoM/s72-c/Blissfest-Flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-162995852204858045</id><published>2008-09-24T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:15:19.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some really exciting stuff has been happening in Posh Land!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNrCuXQ0eMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EDj30MEngsE/s1600-h/brasshearttrunkshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNrCuXQ0eMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EDj30MEngsE/s400/brasshearttrunkshow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249722417428068546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So a few weeks ago we did this "Trunk Show" with Brass Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was so much fun and not to mention I of course got some&lt;br /&gt;super cute stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; while we were there. They are so amazing! I love Sara and Love the style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She has such great taste. She talked me into skinny jeans too, SCARY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I do love them now too!And After that we were featured ion Fox10 morning on Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY HECK! We were so stinkin excited! They were so nice, and to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; think I was so nervous! Paige and I had everything we could possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; think of to say written down and when the time came we didn't say any of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were there with such good company too! Brooke, and Amanda and Alexa we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;came with us and ALL 5 of our little girlies&lt;br /&gt;to show off the  Kids POSH! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t was and experience of a lifetime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do I wish I would have said moore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course cause you never say what you were planning on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Do I wish moore people would stop telling me how fat I looked on tv? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heavens yes, what can you do after the fact?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Would I do it all over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my heck yes! In a heart beat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks girls for sharing it all with us!here is the link so take a peek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you want to see it for yourself! (Copy and paste it in your browser)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.myfoxphoenix.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail;jsessionid=F1BFB46E7BFBEB1057D8750C85751C02?contentId=7483485&amp;amp;version=1&amp;amp;locale=EN-US&amp;amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;amp;pageId=1.1.1&amp;amp;sflg=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-162995852204858045?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/162995852204858045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=162995852204858045' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/162995852204858045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/162995852204858045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-really-exciting-stuff-has-been.html' title='Some really exciting stuff has been happening in Posh Land!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNrCuXQ0eMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EDj30MEngsE/s72-c/brasshearttrunkshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5563639651724251444</id><published>2008-09-16T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:54:00.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So......I am a Runner, I think!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNCbD_PZb5I/AAAAAAAAATw/GiaqBpn4ovI/s1600-h/mytennies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNCbD_PZb5I/AAAAAAAAATw/GiaqBpn4ovI/s400/mytennies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246864058704555922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;So I got this brilliant idea that I am gonna start running, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;yea I know I am way late. I have really enjoyed it! I am only running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; a day right now but starting next week I will be upping my miles by .5 every three days. For some this may be mere peanuts, but for me its HUGE! I also jumped my sister in law &amp;amp; partner in crime (Paige) and of course Brooke, into the whole thing! That is the best part, we go and run @5:30 in the Am and crank the ipods up and just run.......what else is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I will tell ya, Pure Satisfaction of completing something I have always dreaded! For me this is enough:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5563639651724251444?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5563639651724251444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5563639651724251444' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5563639651724251444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5563639651724251444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/09/soi-am-runner-i-think.html' title='So......I am a Runner, I think!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SNCbD_PZb5I/AAAAAAAAATw/GiaqBpn4ovI/s72-c/mytennies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2438931096101056</id><published>2008-09-12T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:05:59.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Teddi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SMrmr2F48KI/AAAAAAAAATo/ncYcyzmgsgU/s1600-h/emandteddi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SMrmr2F48KI/AAAAAAAAATo/ncYcyzmgsgU/s400/emandteddi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245258356955345058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh man where do I start! I love this gal! She is one of my favorite people! Teddi has been one of my best friends for about ten years now. She is an amazing person that helps me see how crazy I sometimes can be, and loves me anyways! She is amazing! I went back in August to visit her in Louisiana, and no big shocker, we had a blast! She is so not judgmental and loves me even in a bad mood! We hung around her house for a few days and then headed in to New Orleans, which is always a real treat:)I just love this girl and hope one day they can move back here and be with the rest of the not so back woods folk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2438931096101056?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2438931096101056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2438931096101056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2438931096101056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2438931096101056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-teddi.html' title='&quot;My Teddi&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SMrmr2F48KI/AAAAAAAAATo/ncYcyzmgsgU/s72-c/emandteddi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8168059493645991559</id><published>2008-08-26T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:59:15.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Hard to Believe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRCYvF1fdI/AAAAAAAAATg/5ZC-KcXVyVE/s1600-h/quincy+by+Kristyn+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRCYvF1fdI/AAAAAAAAATg/5ZC-KcXVyVE/s400/quincy+by+Kristyn+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885259263966674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been such a crazy year, for so many reasons, and it has all ended up with this sweet baby turning a year old!&lt;br /&gt; I cant hardly believe that all the drama last year puts this sweet baby in my arms @ 1year! She has been such an amazing baby for me! I cannot believe that she is already a year! I just wish that time would have froze for just 1 more day of this! I will be one of those ladies that stops everyone in the grocery store just to see the sweet babies! I will forever love and miss the feeling of that new spirit in my arms, so fresh, just sent from our Father in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRB_1soH9I/AAAAAAAAATY/plLZHZPAVVU/s1600-h/qsbdaycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRB_1soH9I/AAAAAAAAATY/plLZHZPAVVU/s400/qsbdaycake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238884831540551634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is her cute birthday cake that I got off of my friend Tiffs Blog! The Lady that did it is AMAZING! I thought it suited her just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRBu3WtiuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/V5-OKTo-IzI/s1600-h/qandhercake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRBu3WtiuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/V5-OKTo-IzI/s400/qandhercake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238884539927726818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so funny! We took the top of the cake and let her just eat as much as she wanted! I thought she would devour it, but she just ate the bow. Man I love this kid! I love ya Q and hope you had a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8168059493645991559?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8168059493645991559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8168059493645991559' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8168059493645991559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8168059493645991559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-hard-to-believe.html' title='So Hard to Believe!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SLRCYvF1fdI/AAAAAAAAATg/5ZC-KcXVyVE/s72-c/quincy+by+Kristyn+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-678579876683882500</id><published>2008-08-15T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:12:58.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My insanity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SKX8SPRRWYI/AAAAAAAAATI/VebnRP7h9WU/s1600-h/reesefirstday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SKX8SPRRWYI/AAAAAAAAATI/VebnRP7h9WU/s400/reesefirstday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234867532154886530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;So school has officially started and life has been crazy from day one! Lets just start off by saying the first day of school I was in the hospital with Kali getting her tonsils, atnoids &amp;amp; new tubes put in! Yea that is right last year we were with Reese(above) with her kidney business! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But all went well I am sad to say that I did not get a cute pic of my sweet boys that are always so understanding of this chaos. I do however get my cute girls on the first day of preschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Reese felt so big walking into her classroom for the first time! Man I love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SKX8Eouos2I/AAAAAAAAATA/PgtDZGbt0Js/s1600-h/Kalifirstday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SKX8Eouos2I/AAAAAAAAATA/PgtDZGbt0Js/s400/Kalifirstday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234867298470769506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kali could not go to her meet the teacher or to her first day of school, but she was so excited to finally go and be around other kiddos. I have to say she is a tuff little cookie for all that she went through! All in all the new squeeky voice and midnight cries have been pretty minimal! I just love her and hope her real spunk comes back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-678579876683882500?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/678579876683882500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=678579876683882500' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/678579876683882500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/678579876683882500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-insanity.html' title='My insanity!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SKX8SPRRWYI/AAAAAAAAATI/VebnRP7h9WU/s72-c/reesefirstday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3779432100239884096</id><published>2008-07-23T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:57:09.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love California!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfD9RlgXZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rGzOCJKnErw/s1600-h/kaliandsydinocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfD9RlgXZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rGzOCJKnErw/s400/kaliandsydinocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226361350046899602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These two always have so much fun together! I just love them both so much! THey can be alone in a room completely entertained, well until one slaps the other, but really they love eachother so much, and it really shows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAVh9867I/AAAAAAAAASo/yCbfD4ipCzg/s1600-h/rhettintheocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAVh9867I/AAAAAAAAASo/yCbfD4ipCzg/s400/rhettintheocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226357368714750898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is Rhett learning to boogie board! He loved it! Just the salt water and sand and a few sand rashes! It was so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could pick anywhere in the united states, at least the ones I have seen, to live it would be Sunny California! I love being at the beach and the sand, and my kids love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAH_h0zZI/AAAAAAAAASg/GkKiGbyHWMo/s1600-h/reeseonbeachwithdonut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAH_h0zZI/AAAAAAAAASg/GkKiGbyHWMo/s400/reeseonbeachwithdonut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226357136131673490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is Reese and the cutest, yea thats what I said, hot pink donut! SHe loved it and sat there til the thing was almost gone and she was DONE! This was so fun cause we got to spend her 3rd Birthday on the beach! How nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_-9BEFCI/AAAAAAAAASY/J64b3reOr7Q/s1600-h/qonthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_-9BEFCI/AAAAAAAAASY/J64b3reOr7Q/s400/qonthebeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226356980838568994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my little Q, or not so little Q! I love that her baby boobie is hangin out the bottom of her suit and that is it bigger than lots of girls after puperty! MAn she is good &amp;amp; fat and happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_2i9DYQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pVBQTP-s1C4/s1600-h/kalionthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_2i9DYQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pVBQTP-s1C4/s400/kalionthebeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226356836403470594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Kali!!! You can't see what it is but, it is sand crabs! She thaught it was so cool to look for the sand crabs, aaaalllll day long! She was so sad that she cpouln't take it home with her! I kept telling her they would die if you keep them out of water, and she would dunk the poor thing and say. "see its not dead!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_rlSQ34I/AAAAAAAAASI/1iYH7hqA8-4/s1600-h/chaseonthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_rlSQ34I/AAAAAAAAASI/1iYH7hqA8-4/s400/chaseonthebeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226356648050745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chase, my smiler! How can you not just love this kid! I love those brown eyes and great compliments, ALL the time! He is so great! He had so much fun trying to keep up with Rhett on the boogie boards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAuiQ3FWI/AAAAAAAAASw/qfwFU5enVys/s1600-h/sydonthebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfAuiQ3FWI/AAAAAAAAASw/qfwFU5enVys/s400/sydonthebeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226357798290789730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Seriously! She is so dang Cute! Who looks that cute holding a green bucket? Well I will tell ya, Syd Does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_d0bm4pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/1PaY85aK4rU/s1600-h/reeseandtwinslookingoutwindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIe_d0bm4pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/1PaY85aK4rU/s400/reeseandtwinslookingoutwindow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226356411598299794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like the snuggie? I do cause she always has one! She is always trying to get it and never quit succeeds! Man she is cute! oh yea and these two little twins, as I like to call them Lighting &amp;amp; Thunder, were always running around with her! I told myself at the start of our trip that I was going to figure these twins out, and I DID! Once I did they thought I was so cool cause I would call them by their name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3779432100239884096?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3779432100239884096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3779432100239884096' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3779432100239884096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3779432100239884096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-california.html' title='I love California!!!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SIfD9RlgXZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rGzOCJKnErw/s72-c/kaliandsydinocean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-7549630486062978909</id><published>2008-07-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:45:56.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 8!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04w7UKEEI/AAAAAAAAARw/69H8weHu6zU/s1600-h/rhettsbirthday05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04w7UKEEI/AAAAAAAAARw/69H8weHu6zU/s400/rhettsbirthday05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218889956399386690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04lyZC3eI/AAAAAAAAARo/PJI7xfqYo94/s1600-h/rhettsbirthday03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04lyZC3eI/AAAAAAAAARo/PJI7xfqYo94/s400/rhettsbirthday03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218889765025406434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04W9Ldk-I/AAAAAAAAARg/PmRIcvb8YAM/s1600-h/rhettsbirthday04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04W9Ldk-I/AAAAAAAAARg/PmRIcvb8YAM/s400/rhettsbirthday04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218889510223188962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG03_S0-RyI/AAAAAAAAARY/JZ7ZBvZ8cEE/s1600-h/rhettsbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG03_S0-RyI/AAAAAAAAARY/JZ7ZBvZ8cEE/s400/rhettsbirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218889103717582626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man oh Man! I cannot believe that this kid is already 8! It seems like yesterday that I was holding him for the first time in utter awe at this perfect little baby boy. He is such a great kid, if I can say so myself! Of course there are definite moments but all in all a good boy! He has recently turned into this big helper, brother and a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had a blast yesterday, we went to Red Robin for lunch, then to macudos island to play, then came home and swam until the sun was almost down, then he had two cousins stay the night. Man it was alot of work but well worth it. I just love this kid and hope he realizes it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RHETT! I love you forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7549630486062978909?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7549630486062978909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7549630486062978909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7549630486062978909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7549630486062978909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-8.html' title='The BIG 8!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SG04w7UKEEI/AAAAAAAAARw/69H8weHu6zU/s72-c/rhettsbirthday05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4188758500167053528</id><published>2008-06-23T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:08:49.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj-OZQKEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Mvt8DXUukG4/s1600-h/amandaandme02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj-OZQKEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Mvt8DXUukG4/s400/amandaandme02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215278289162086466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj6g-gUrI/AAAAAAAAARI/itIfEhYO3_8/s1600-h/amandaandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj6g-gUrI/AAAAAAAAARI/itIfEhYO3_8/s400/amandaandme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215278225430696626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj2_MaRDI/AAAAAAAAARA/mdZzQenqO4I/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj2_MaRDI/AAAAAAAAARA/mdZzQenqO4I/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215278164822606898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This weekend we went to Laughlin, WWWEEEEHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;It actually was alot of fun! We went with Rex and Paige,&lt;br /&gt; Floyd and Amanda, Jeni and Kelly, and a few&lt;br /&gt;other people. It was so fun we hung out all&lt;br /&gt;day on the river and the second day we wrasled&lt;br /&gt; on the tube. I beat Amanda and Jeni beat me, go&lt;br /&gt; figure you can't always be a champ! We hung&lt;br /&gt;out the whole weekend and had had a blast&lt;br /&gt;being goof balls. Thanks Boys it was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4188758500167053528?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4188758500167053528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4188758500167053528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4188758500167053528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4188758500167053528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-weekend-we-went-to-laughlin.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SGBj-OZQKEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Mvt8DXUukG4/s72-c/amandaandme02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8117761653979728582</id><published>2008-06-18T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:45:21.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anyone else want to bite these?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlI5snC6rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/boeha4kRI30/s1600-h/littleq03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlI5snC6rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/boeha4kRI30/s400/littleq03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213278199722732210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlIyud8k5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/BVJaOnpMfFc/s1600-h/littleq01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlIyud8k5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/BVJaOnpMfFc/s400/littleq01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213278079962354578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlIt3_P-9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/e0XCjhnmbu8/s1600-h/littleq02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlIt3_P-9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/e0XCjhnmbu8/s400/littleq02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213277996618611666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously I have not had any super cute pictures of&lt;br /&gt;this Chub for a while. She is so dang nice to me!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that she is growing so fast!&lt;br /&gt; I just want to bite her fat little legs, cause&lt;br /&gt;although she is fat she is so short at the&lt;br /&gt; same time! She has been the easiest kid, it&lt;br /&gt;may be cause she is the caboose or just cause&lt;br /&gt;she is well natured! Whatever it is I just love this&lt;br /&gt;kid and I am grateful she is in our lives!&lt;br /&gt; She is so wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Q!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8117761653979728582?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8117761653979728582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8117761653979728582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8117761653979728582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8117761653979728582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/does-anyone-else-want-to-bite-these.html' title='Does Anyone else want to bite these?'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFlI5snC6rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/boeha4kRI30/s72-c/littleq03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2498680740570569025</id><published>2008-06-13T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:12:30.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone Else have a birthday that lasts FOREVER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFNTLb9u1yI/AAAAAAAAAQA/46eixw_Cr1E/s1600-h/meandgirlsonbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFNTLb9u1yI/AAAAAAAAAQA/46eixw_Cr1E/s400/meandgirlsonbirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211600649748141858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFNSYaAX7eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wmV71NoDtJ4/s1600-h/meonbirthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFNSYaAX7eI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wmV71NoDtJ4/s400/meonbirthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211599773049023970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yes it is another post about my birthday! My girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take me out for my birthday and half of&lt;br /&gt;them were out of town, so we went out on weds night.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun! They gave me some super dang cute&lt;br /&gt;stuff and we had so much fun just chatting all night.&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have such great girls around me,&lt;br /&gt;and to know that I can count on any one of them!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Girlies for making me feel so good and loved! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2498680740570569025?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2498680740570569025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2498680740570569025' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2498680740570569025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2498680740570569025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/does-anyone-else-have-birthday-that.html' title='Does anyone Else have a birthday that lasts FOREVER?'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SFNTLb9u1yI/AAAAAAAAAQA/46eixw_Cr1E/s72-c/meandgirlsonbirthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2234293929654589952</id><published>2008-06-08T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:36:52.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recital, Yeah it is Over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXxIVlUoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gOJorFbfUaA/s1600-h/reeseandsmoochyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXxIVlUoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gOJorFbfUaA/s400/reeseandsmoochyface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209565001779860098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXpy7snII/AAAAAAAAAPg/GXo9FYeRUoA/s1600-h/randallandgirlsatdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXpy7snII/AAAAAAAAAPg/GXo9FYeRUoA/s400/randallandgirlsatdance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564875775057026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXf8G_1iI/AAAAAAAAAPY/q0EvdALOMME/s1600-h/kaliatrecital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXf8G_1iI/AAAAAAAAAPY/q0EvdALOMME/s400/kaliatrecital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564706439681570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I say it is OVER! We are so glad to be done for the summer! the girls did so good! they were so dang excited about being there and so dang tired when they were done! good job girlies i love you and you did so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2234293929654589952?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2234293929654589952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2234293929654589952' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2234293929654589952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2234293929654589952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/dance-recital-yeah-it-is-over.html' title='Dance Recital, Yeah it is Over!!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwXxIVlUoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gOJorFbfUaA/s72-c/reeseandsmoochyface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6047259495472012643</id><published>2008-06-08T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:30:27.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grillz Anybody?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVymnmnLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZDT7GqxhHp4/s1600-h/mygrillzedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVymnmnLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZDT7GqxhHp4/s400/mygrillzedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209562828065119410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so last night we went to Dave and Busters for some serious game playing, pretty much I am not the one that won allot of tickets, but these boys and Randall all did. Enough so that we were all able to get some real treats at the lame store. So we saw these Grillz and had to have them! Who does NOT want a GRILLZ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVY8Z7_8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/o-fEfrb4JjE/s1600-h/moregrillz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVY8Z7_8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/o-fEfrb4JjE/s400/moregrillz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209562387236782018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So while Aaron, Floyd and of course me were enjoying our Grillz, Rex found himself a ball that, whats the word, Fits him! Since he is Large is stature this ball was HUGE and definately fit him! I think of Landon when I see this cause lets face it, they are Me &amp;amp; Mini Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVoMX5ahI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Iozjw0gg3Ek/s1600-h/rexandball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVoMX5ahI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Iozjw0gg3Ek/s400/rexandball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209562649221229074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Boys for sharing your tickets with me! I am so going to use My Grillz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6047259495472012643?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6047259495472012643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6047259495472012643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6047259495472012643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6047259495472012643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/grillz-anybody.html' title='Grillz Anybody?'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEwVymnmnLI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZDT7GqxhHp4/s72-c/mygrillzedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3350523600791923724</id><published>2008-06-01T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:14:14.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow 29!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEMeY9BU4oI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dms-Xep6AZc/s1600-h/anothersurprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEMeY9BU4oI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dms-Xep6AZc/s400/anothersurprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207039008216244866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;So this is how my birthday week started out! My mom wanted to go to get our nails done on Tuesday so we went and after she asked of I wanted to go to dinner too. Of course I did, so we went to Buca de Pepo and my whole family was there(minus all the crazy kiddos). I was so excited to see them all there to celebrate my birthday! On top off all that they all wrote me letters that were so dang sweet! I love my family and I am so glad we are all so close!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I remember last year on my birthday I spent it  in  a hospital room with my youngest  baby, at the time, pregnant and feeling really bad for her with the surgery she had just had. Man that was the crappiest birthday ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SELtJdBU4mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kgq38IbW8ts/s1600-h/momandreese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SELtJdBU4mI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kgq38IbW8ts/s400/momandreese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206984865858511458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;But this year was so GREAT! I got to sleep in and when I woke up, my sweet husband had left to BIG bags full of stuff on the pillow next to me. It was so sweet! Then I got to go to lunch with my mom and met up with my RAD sis in law, Paige for some shoppin! Later that night we went to Flemings for dinner with Rex and Paige, Dustin and Bridget, and Floyd and Amanda. It was so the Best birthday ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEMeHdBU4nI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GY53ST96l8A/s1600-h/emily%2Bb-day1.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEMeHdBU4nI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GY53ST96l8A/s400/emily%2Bb-day1.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207038707568534130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thanks Everyone for making that such a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3350523600791923724?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3350523600791923724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3350523600791923724' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3350523600791923724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3350523600791923724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-cow-29.html' title='Holy Cow 29!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SEMeY9BU4oI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dms-Xep6AZc/s72-c/anothersurprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8270654732803584813</id><published>2008-05-26T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:11:54.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsLbdBU4lI/AAAAAAAAAOg/j_beFJ4mcAA/s1600-h/reeseandquicy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsLbdBU4lI/AAAAAAAAAOg/j_beFJ4mcAA/s400/reeseandquicy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204766360631304786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsJINBU4jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3vJKpOZafAY/s1600-h/reeseontubewithpink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsJINBU4jI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3vJKpOZafAY/s400/reeseontubewithpink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204763830895567410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsI8NBU4iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DnUKIv1ERC4/s1600-h/kalibrookeandhannajumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsI8NBU4iI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DnUKIv1ERC4/s400/kalibrookeandhannajumping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204763624737137186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsIrdBU4hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/DtnI7rn0mO0/s1600-h/hannahbrookeandkali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsIrdBU4hI/AAAAAAAAAN8/DtnI7rn0mO0/s400/hannahbrookeandkali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204763336974328338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some pics from last weekend. We had a big&lt;br /&gt;ol family and friend bbq, one of many to come! It is&lt;br /&gt;always so much fun for us to have everyone over&lt;br /&gt;and hang out, play ball and eat good food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8270654732803584813?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8270654732803584813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8270654732803584813' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8270654732803584813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8270654732803584813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-are-some-pics-from-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SDsLbdBU4lI/AAAAAAAAAOg/j_beFJ4mcAA/s72-c/reeseandquicy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5433070438425009624</id><published>2008-05-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:23:58.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallaluya for Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SC4JbJvRVqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sBj-L1e9zSQ/s1600-h/rail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SC4JbJvRVqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sBj-L1e9zSQ/s400/rail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201104981734807202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SCpRj5vRVnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qzzshXlP8mc/s1600-h/meandrandalldunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SCpRj5vRVnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qzzshXlP8mc/s400/meandrandalldunes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200058396989019762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the dunes. It was so dang fun! I have never seen or been in a rail before, but holy cow it was so FUN! Our hubbys bought one about a year, or so ago and it was so AWESOME! We went with our friends Floyd and Amanda, Jeffrey and Shanna, Aaron and Tracey and we also brought our two oldest. It was really fast and pure adrenalin. I think that was more fun than a roller coaster, except I got to be with the man I love and he was driving!&lt;br /&gt;Just one more thing out of the bazillion since the funeral is that we went white water rafting! We hit four or five class five rapids and let me tell ya I realize without a doubt that I am in fact a mortal being. Nothing helps ya realize that like your raft tacoing in the midst of rapids , in 40 degree water. It was  absolute blast! We went with My oldest brother, Eric and his wife and friends from their ward, Ed, Erin and Scott, Mom and Dad, A guy named Kim, and woooowwwweee it is something I can now check off my FAMOUS list of things to do before I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SCpPZpvRVmI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LJf4Wt8kBrE/s1600-h/P1010080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SCpPZpvRVmI/AAAAAAAAAMk/LJf4Wt8kBrE/s400/P1010080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200056021872105058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for Stinkin Summer! I can't wait for summer to be here already! We have had so much going on that I have had Zero time to even sleep let alone breath! My kiddos have been itchin for it too because summer means they get to go camping with my older brother, who they think is the Stuff, and family vacation and adult time as well!&lt;br /&gt;This summer is going to be  a good one. I think we all need a slow down from all the crazy things that have gone on in the past couple of months. I have to say that life definitely gets out of hand REAL&lt;br /&gt;fast if you are not careful.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else want summer so bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5433070438425009624?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5433070438425009624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5433070438425009624' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5433070438425009624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5433070438425009624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/05/hallaluya-for-summer.html' title='Hallaluya for Summer!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/SC4JbJvRVqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/sBj-L1e9zSQ/s72-c/rail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6544689162068285583</id><published>2008-04-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:26:11.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6544689162068285583?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6544689162068285583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6544689162068285583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6544689162068285583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6544689162068285583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-and-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5853507333483066085</id><published>2008-03-26T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:19:50.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R-qblew7viI/AAAAAAAAAME/3B2DE8sK5LQ/s1600-h/easterbunnyquincyedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R-qblew7viI/AAAAAAAAAME/3B2DE8sK5LQ/s400/easterbunnyquincyedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182125389458947618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Easter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So it was Easter and it was so nice to be at our home with our kids and have each other around! This past two weeks really has made me sit back and realize the things that are most important to me.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Taylor on Thursday and had the viewing that evening&lt;br /&gt;and the family dinner afterwards. As hard as it was to see my sweet nephew I am so glad to be a part of my Family. You really realize the meaning of Family after something like this. We had a very&lt;br /&gt;nice funeral service for him and I could feel the spirit so strong.&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes going to church seems so normal that it gets&lt;br /&gt;tough to feel the spirit. I sat there with my family, and then some,&lt;br /&gt;and my kids were all there and I still was able to listen and to&lt;br /&gt;feel the spirit. I know that my brother and his wife and children&lt;br /&gt;have a long road ahead of them, but I pray that the comforter&lt;br /&gt;will extend his arms around them as often as they need him,&lt;br /&gt;I know that through faith it will be so. I have a knew gratitude&lt;br /&gt;for my brothers and my sisters that I know was there but&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little dusty. My moms family and my dads family&lt;br /&gt;showed so much support to our family, and it was definitely&lt;br /&gt;needed. I saw  all my brothers in a completely different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; light and I am so grateful for that!  My sister and my&lt;br /&gt;parents are so amazing also and I realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;how luck I am after this with them, because you don't realize&lt;br /&gt;that your entire family is morning with them so that they are&lt;br /&gt;not alone. I love this world and I am grateful that my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;family is the family I was given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5853507333483066085?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5853507333483066085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5853507333483066085' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5853507333483066085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5853507333483066085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter-so-it-was-easter-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R-qblew7viI/AAAAAAAAAME/3B2DE8sK5LQ/s72-c/easterbunnyquincyedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2966349173933869579</id><published>2008-03-17T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:52:04.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Til we meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R99cGo8eN5I/AAAAAAAAALw/3i0u2FKExII/s1600-h/waylonhandprint02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178959365639387026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R99cGo8eN5I/AAAAAAAAALw/3i0u2FKExII/s400/waylonhandprint02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Every once in a while something happens in your life that makes you sit back and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;re-think the things that you have been taught and the things that we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This past week has definitely been one of those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This past Thursday the 13th of March started out pretty normal, a little busy, but not too abnormal. I had parent teacher conference with both of my boys and had asked Paige to watch the girls for me while I went, and of course she was sweet enough to say yes. After we were done I had met her at costco, which is always CRAZY! We were planning to leave the next morning for Mexico so we were getting a bunch of crap to bring with us to keep kids busy in the car. As we were loading up the car my cell rang, and then it rang again, and again until I finally answered it. This phone call changed alot of things for me and my family. It was my dad on the phone and he had told me that my sweet little nephew, who was two years old, had been run over by a car. At this point nobody knew how severe it was and we were just waiting to hear what we needed to do to help. I had Paige's kids from Costco so she could get some things done, just a side note, but as soon as we pulled out of the parking spot I pulled the car over and asked all gazillion little ones in my car to please fold there little arms so that I could say a prayer for my brother and his family. After I said Amen we drove off and for some reason I began to panic. We got home and as the phone calls came in, seemed one after another for the next thirty minutes, I learned that my sweet little nephew had passed away. My brothers friend was at his home in Taylor helping him with a garage, and after he was done he got in his car and had accidentally run over my nephew.I spoke to my mom and asked what to do now and she said all my brother wanted was his brothers and sisters. I didn't even think twice I threw some G's in a bag and grabbed my travel bag and got my kids set up to leave, with the help of Paige, and I drove out of there to meet up with my Siblings. We drove up to Taylor where they live and were embraced my my older brother and his pregnant wife who were in utter shock and emotional wrecks. This was to be expected, although if you have never seen every member of your immediate family, that you thought were so strong, break down in this manner it is pure heartbreak. I have to also mention that in this position that I was in was completely different than I had ever expected. This was, for me, a turning point in my testimony. I can honestly say that although it didn't take this little boy passing for me to know that I will live again, it did make me realize that my sadness and sorrow for these people that I love so much is merely a mortal feeling. I know that one day, if I live up to the covenants that I have made in the temple with my heavenly Father, I will see him and my family again. It has made this so clear to me that I need to be the best mother to my children and the best wife to my loving husband. This week has by far been the most eye opening experience for so many reasons, I am so grateful for all that I have and that I can live again, that I have the gospel to get my family and me through this trial. You never realize how deep your love is for someone like this until it is taken from you unexpectedly. I love everyone of my family members and I am grateful that we have remained close to be able to count on each other in times like these. This has many more details that I believe are to sacred to share with the entire blogging community but I thought that a few people may not know about what had happened. My mom and I had set up and account today for everyone that has asked where to donate, it is the Waylon Ulrich Memorial Fund at B of A. Thanks to all who have been there for my brother and his wife to comfort and for all the service that was done in there behalf, we all really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2966349173933869579?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2966349173933869579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2966349173933869579' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2966349173933869579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2966349173933869579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/03/til-we-meet-again.html' title='Til we meet again'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R99cGo8eN5I/AAAAAAAAALw/3i0u2FKExII/s72-c/waylonhandprint02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-540540641250130519</id><published>2008-02-25T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:12:58.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R8O2FXIRsCI/AAAAAAAAALg/teJpPXF0zuY/s1600-h/emanderineditedonscrapbookpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-540540641250130519?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/540540641250130519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=540540641250130519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/540540641250130519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/540540641250130519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay-all-i-can-say-is-who-lied-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3028469729578912867</id><published>2008-02-25T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:13:47.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Memory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R8OzE3IRsBI/AAAAAAAAALY/JFSxIZwWlPg/s1600-h/emanderineditedonscrapbookpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R8OzE3IRsBI/AAAAAAAAALY/JFSxIZwWlPg/s400/emanderineditedonscrapbookpage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171173693250973714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;font-size:180%;" &gt;Oh WOW!! I can't believe that I have found a picture and posted it as gross as this was! Who lied to you a_ _ ! Seriously who said that this was ever a cute hair cut! I remember driving home from Idaho, with no AC and telling my mom and all she could say was " so take your shirt off nobody knows you are a girl anyway!" Well no kiddin they wouldn't know! I can't see why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3028469729578912867?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3028469729578912867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3028469729578912867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3028469729578912867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3028469729578912867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/02/great-memory.html' title='Great Memory!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R8OzE3IRsBI/AAAAAAAAALY/JFSxIZwWlPg/s72-c/emanderineditedonscrapbookpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2731407532616800745</id><published>2008-02-21T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:13:31.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we say POTTY TRAINING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R73Jr3IRsAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FEAkBTT53UM/s1600-h/reeseinpanties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R73Jr3IRsAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FEAkBTT53UM/s400/reeseinpanties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169509702661419010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy Cow! I was not expecting this one to happen for a long time! We have&lt;br /&gt; had a crazy week so far, Little Q has had RSV and has been in and out of Dr Apts&lt;br /&gt;and at home and yeah just crazy! So on Monday afternoon Reese came in with her&lt;br /&gt;panties and said " mommy I don't want to wear diapers anymore" so what did&lt;br /&gt;I do, I put the panties on her and took a picture. Why did I not blog about it earlier?&lt;br /&gt;Oh because I was not sure that she really was going to do this. We have had 3 night&lt;br /&gt;times in panties and NO ACCIDENTS in bed! The only ones she has had are when&lt;br /&gt; she needs to poop and can't squeeze enough to get to the potty, but really she only&lt;br /&gt;tinkles a tiny bit! I am so dang excited! She even wears panties to bed without&lt;br /&gt; pullups or anything! Yeah for Reese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2731407532616800745?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2731407532616800745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2731407532616800745' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2731407532616800745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2731407532616800745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/02/can-we-say-potty-training.html' title='Can we say POTTY TRAINING!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R73Jr3IRsAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FEAkBTT53UM/s72-c/reeseinpanties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-810412149655349797</id><published>2008-02-18T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:45:42.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R7n673IRr_I/AAAAAAAAALI/oXETfhO04Ro/s1600-h/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R7n673IRr_I/AAAAAAAAALI/oXETfhO04Ro/s400/P1010014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168437953702244338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So there comes a time when a mamma feels like she needs to&lt;br /&gt;defend her CHICKS, and yes that time has come! I have wanted to get&lt;br /&gt; me concealed weapons license before and had not done anything&lt;br /&gt;about........til now. Oh that is right my mom and I went down and signed&lt;br /&gt; up, and not only did we sign up but we got practically the whole fam&lt;br /&gt;too as well. Dad didn't want to be an influence on us so what did he do?&lt;br /&gt;typical dad thing "you guys go down by yourselves and find a gun&lt;br /&gt; that fits you best and try them out", so that is just what we did. We&lt;br /&gt;went down and shot for a good two hours and have our course&lt;br /&gt; lined up on tues. I am so excited for this! You may think i am crazy&lt;br /&gt; but I have been home alone with a;ll of my kiddos when our home&lt;br /&gt; security was breeched. This was one of the scariest nights ever and&lt;br /&gt;I will not be in the helpless position again. So this is us at the range getting&lt;br /&gt; ready for our first run! It actually went alot better than i had expected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-810412149655349797?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/810412149655349797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=810412149655349797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/810412149655349797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/810412149655349797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/02/bang.html' title='BANG!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R7n673IRr_I/AAAAAAAAALI/oXETfhO04Ro/s72-c/P1010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5621201396028894638</id><published>2008-02-12T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:28:22.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So this was one of the funnest weekends EVER! There have been some AWESOME ones too but this is definitely up there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For those who don't know, my older sister is 15 months older. The eleventh was her 30th birthday and surprisingly my mom and Erin and I have NEVER EVER gone ANYWHERE by ourselves. Mom and I were on the phone trying to figure out what we were going to do to make it EXTRA special for her and decided to take her out on a TRIP. The options were endless and we talked it over with her HUBBY and decided we were going to NEW ORLEANS! This has actually great history behind this. We have one of my closest FRIENDS that LIVES there and have not seen her since before NUMERO five came along. So We called her up and told her not to get her hopes too high, just in case. All was good and her hubby was so supportive of the whole idea,so we got tickets and started the planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The BEST part was that she had ABSOLUTELY no idea that anything was going on. I made sure by not talking to her for two days prior so that I would not SLIP! We hid in her kitchen at ELEVEN at night, told her she had 10 MINUTES to pack for cold whether. She was FREAKING out had no idea what to think of the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;We got into NEW ORLEANS at 7:30 on Friday morning and immediately started running around! Teddi picked us up and she was so DANG excited&lt;br /&gt;to see us all too! The weekend ended up&lt;br /&gt;to be filled with antique shopping,&lt;br /&gt;boutique shopping, CRAZY people watching, GIGGLING, and all out fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I love my sister so much and hope that&lt;br /&gt;she had as much FUN as I did and made&lt;br /&gt;up some HUGE memories that hopefully&lt;br /&gt;will never be forgotten! She means so&lt;br /&gt;much to me! I have felt so much CLOSER&lt;br /&gt; to her, my mom and Teddi. I am truly&lt;br /&gt;grateful for times like these that&lt;br /&gt;help to brig us all closer and create&lt;br /&gt;memories that are PRICELESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w212.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w212.photobucket.com/albums/cc263/emilyscircus/c192e4ff.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc263/emilyscircus/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c192e4ff.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5621201396028894638?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5621201396028894638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5621201396028894638' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5621201396028894638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5621201396028894638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/02/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5789910863230678410</id><published>2008-01-26T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:10:26.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wham!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t1BGtk-BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H2RPdXFIHi8/s1600-h/chaseandrhettatgameedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t1BGtk-BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H2RPdXFIHi8/s400/chaseandrhettatgameedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159846459925133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes it is also again another attempt to find a sport that my boys enjoy. This time I think we have finally found one, oh yea its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BASKETBALL&lt;/span&gt;! They really seem to enjoy it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chase&lt;/span&gt; came in this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; and asked me if he can always &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; basketball. Heck yea I told him. Anyways I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; they looked pretty dang cute in there &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uniforms&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t0pWtk9_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rCFmoEv8Ebc/s1600-h/chaseatbasketballgamedeited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t0pWtk9_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/rCFmoEv8Ebc/s400/chaseatbasketballgamedeited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159846051903240178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t0qGtk-AI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ubd9FZBa5BE/s1600-h/rhettatbasketballgameedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t0qGtk-AI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ubd9FZBa5BE/s400/rhettatbasketballgameedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159846064788142082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't look like it here but this was the first game and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rhett &lt;/span&gt;was still slightly confused at what was going on. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you forget that they don't just know they&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; actually&lt;/span&gt; have to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt;. Well this mornings game was much &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; than the others they both made a few baskets and were a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TON&lt;/span&gt; more confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5789910863230678410?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5789910863230678410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5789910863230678410' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5789910863230678410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5789910863230678410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/01/wham.html' title='Wham!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R5t1BGtk-BI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H2RPdXFIHi8/s72-c/chaseandrhettatgameedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8364350032281598530</id><published>2008-01-13T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:32:48.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgot to mention........Antabiotic FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4qX6sClX7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X91IceoK-jQ/s1600-h/momandreese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4qX6sClX7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X91IceoK-jQ/s400/momandreese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155099757989158834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4qX7MClX8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/b_loMOE5-10/s1600-h/reeseandmomathospitalkidney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4qX7MClX8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/b_loMOE5-10/s400/reeseandmomathospitalkidney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155099766579093442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December of 2005 my sweet little Reese was about six months old and  I had taken her in to the doctor on a Monday and he told me she looked fine but if she started a high fever to bring her back, well that night is when she started running a fever. My Reese got up to about 102.5 when I decided to bring her back in. She had been really fussy and not sleeping, pretty much she seemed just sad and unhappy with anything. I took her in and Dr. Mike, if any of you have him I love him he is great, and he took her temp looked at her, left the room and came back in and said....&lt;br /&gt;"I have just called down to mesa Lutheran and they are expecting you now. Don't go home, go straight there your baby is sick.&lt;br /&gt;I think she either has meningitis or a really bad UTI."&lt;br /&gt; Well this was really alot to take in so I called my mom and she was on her way there to meet me and Randalls mom was on her way to take the kids. So I went down there and waited and after four attempts at drawing her blood and the setup for a&lt;br /&gt; spinal tap they got blood and urine......feeeeeuw! They tested both and found that she had a kidney infection, it was not ever a UTI, yep kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;This situation led to a year and a half of tests and caths and lots of&lt;br /&gt;drugs, everyday in fact she would take antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;Well on May 29, 2007 Reese went in for surgery and had a billaderal uriter re implantation. I don't think there is anything that can prepare you for the way it feels to have your baby taken from your arms, and praying that Heavenly Father knows that you could not handle it if something were to happen to her. I t is a very eery feeling and you feel as though you are watching yourself go through this. This was scary, and so hard to see your precious angel baby this way. I was six and a half months pregnant with Quincy, number five, And it was my birthday the next day! We stayed for three nights and brought her home, safe but cranky with a scar that looks like she had a c-section. She was still on antibiotics until November 17, 2007.......Yeah!!!!! So now we move on and hope there are no more issues! All in all I am glad that my sweet Reese is still here and now healthy and normal.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Soooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8364350032281598530?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8364350032281598530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8364350032281598530' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8364350032281598530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8364350032281598530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/01/forgot-to-mentionantabiotic-free.html' title='Forgot to mention........Antabiotic FREE!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4qX6sClX7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X91IceoK-jQ/s72-c/momandreese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-999147143190844843</id><published>2008-01-10T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:02:27.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-OsClX2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/4eID6TPQt5Y/s1600-h/chaseabdsantaedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-OsClX2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/4eID6TPQt5Y/s400/chaseabdsantaedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154015983121555298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh yes Santa Clause showed up at my mom and dads! How lucky were we! Chase and Rhett were a little skeptical at first but then they tugged on the beard and pulled the hair and finally figured out, that yea it really was SANTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-O8ClX3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/kO0n6KAf-BI/s1600-h/kaliandsanta03edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-O8ClX3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/kO0n6KAf-BI/s400/kaliandsanta03edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154015987416522610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kali Ray! Yep she of course really liked him! Any Male for that matter he is her newest and best friend! Can we all say SCARY! I love the kid for the same reason she drives me nuts, She has NO FEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-PcClX4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/WXWAi5aelY4/s1600-h/quincyandsantaedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-PcClX4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/WXWAi5aelY4/s400/quincyandsantaedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154015996006457218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh you think she is trying to, oh I don't know, LATCH ON! Yeah cause she was! As soon as he took her she cozied in and instantly thought food was on its way! You would not know it cause the kid is so dang small be she really does like food, A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-PsClX5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/kiVlDNpeCvE/s1600-h/reeseandsantaedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-PsClX5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/kiVlDNpeCvE/s400/reeseandsantaedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154016000301424530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea she too was a little scared at first and wouldn't smile, and really never really warmed up to the beard and fuzzy pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-RMClX6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tysBoTXyzsU/s1600-h/rhettandsantaedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-RMClX6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tysBoTXyzsU/s400/rhettandsantaedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154016026071228322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Rhett! Love him and love that he questions EVERYTHING! Oh yeah if you tell him something new, he already knows. He new it was SANTA and new he didn't smile, oh yea he already knows whatever you are telling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-999147143190844843?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/999147143190844843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=999147143190844843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/999147143190844843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/999147143190844843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/01/santa-baby.html' title='Santa BABY!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R4a-OsClX2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/4eID6TPQt5Y/s72-c/chaseabdsantaedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5534232665396570507</id><published>2008-01-01T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:56:42.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOOOO Dang Busy!</title><content type='html'>Well It has been way to long and I cannot even tell ya where the time has gone! Xmas has already passed and it is new years! CRAZY! Well thought that I would share some of our pics&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj08ClXuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/45Xkk1Gajr4/s1600-h/379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj08ClXuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/45Xkk1Gajr4/s320/379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150749991205428962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my little bald Q! She pretty much missed all the action and slept right through it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj1MClXvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YruSpmq8L9k/s1600-h/388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj1MClXvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YruSpmq8L9k/s320/388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150749995500396274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again more crazy outfits! I am not sure where the style comes from cause she has cute clothes and would rather wear oh I don't know......CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj1sClXwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eM_ABUzRR0g/s1600-h/409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj1sClXwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/eM_ABUzRR0g/s320/409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150750004090330882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5534232665396570507?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5534232665396570507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5534232665396570507' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5534232665396570507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5534232665396570507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2008/01/soooooo-dang-busy.html' title='SOOOOOO Dang Busy!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R3sj08ClXuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/45Xkk1Gajr4/s72-c/379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-1154449813914131677</id><published>2007-12-03T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:58:45.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Boutique That Is A Must See!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R1SXlzMi8DI/AAAAAAAAAHg/xEiJL50ikeo/s1600-R/flyerforshannonandtiff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R1SXlzMi8DI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QSpcVf4Yry8/s320/flyerforshannonandtiff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139899750390362162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oaky how fun is this! These are two of my good friends who both have beautiful homes so you know that this will be great! They both have such great taste and both really know how to decorate! So come and see all the marvelous things that Shabby Castle has to offer you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-1154449813914131677?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1154449813914131677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=1154449813914131677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1154449813914131677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1154449813914131677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/12/great-boutique-that-is-must-see.html' title='A Great Boutique That Is A Must See!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/R1SXlzMi8DI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QSpcVf4Yry8/s72-c/flyerforshannonandtiff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-7944662227258414569</id><published>2007-11-19T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:51:17.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT MEMORIES!! Seriosly.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories, Memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is a great one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So this last pregnancy I went in to see Dr. Seal at his office and he had waited until my 13 week checkup because I had miscarried so much, this was safer. Anyhoo in his office they have these neat gowns instead of the great paper ones. They are Mauve, and have REALLY tight Velcro down the front. So I don't know anyone that is cozy waiting for the dr to come in knowing that yea you are stark NAKED under the gown. I am now a real modest person but even I get on edge. So my Dr is slightly serious so when I see him I always break the ice first, in this instance this was the conversation.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me "well hi, do you like my dress?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dr "lovely isn't it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me "if you would like I could tell you where to get one for your wife."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dr "chuckle,chuckle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he come around the front of me listening to my chest and heart, then scoots right in front of me as says "alright Emily open up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I then proceed to RIP open the front of my gown, so oh yea they are lookin right at him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. "oh no sweetheart I need to see your throat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So needless to say a very neatly grab both sides of the gown and closed it ever so tightly and tried to change the subject without laughing at myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7944662227258414569?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7944662227258414569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7944662227258414569' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7944662227258414569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7944662227258414569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/11/great-memories-seriosly.html' title='GREAT MEMORIES!! Seriosly.....'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6176828855190981484</id><published>2007-11-10T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:29:04.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy HANNA MONTANNA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlZ_V4IHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vi8BeGih_tA/s1600-h/P1000732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlZ_V4IHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vi8BeGih_tA/s320/P1000732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131259585121230962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you say the best seats ever?! Our RAD uncle,well my husbands twin, called last night, yea the night of, and got us front row seats! We thought they were good but come on the front row! Rex you ROCK! And Kali knows you do too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlafV4III/AAAAAAAAAHI/SSsPG_ZOBWs/s1600-h/P1000728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlafV4III/AAAAAAAAAHI/SSsPG_ZOBWs/s320/P1000728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131259593711165570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yep these were the seats!Here I am with little mama. See that black&lt;br /&gt;to my back? You guessed it that is the stage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlavV4IJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UAWlSNihE-4/s1600-h/P1000707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlavV4IJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UAWlSNihE-4/s320/P1000707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131259598006132882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are all so dang excited! I think I may have been more than Kali and Syd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlbfV4IKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q06eedEjslY/s1600-h/P1000756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlbfV4IKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q06eedEjslY/s320/P1000756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131259610891034786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;One more shot of the beautiful teenage concert queen! Can you seriously imagine being her how hectic life is already and on top of it being the biggest teen super star ever! So just when you thought that this was not exciting enough I have more!&lt;br /&gt;So the second to last song came on and Kali and Tatum and Syd had a necklace that we had made for Miley and the whole concert they tried and tried to give it to her. Finally we got frustrated and tossed it on stage. Oh yea she saw it and made a surprised little noise, but I think we noticed cause we saw her pick it up and take to the back at the last song. So we thought the concert was over and we sat down to let the crowd die down a bit and she came back out to sing a song for her "Papa" and she winked and waved at all the little ones that we were with and oh yea you guessed it, gave Kali her guitar pick! She tried to hand it to her and couldn't reach so I tried to get it for her and it fell! Then she pointed to the security guard and told him to get it for her! How cool was that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6176828855190981484?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6176828855190981484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6176828855190981484' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6176828855190981484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6176828855190981484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/11/holy-hanna-montanna.html' title='Holy HANNA MONTANNA!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RzXlZ_V4IHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vi8BeGih_tA/s72-c/P1000732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8782534412761308939</id><published>2007-10-31T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:10:53.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEEEEEEW! Family pictures are so OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ryldt4_dDLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eX4nROw4pxg/s1600-h/familypicsreese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ryldt4_dDLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eX4nROw4pxg/s320/familypicsreese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732693712047282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I guess these all went in backwards but OH WELL! Kristyn Mcbride did these pictures and I think she has a real talent for angles and lighting and the whole dang package! This is Reese and she was actually asking her about the suckers she was going to get out of the pantry when we got home! That is what makes her eyes light u, yep DUM DUM suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduI_dDMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RAli7KKqAM4/s1600-h/familypicskali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduI_dDMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RAli7KKqAM4/s320/familypicskali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732698007014594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kali has two, yea two, imaginary boyfriends and the names are the best part! One of them is named Kawana, don;t know anyone with that name, and the other is Cringe. Seriously can't figure it out but she does talk to both of them on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduI_dDNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rmb6LPx6I-I/s1600-h/familypicschase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduI_dDNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Rmb6LPx6I-I/s320/familypicschase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732698007014610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Chase need I say more! He is so sweet, most of the time anyways he does have moments but they are pretty rare! Kristyn got him to smile when she asked him if Anikan Skywalker has pink hair, and he was like, "What ! NOOO he has long hair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduY_dDOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5QhbzB1nRF8/s1600-h/familypicsrhett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RylduY_dDOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5QhbzB1nRF8/s320/familypicsrhett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732702301981922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the baby blues on this kiddo! He is such a great helper! Love the little weee one and loves to help her as much as he can! He had so much fun while Kristyn was taking his pictures of him and Chase jumping off the walls at Seville. Seriously that is why the Lord knew I needed More girls! So Chase and Rhett could be best buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8782534412761308939?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8782534412761308939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8782534412761308939' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8782534412761308939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8782534412761308939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeeeeew-family-pictures-are-so-over.html' title='FEEEEEEW! Family pictures are so OVER!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ryldt4_dDLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eX4nROw4pxg/s72-c/familypicsreese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-736631433088856231</id><published>2007-10-24T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:35:04.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super GLUE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rx-6ffDEgzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RRqcjAP-EOI/s1600-h/P1000630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rx-6ffDEgzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RRqcjAP-EOI/s320/P1000630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125019951044002610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;SO if ever there was a crazy story to tell about super glue it would be this. I just got home from working out and got into the bath so I could, ya know, start my day early and accomplish something. I got the boys to the bus and got the girls dressed, then I was walking my hubby to the door, in my G'S of course, and he opens the door to find my Neighbor across the street. He looks at me and says you might want to put some clothes on cause Truman, who is this really large (and oh yea he is Kurt Wallins nephew) accident prone little boy who is also 3, is hurt and it looks pretty bad. So I go into the garage in my G's and grab him and put him on the counter to examine the situation. HOLY COW! Talk about a beat up face! He was riding his razor and wrecked but when he did he hit the handle bars, OUCHEE!! So pretty much my morning, at least the first bit, was spend gluing his eyebrow and nose back to normal. Poor T-REX! Well I sent her home with some Motrin and extra glue, just in case! I hopefully will get a picture today so I will post that one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-736631433088856231?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/736631433088856231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=736631433088856231' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/736631433088856231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/736631433088856231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-glue.html' title='Super GLUE!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rx-6ffDEgzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RRqcjAP-EOI/s72-c/P1000630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-1488809143182810884</id><published>2007-10-22T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:04:41.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a pink bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So today is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Monday. Paige and I were just&lt;br /&gt;talking the other day about how my oldest, who is yes a boy,&lt;br /&gt;used to want a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PINK &lt;/span&gt;bike. He has no memory now that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, yes&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was in fact his favorite color. I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really&lt;br /&gt;worried for a while but probably not as&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; worried&lt;/span&gt; as Randall was.&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling him that he would grow out of it but &lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;secretly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was&lt;br /&gt;actually worried he spent too much time with mom.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, he will love me for this later, &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-1488809143182810884?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1488809143182810884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=1488809143182810884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1488809143182810884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1488809143182810884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-pink-bike.html' title='I want a pink bike!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-7102921877078335012</id><published>2007-10-19T16:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:51:56.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Finally smile, Contiously!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rxk5BfDEgyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6kbCYI56dHs/s1600-h/quincysmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rxk5BfDEgyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6kbCYI56dHs/s320/quincysmiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188748787680034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Kind Of a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goofy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;picture, but she finally figured out that there&lt;br /&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; beyond the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blur!&lt;/span&gt;It is so fun to see her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;changing&lt;/span&gt; like she is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7102921877078335012?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7102921877078335012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7102921877078335012' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7102921877078335012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7102921877078335012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-finally-smile-contiously.html' title='We Finally smile, Contiously!!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rxk5BfDEgyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6kbCYI56dHs/s72-c/quincysmiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5629114778839415176</id><published>2007-10-18T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:57:46.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quincy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxfifPDEgwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8HonZeNyOJY/s1600-h/RhonnaFarrer_2ps_ParisianDesignSwirledStrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxfifPDEgwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8HonZeNyOJY/s320/RhonnaFarrer_2ps_ParisianDesignSwirledStrip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122812127400461058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here it is!! Finally I figured it out and am posting&lt;br /&gt;what will soon be mailed out. I have to say that I&lt;br /&gt;am so grateful that we decided to have one more&lt;br /&gt;sweet baby. Quincy has been such a joy to me and&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that through all the "issues" she&lt;br /&gt;made it hear safe and healthy! I was talking&lt;br /&gt;to my sister today, who is prego with number 6&lt;br /&gt;and she is having some problems and I am reminded&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes you have to listen to protect&lt;br /&gt;you and your baby. When I was in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;for the eight days before having my angel baby&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking that all these doctors were&lt;br /&gt;just over reacting to keep me there, but after&lt;br /&gt;we had her my doctor found the tear in the placenta&lt;br /&gt;that had caused all the bleeding. I am glad that they&lt;br /&gt;did not send me home only because I cannot sit still.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what would have happened. All I know&lt;br /&gt;is I am grateful it turned out so good.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Quincy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5629114778839415176?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5629114778839415176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5629114778839415176' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5629114778839415176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5629114778839415176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/quincy.html' title='Quincy'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxfifPDEgwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8HonZeNyOJY/s72-c/RhonnaFarrer_2ps_ParisianDesignSwirledStrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2390348497416352072</id><published>2007-10-16T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T15:48:00.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Purple Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxU-O_DEguI/AAAAAAAAAF0/p2nQXjjxkvc/s1600-h/P1000618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxU-O_DEguI/AAAAAAAAAF0/p2nQXjjxkvc/s320/P1000618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122068578367210210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yes it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; my little princess, and I have thrush. I am not a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;, at all! I have tried everything to get rid of it and keep it gone I cannot seem to shake the issue. I took this picture because she has no idea what so ever that she has a purple face, and that she has a surprised look on her face. When we are putting the gentian violet on my boys always come in and say, "Good morning princess purple face". This is one part of nursing that you think you want to forget until you realize it is the last time and you might as well take a picture and save it cause, I will forget what this was like. I do know that I will not miss the soar NIPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2390348497416352072?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2390348497416352072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2390348497416352072' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2390348497416352072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2390348497416352072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/princess-purple-face.html' title='Princess Purple Face'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RxU-O_DEguI/AAAAAAAAAF0/p2nQXjjxkvc/s72-c/P1000618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-9010973564224460370</id><published>2007-10-08T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:57:35.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin on the Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQpvDEgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a7i9wisvJ98/s1600-h/P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQpvDEgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a7i9wisvJ98/s320/P1000625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119133341882548914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here is Kali snuggling with Quincy every&lt;br /&gt;chance she gets she is all up in her business.&lt;br /&gt; This was a good opportunity to let her&lt;br /&gt;hold her with permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQp_DEgsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3FEmL9Wtrq4/s1600-h/P1000623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQp_DEgsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3FEmL9Wtrq4/s320/P1000623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119133346177516226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This Is my Peanut and Quincy. He was so&lt;br /&gt;proud and wanted to hold her but only&lt;br /&gt;for a few seconds. He holds her long enough&lt;br /&gt;to kiss her and then gives her right back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQqfDEgtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xEOEl5OTi28/s1600-h/P1000620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQqfDEgtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xEOEl5OTi28/s320/P1000620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119133354767450834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhett loves to hold Quincy and snuggle her.&lt;br /&gt; She eats that up cause she loves to be held.&lt;br /&gt;He will sit and hold her until I end up taking&lt;br /&gt;her away, Such a good big brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-9010973564224460370?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/9010973564224460370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=9010973564224460370' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9010973564224460370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9010973564224460370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/lovin-on-lover.html' title='Lovin on the Lover'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwrQpvDEgrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/a7i9wisvJ98/s72-c/P1000625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2082010749067347538</id><published>2007-10-07T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T17:36:53.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four, FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl7LvDEglI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mOwg_5EidnM/s1600-h/P1000516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl7LvDEglI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mOwg_5EidnM/s320/P1000516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118757893021401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl7L_DEgmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ojYWlH_D4LA/s1600-h/P1000542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl7L_DEgmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ojYWlH_D4LA/s320/P1000542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118757897316368994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl49_DEgjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5Lrs_Gngzus/s1600-h/P1000522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl49_DEgjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5Lrs_Gngzus/s320/P1000522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118755457774944818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some pics from last weeks birthday party for Kali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She just turned four, I thought that she would wake up in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the morning ans automatically be really sweet and without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;temper tantrums. I was mistaken, seriously mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had a blast at Glitter box, the hair, the polished nails,&lt;br /&gt;the dress up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all of if it was fun! I think it was fun to see her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowing that everyone was there just for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2082010749067347538?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2082010749067347538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2082010749067347538' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2082010749067347538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2082010749067347538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/four-finally.html' title='Four, FINALLY!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rwl7LvDEglI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mOwg_5EidnM/s72-c/P1000516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-9103005080865478603</id><published>2007-10-05T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T15:58:15.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STANKY FARTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwgS-_DEgiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Bub91fu9gi4/s1600-h/quincyedited05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwgS-_DEgiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Bub91fu9gi4/s320/quincyedited05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118361849792070178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So I just need to say that I have three older brothers an they all have super bad gas. The only person I know, well half a person, is my little Quincy. Yep you are reading this right. This kid only poops every five days, at least, and when she farts you think you are going to pass out! I asked the pediatrician and he said she stinks so bad because of her lack of number 2's, if you will. It is to the point that when we are in elevators or at dinner I feel like I need to  excuse her! anyhoo STANKY FARTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-9103005080865478603?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/9103005080865478603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=9103005080865478603' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9103005080865478603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9103005080865478603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/stanky-farts.html' title='STANKY FARTS!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwgS-_DEgiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Bub91fu9gi4/s72-c/quincyedited05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4885319907001000322</id><published>2007-10-02T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:20:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes it is important</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwKmfvDEgZI/AAAAAAAAADU/07fIarAs1i0/s1600-h/P1000615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwKmfvDEgZI/AAAAAAAAADU/07fIarAs1i0/s320/P1000615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116835190781804946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;In case anyone was wondering yes these 5 ponies, yes five, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;were worth the gigantic fit that Reese threw on the floor for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;We walked around for about twenty minutes with the GETTO ponies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and then decided well they just were not what she thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;they would be. Don't be so jealous of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;greatness of these 5 ponies! And yes to her it was worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My frustration over the fit she was having&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwKmgPDEgaI/AAAAAAAAADc/b8y7KQD2WXc/s1600-h/P1000616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwKmgPDEgaI/AAAAAAAAADc/b8y7KQD2WXc/s320/P1000616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116835199371739554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4885319907001000322?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4885319907001000322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4885319907001000322' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4885319907001000322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4885319907001000322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-it-is-important.html' title='Yes it is important'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RwKmfvDEgZI/AAAAAAAAADU/07fIarAs1i0/s72-c/P1000615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6246426286022960619</id><published>2007-09-27T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:01:28.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it IS worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you know those days when you have a bunch&lt;br /&gt;of crap to get done so you let your kids and a&lt;br /&gt;friend go to town with, well I will let you see..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBwfDEgYI/AAAAAAAAADM/OBTPjs6e2oE/s1600-h/P1000480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBwfDEgYI/AAAAAAAAADM/OBTPjs6e2oE/s320/P1000480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115035578009944450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I knew that these three hoodlums were being quite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice to me so that is when I discovered all the wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;body paint, really it is lip gloss and what not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBh_DEgXI/AAAAAAAAADE/xOSQ4FRYj1I/s1600-h/P1000481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBh_DEgXI/AAAAAAAAADE/xOSQ4FRYj1I/s320/P1000481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115035328901841266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brynlee, one of my girlfriend was running a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;few errands so I kept this little poser. She saw the camera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and she became as instant model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBQfDEgWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bcJh0ZYPL-E/s1600-h/P1000486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBQfDEgWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/bcJh0ZYPL-E/s320/P1000486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115035028254130530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yeah and "here Brynlee you put it on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your boobies too!"says Kali, "no Kali you do this" as&lt;br /&gt;she proceeds to put the gloss all over her body&lt;br /&gt;like it is lotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxA_PDEgVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BOGRPFi1VzY/s1600-h/P1000488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxA_PDEgVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BOGRPFi1VzY/s320/P1000488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115034731901387090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxAlvDEgUI/AAAAAAAAACs/GHZieAPb0lo/s1600-h/P1000490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxAlvDEgUI/AAAAAAAAACs/GHZieAPb0lo/s320/P1000490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115034293814722882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally we have a bath! Yea so tomorrow they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will look like beaten children cause have you ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried to take red lip gloss off? You probably need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; goo gone or something, you are welcome for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;letting me watch your child Shannon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6246426286022960619?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6246426286022960619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6246426286022960619' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6246426286022960619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6246426286022960619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-it-is-worth-it.html' title='Sometimes it IS worth it!'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvxBwfDEgYI/AAAAAAAAADM/OBTPjs6e2oE/s72-c/P1000480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-3230949633542200149</id><published>2007-09-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:05:43.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My friend Lindsay had this great idea for any&lt;br /&gt;random memory for Mondays. I have had a few that I thought were funny, but here is one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I remember as a kid we used to live on Gilbert road and Adobe and we lived across from this, at the time, HUGE retention basin. During monsoon season we would go "swimming" in this Nasty-A water. When my mom would come home from work she would be so grossed out and tell us all that we were going to get worms! Why is it when you are 8 and you have 3 older brothers and 1 sister,who happened to always be on there side, you end up doing all the Nasty-A things that they do, but YOU are always the gross kid, not them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-3230949633542200149?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/3230949633542200149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=3230949633542200149' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3230949633542200149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/3230949633542200149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/memory-monday.html' title='Memory Monday'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8821546730757419737</id><published>2007-09-20T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:18:11.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvNTM_DEgQI/AAAAAAAAACM/JpWNhCCYVS8/s1600-h/meandquincy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvNTM_DEgQI/AAAAAAAAACM/JpWNhCCYVS8/s320/meandquincy01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112521484543492354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Holy crap!! I just got these proofs back from&lt;br /&gt;Kristyn McBride and I love them! My little princess&lt;br /&gt;looks so cute! I just had to show her off and brag for a bit!&lt;br /&gt;I think she did an Awesome job on these pictures&lt;br /&gt;and this is just one of the  cute ones there  were&lt;br /&gt;even more but I don't know which one to use for her&lt;br /&gt;announcement so that is why this is the only&lt;br /&gt;one I am putting on here for now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8821546730757419737?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8821546730757419737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8821546730757419737' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8821546730757419737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8821546730757419737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/holy-crap-i-just-got-these-proofs-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RvNTM_DEgQI/AAAAAAAAACM/JpWNhCCYVS8/s72-c/meandquincy01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6891309377544995901</id><published>2007-09-18T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:15:55.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Holy crap! I did somethimg real great,&lt;br /&gt;for me it was, today! I did a spin class&lt;br /&gt;with my go-to girl! Wowwyeeee! She was&lt;br /&gt;rockin on the cycle and I was excited I woke up at 4:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;just to go. I had to tell someone so hopefully&lt;br /&gt;it is a all around new habit, again!I guess I forgot&lt;br /&gt;how nice and crappy it is all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;to not be able to sit on the toilet. Yep I am&lt;br /&gt;excited so hopefully those jeans in&lt;br /&gt;the top of my closet will one day fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6891309377544995901?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6891309377544995901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6891309377544995901' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6891309377544995901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6891309377544995901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/holy-crap-i-did-somethimg-real-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5904086754749333001</id><published>2007-09-14T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:44:20.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shannon Please don't tel lGuy!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq3wicFuWI/AAAAAAAAACE/wh8jnwldVEg/s1600-h/P1000451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq3wicFuWI/AAAAAAAAACE/wh8jnwldVEg/s320/P1000451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110098771711474018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Shannon and I were feeling awfully crafty these last few days and decide to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Decoupage&lt;/span&gt; some frames for her home. We were on day two of this project and thought we had gotten smart and locked all of the doors around the house except for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;theater&lt;/span&gt; room so they could watch a movie and play with the toys out in the family room, or nothing at all. The boys had come home from school and needed to grab something and so Rhett unlocked the door and forgot to re-lock it. We are talking thinking we are smarter than them, of course, then we realized that Kali had red marker all over her body. I ran into the boys room and found RED sharpie all over the boys room. I was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; it was on the moulding around the door, the knob, the light switches, the window seat, the walls, and oh yes the bathroom counter!! Needless to say she got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tabasco&lt;/span&gt;! Well then she rats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;herself&lt;/span&gt; out by saying "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shannon&lt;/span&gt; please told tell Guy that I colored on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Brynlee&lt;/span&gt;", Yea she also was colored on. How do I know it was Kali too, Well it was on the back of her neck, and on the back of her legs. I am telling you what she is a piece of work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5904086754749333001?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5904086754749333001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5904086754749333001' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5904086754749333001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5904086754749333001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/shannon-please-dont-tel-lguy.html' title='&quot;Shannon Please don&apos;t tel lGuy!&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq3wicFuWI/AAAAAAAAACE/wh8jnwldVEg/s72-c/P1000451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-2371102792820514914</id><published>2007-09-14T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:29:51.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifegaurd Ayone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq1ZycFuVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fw9vn7fHn0Y/s1600-h/sydatpartyedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq1ZycFuVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fw9vn7fHn0Y/s320/sydatpartyedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110096181846194514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    So on wedsday night we went over to Paiges for Landons Birthday to "Swim". This is all funny because none of the adults were swimming and we were all watching. Of course we got to talking and next thing you know I am watching Bridget, who is holding my new baby, say "Someone grab Sydney" I look over and see her giving up on her reaching the edge that she was swimming too. Before I could climb around to pull her out she started to sink with those scary I need help eyes. So what was the next thing to do...........jump in fully clothed with shoes on and everything.  Yea I love this kid! This kind of craziness reminds you how much you love these little midgets and all the cuteness too!  I love you Syd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-2371102792820514914?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/2371102792820514914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=2371102792820514914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2371102792820514914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/2371102792820514914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/lifegaurd-ayone.html' title='Lifegaurd Ayone?'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Ruq1ZycFuVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fw9vn7fHn0Y/s72-c/sydatpartyedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-7720640149990036635</id><published>2007-09-14T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:17:11.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Hug"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So yesterday my boys came in from the bus after&lt;br /&gt;school and we were talking in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;and I asked them how school was.&lt;br /&gt;Chase said" it wasn't a good day" I asked why and he said&lt;br /&gt;" I just didn't like today, it just wasn' a good day". I asked Rhett and the&lt;br /&gt;first thing he said was " I was fine but Everytime I see&lt;br /&gt;Chase I can't even give him a hug. I see him in the hall and&lt;br /&gt;his teacher takes them in there class too fast. I really wanted&lt;br /&gt;to give him a hug and i couldn't." This is all coming from the&lt;br /&gt;oldest member and he is not my sensative one so I thought&lt;br /&gt;I for sure needed to write this one down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-7720640149990036635?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/7720640149990036635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=7720640149990036635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7720640149990036635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/7720640149990036635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/hug.html' title='&quot;A Hug&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-4893232786957829510</id><published>2007-09-14T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T09:09:55.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Yucky ..........Poops!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    If any of you have ever been around my fourth member &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; my circus, Reese, you would know that she has a lisp and speaks in Syllables. So if your name is Shannon she would say " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;". For some reason she always picks that last few letters just to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;assure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; us that yes she does speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;. There are  a few words that are easy and one syllable so she can use the entire word.          Well Shannon and I had taken 10, yes that is right 10, crazy kids to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-a and when I say they were all on the "CRAP LIST" I mean all! I was nursing my baby in the booth and watching Reese through the glass. She climbed up to the bubble that was up to the glass and with her face and hands pressed against it started saying......."YUCKY .........POOPS, MOMMY". i was watching to see if she had stopped but no the child was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;repetitively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; saying the same thing for a good five minutes. The best part was she was not the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; one either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-4893232786957829510?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/4893232786957829510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=4893232786957829510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4893232786957829510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/4893232786957829510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/yucky-poops.html' title='&quot;Yucky ..........Poops!&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-8893277442544332814</id><published>2007-09-11T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T15:11:12.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RucRHGsHSvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qGqig8t9FLM/s1600-h/chaseatdisneylandedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RucRHGsHSvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qGqig8t9FLM/s320/chaseatdisneylandedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109071116027513586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my peanut. He is probably one of the sweetest kids ever!&lt;br /&gt;                    Everyday he tells me how much he likes my earings, my shirt,&lt;br /&gt;my bracelet, oh yea and he tells me I am the most beautiful mom ever!&lt;br /&gt;He used to go to school with his cousin Tatum and everyday&lt;br /&gt;he would tell her that she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't all of our kids think that we are beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Or even better "the best mom ever!"&lt;br /&gt;I love this kid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-8893277442544332814?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/8893277442544332814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=8893277442544332814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8893277442544332814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/8893277442544332814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-my-peanut.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RucRHGsHSvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qGqig8t9FLM/s72-c/chaseatdisneylandedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-6702819342334279676</id><published>2007-09-11T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:30:37.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rub4P2sHSuI/AAAAAAAAABs/IBnMhzcqb8Y/s1600-h/Rhettatparkedited01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rub4P2sHSuI/AAAAAAAAABs/IBnMhzcqb8Y/s320/Rhettatparkedited01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109043778560674530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay funny story.....This is the oldest in our "CIRCUS", you wonder why we are the "CIRCUS", well this may help......a little. We had gone over to Shannon and Guys house last Sundsay and our kids were nuts, too say the least. By the time I got everyone rounded up and ready to go our boys did not want to put their shoes on. So we are all walking outside and I am hearding up the rear and Randall is heading up the front crew, pretty much I am observing the Chaos from a samll distance, and I hear Randall say " okay boys don't walk on the black asphault because it is hot" and that is when the older member says, to the second member, "Yea Chase dont walk on the black ass--le because it is hot", clearly had no idea what he was saying. This is all funny to me because the notty words that I do say, and you can't tell me you dont have at least one favorate, never get repeated!! The ones that they don't hear, yea i get to act like I dont know what it is either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-6702819342334279676?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/6702819342334279676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=6702819342334279676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6702819342334279676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/6702819342334279676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-funny-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/Rub4P2sHSuI/AAAAAAAAABs/IBnMhzcqb8Y/s72-c/Rhettatparkedited01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-779263951841378785</id><published>2007-09-09T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:26:05.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuSqImsHSqI/AAAAAAAAABM/bGZJtHCkJW4/s1600-h/kaliandreesescrapbooked01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuSqImsHSqI/AAAAAAAAABM/bGZJtHCkJW4/s320/kaliandreesescrapbooked01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108394942146235042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is my first attempt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to  digital scrapbook and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;put it online! I am so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;excited I figured it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-779263951841378785?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/779263951841378785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=779263951841378785' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/779263951841378785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/779263951841378785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-my-first-attempt-to-digital.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuSqImsHSqI/AAAAAAAAABM/bGZJtHCkJW4/s72-c/kaliandreesescrapbooked01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-331794263970722768</id><published>2007-09-08T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T16:18:44.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMrlmsHSnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3gu-pFeAYpg/s1600-h/momandpaigeinvegasedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMrlmsHSnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3gu-pFeAYpg/s320/momandpaigeinvegasedited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107974327409003122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMrmGsHSoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nCObjt--gpc/s1600-h/paigeandeminlaguna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMrmGsHSoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nCObjt--gpc/s320/paigeandeminlaguna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107974335998937730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Here we are in Vegas with a bunch of couples last year. We had tons of fun with our hubbys and friends. My favoite memory was going to the spa with all the wives and wanting to get into the hot tub, that is the size of three of my pools,  and seeing all these ladies  naked with  harry.....ya you know!! We were ruined on that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Then we went to Newport this year it was my last vacation before i had Quincy. That was so fun too! I think one of the things I remember the most is that when we got there we saw a Flemings restraunt and I have always wanted to go. The last night we were there we went right before our flight home and we had the best steak ever!! The best food reallly!! Not twenty minutes into our flight I was feeling really gross and decided to go pea, thought that night help. As soon as I got into the bathroom I barfed my entire expensive and yummy food all over the place!! I as so sad cause it was so good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-331794263970722768?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/331794263970722768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=331794263970722768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/331794263970722768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/331794263970722768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-we-are-in-vegas-with-bunch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMrlmsHSnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3gu-pFeAYpg/s72-c/momandpaigeinvegasedited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-9038458567711593466</id><published>2007-09-08T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T16:05:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMoSWsHSmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j7WX7gt3_SM/s1600-h/P1000166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMoSWsHSmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j7WX7gt3_SM/s320/P1000166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107970698161637986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;This is my main partner in crime! We married identicle twins who also share a business together so we are together alot!  Antime I want to do something crazy like fly somewhere I talk to Paige and we book tickets and goof off and have fun no matter what! We have even been on a plain with a bomb threat before!!  Even in crazy times we always find a way to have fun. You can say she is my go-to girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-9038458567711593466?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/9038458567711593466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=9038458567711593466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9038458567711593466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/9038458567711593466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-my-main-partner-in-crime-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuMoSWsHSmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/j7WX7gt3_SM/s72-c/P1000166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-1590468757952060914</id><published>2007-09-07T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:11:36.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PRINCESSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuH17GsHSlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JlgwZG9ol8A/s1600-h/Kaliandreese01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107633848171579986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuH17GsHSlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JlgwZG9ol8A/s320/Kaliandreese01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are two of my PRINCESSES!! These two are quite the pair. Kali is the older of the two and really good at dragging her around and getting her to do pretty much whatever she wants her to. They have a blast together until Reese gets hurt, which is actually really often! She is always full of energy and bruises!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-1590468757952060914?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/1590468757952060914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=1590468757952060914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1590468757952060914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/1590468757952060914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/princesses.html' title='THE PRINCESSES'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuH17GsHSlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JlgwZG9ol8A/s72-c/Kaliandreese01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652150535647532431.post-5368938862346524986</id><published>2007-09-06T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:37:41.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our newest member of "the circus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuCcdmsHSjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7G5PqPLLH3Q/s1600-h/quimcyedited06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuCcdmsHSjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7G5PqPLLH3Q/s320/quimcyedited06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107254009853856306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is Quincy Janelle Webb whom&lt;br /&gt;decided to join us on August 18, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;This one was quite the "JOY RIDE".&lt;br /&gt;But we are so excited to have her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652150535647532431-5368938862346524986?l=emilyscircus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/feeds/5368938862346524986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1652150535647532431&amp;postID=5368938862346524986' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5368938862346524986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652150535647532431/posts/default/5368938862346524986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyscircus.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-newest-member-of-circus.html' title='Our newest member of &quot;the circus&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759314433909302861</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/_eZFUDBMPwWs/RuCcdmsHSjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7G5PqPLLH3Q/s72-c/quimcyedited06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
