<?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-7272435153975324172</id><updated>2012-03-06T14:07:28.612-06:00</updated><category term='Levi'/><category term='peyton'/><category term='noah'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Ten on Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Peyton's Pages</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>457</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7471692642106122662</id><published>2012-01-31T19:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T19:59:41.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love life, but I am glad January is over. It is my least favorite month. It always seems to last the longest too. Once we're in February I feel like spring is just around the corner. Though this year I will be waiting for warmer temps longer than I had to wait in Alabama. Like every year, I am trying to take a picture a day. I always fall of the wagon pretty early on, so we'll see what happens in 2012. Even in this first month I didn't take a picture every day. Some of these are out of order, and a couple are on the same day. What are you gonna do? I could promise myself that I'll do better from now on, but I'm just not sure if that is a promise I can keep. So anyway, here are 31 pictures from January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can click on the storyboard to see it bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs2PjCij-lY/TyibQBnQrHI/AAAAAAAAB6c/RE42hC7a7rw/s1600/jan1-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs2PjCij-lY/TyibQBnQrHI/AAAAAAAAB6c/RE42hC7a7rw/s400/jan1-6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FvKg9h2EgU/TyibSIBhMQI/AAAAAAAAB6k/8ET2XMTDnDQ/s1600/jan7-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="381" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FvKg9h2EgU/TyibSIBhMQI/AAAAAAAAB6k/8ET2XMTDnDQ/s400/jan7-12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="381" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CT7iTSNWCZM/TyibVjiJ-4I/AAAAAAAAB60/lsvEIcNCdx0/s400/jan19-24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rCi1-x5CTs/TyibkOuuTuI/AAAAAAAAB7E/7eChP_8XkcE/s1600/IMG_2976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rCi1-x5CTs/TyibkOuuTuI/AAAAAAAAB7E/7eChP_8XkcE/s400/IMG_2976.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7471692642106122662?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7471692642106122662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7471692642106122662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7471692642106122662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7471692642106122662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2012/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs2PjCij-lY/TyibQBnQrHI/AAAAAAAAB6c/RE42hC7a7rw/s72-c/jan1-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4256392355425896570</id><published>2012-01-26T14:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:41:25.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tired to get a video of Noah "jumping", he tried a couple of times but was more interested in spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/35702094?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/35702094"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5412263"&gt;Kim Sayre&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4256392355425896570?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4256392355425896570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4256392355425896570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4256392355425896570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4256392355425896570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2012/01/untitled-from-kim-sayre-on-vimeo.html' title=''/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7398695617060698421</id><published>2012-01-20T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T12:42:37.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outside and Kids' Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, Holly, I don't have the entire house. I did take some pictures of Peyton's and Noah's room, and the outside of the house though. I'll add some more as we get settled in. I just feel like there is nothing to take pictures of in the house. Its pretty plain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went back and forth on wether or not to post the front of our house especially with our car in front of it. Cory laughed at me for blocking out our address and license plate number.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676098019&amp;amp;k=Cd9DdB6&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Cd9DdB6/0/M/i-Cd9DdB6-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have big plans for the backyard. Its going to be a big job. I'm not even sure how we are going to get rid of all those weeds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676099302&amp;amp;k=vckRVK8&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-vckRVK8/0/M/i-vckRVK8-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676100765&amp;amp;k=xzmLZC4&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-xzmLZC4/0/M/i-xzmLZC4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to plant a garden in this area.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676099547&amp;amp;k=FVTfCx2&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-FVTfCx2/0/M/i-FVTfCx2-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah's side of the room. His crib is still at my parents' house. He is actually sleeping better in his pnp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676101416&amp;amp;k=psXptJ5&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-psXptJ5/0/M/i-psXptJ5-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton's side of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1676101593&amp;amp;k=vFJLss4&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-vFJLss4/0/M/i-vFJLss4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't those painting above their beds super cute!? My SIL painted them, and gave them to the kids for Christmas. I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7398695617060698421?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7398695617060698421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7398695617060698421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7398695617060698421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7398695617060698421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2012/01/outside-and-kids-room.html' title='The Outside and Kids&apos; Room'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3827008397447771752</id><published>2012-01-13T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T18:37:32.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton when she was Noah's age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZPN5ybTFLo/TxDOHc8UPdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OBKb-cEZEvI/s1600/IMG_5818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZPN5ybTFLo/TxDOHc8UPdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OBKb-cEZEvI/s400/IMG_5818.jpg" width="266" /&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/7272435153975324172-3827008397447771752?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3827008397447771752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3827008397447771752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3827008397447771752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3827008397447771752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2012/01/flashback-friday.html' title='flashback friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZPN5ybTFLo/TxDOHc8UPdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/OBKb-cEZEvI/s72-c/IMG_5818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-811841770575693262</id><published>2012-01-11T10:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:39:37.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in the flurries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just going to do a wordless wednesday, but I thought the pictures needed a disclaimer. While it was cold enough to snow it didn't feel that cold. Not once did the kids say they were cold, but I still didn't let them stay out long. Peyton had just gotten home from dance and that is why she is wearing tights, leg warmers and slippers. :) If we were going outside to play for a long period of time I assure you that they would be dressed warmer. I'd also like to say that they most likely would rip off their hats and shed their coats after running around because the cold here doesn't feel as cold as it does there... assuming you don't live in a dry climate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1668033918&amp;amp;k=zFcJ4Kh&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-zFcJ4Kh/0/S/i-zFcJ4Kh-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1668034208&amp;amp;k=mq4s2Sz&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-mq4s2Sz/0/S/i-mq4s2Sz-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1668032920&amp;amp;k=2LV7RDG&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2LV7RDG/0/M/i-2LV7RDG-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/blog-2012/20987266_kKMCHf#!i=1668033934&amp;amp;k=s2W9tLJ&amp;amp;lb=1&amp;amp;s=A" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-s2W9tLJ/0/M/i-s2W9tLJ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-811841770575693262?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/811841770575693262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=811841770575693262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/811841770575693262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/811841770575693262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2012/01/running-in-flurries.html' title='Running in the flurries'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7547569441732062514</id><published>2012-01-10T17:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:31:20.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. We moved into our new house last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. We got a new car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Peyton moved down to the 2&amp;amp;3 year old class instead of being the only 3 year old in the 3&amp;amp;4 year old class today. Her teacher said she did awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. It snowed today, but didn't stick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I have a handful of goals for this year, but I've decided not to share them unless I accomplish them. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. January usually feels like such a long month, but these past 10 days have flown by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. I have major puppy fever. So bad that I'd even settle for a cat. A cat will never happen though. We can't get a dog until we rid our backyard of goat heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Our backyard is huge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Yesterday I went grocery shopping. Noah wanted apples, and Peyton wanted every sweet treat she saw. I'm sure if Noah had more words he would have asked for more than apples. :) Apple is Noah's newest word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. 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We did!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a copy of our Christmas card, but this is the picture I used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this last month, so no glasses or haircut for Noah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651451410_SnPVzzv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-SnPVzzv/0/M/i-SnPVzzv-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Peyton's dance class was open for parents, family and friends to come watch. It was so much fun watching the girls dance. Peyton is the only 3 year old, and a young one at that, and after watching her in her class I've decided(per recommendation of her teacher) to move her out of the 3&amp;amp;4 year old class down to the 2&amp;amp;3 year old class. She just can't keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha! Look at her arm! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651062493_VBZMwWs-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-VBZMwWs/0/L/i-VBZMwWs-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All dressed up in Christmas attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651067143_f9GcQbj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-f9GcQbj/0/L/i-f9GcQbj-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"skipping"... more like galloping. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651463605_N233JQJ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-N233JQJ/0/L/i-N233JQJ-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning of Christmas Eve I headed to the park to play football with my uncles, aunt and their friends. My mom took some pictures, and made a slideshow. so fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v5BKkNsHWZA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take any pictures on Christmas Eve. Too busy eating, hanging out, opening presents, and playing games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651070158_8dNBMxc-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-8dNBMxc/0/M/i-8dNBMxc-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little guy is going through a big time momma only phase. He wants to be on my hip all day long. That red flannel is my knee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651072368_8Njn2Dn-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-8Njn2Dn/0/M/i-8Njn2Dn-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, Mario gummies! This girl loves her some video games. She gets that from her dad for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651071162_PcxWXgR-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-PcxWXgR/0/M/i-PcxWXgR-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651074018_bwvgRhW-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-bwvgRhW/0/L/i-bwvgRhW-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was her expression for ever gift. She loves everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651077150_7DvwCFM-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7DvwCFM/0/L/i-7DvwCFM-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See. :) All the pictures of her opening presents look like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651077892_Kjmhvs8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Kjmhvs8/0/L/i-Kjmhvs8-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My attempt to get a picture of both of them in front of the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651079657_CmscHk3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-CmscHk3/0/L/i-CmscHk3-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking so smug with one of Peyton's Mario gummies. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651081387_Xt5S4Rp-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Xt5S4Rp/0/L/i-Xt5S4Rp-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peyton and Ty in front of the tree. ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651082799_Q2nVkh5-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Q2nVkh5/0/M/i-Q2nVkh5-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went tubing on Monday. Its actually pretty warm here for Boise, so there isn't any snow. The place that we went actually has manmade snow hills. Peyton was sick. She started out fine in the morning, so we thought she would be good to go, but after 2 runs down the hill she was done! Noah went down once, and it freaked him out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651084104_BSzHRZm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-BSzHRZm/0/M/i-BSzHRZm-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea how my glove hook got stuck in my braid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651084159_2rP6nSz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2rP6nSz/0/M/i-2rP6nSz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noah chilling in the tube... not knowing what's coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651084327_NZDChqh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-NZDChqh/0/M/i-NZDChqh-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I didn't get any pictures of the kids dressed up on Christmas Eve I took them out this afternoon for a little picture fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can't tell, but Noah is sick and crabby right now. He had a blast outside though, and was all smiles. I guess the fresh air did him some good. Inside the house is a whole different story. He is in a "cheese" phase. This is my new favorite picture of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651224358_XMRxmZz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-XMRxmZz/0/M/i-XMRxmZz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handsome boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651231283_38x7JKQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-38x7JKQ/0/L/i-38x7JKQ-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get a good picture of Peyton was quite the challenge. She wanted to show me "her moves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651228100_Mrj6QmT-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Mrj6QmT/0/M/i-Mrj6QmT-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651226507_Dmcs3Vj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Dmcs3Vj/0/M/i-Dmcs3Vj-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651225900_ZLmTm6h-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-ZLmTm6h/0/L/i-ZLmTm6h-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651231486_NMW2fnT-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-NMW2fnT/0/L/i-NMW2fnT-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she decided that she was a tree... here she is looking up lovingly at her mommy tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651228810_MXw9z5L-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MXw9z5L/0/M/i-MXw9z5L-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugs for her mom tree. (what in the world? she is a weirdo. haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651228332_vFTWgLq-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-vFTWgLq/0/M/i-vFTWgLq-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the backyard playing with their powerwheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651230652_4PKF6mG-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4PKF6mG/0/M/i-4PKF6mG-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651223967_ZcNm3zM-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-ZcNm3zM/0/L/i-ZcNm3zM-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1651223639_XHVRXNZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-XHVRXNZ/0/M/i-XHVRXNZ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, let me tell posting all these pictures is work! Maybe someday I'll get to some meaningful words, but tonight, and pretty much all posts, the story just has to be told in pictures because I am spent!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2631675970869285912?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2631675970869285912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2631675970869285912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2631675970869285912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2631675970869285912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/12/wrapping-up-december.html' title='Wrapping Up December'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v5BKkNsHWZA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7506302737671531528</id><published>2011-12-15T12:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:18:18.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Kimmel is at it again.</title><content type='html'>Remember the &lt;a href="http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-candy-eating.html"&gt;Halloween candy prank&lt;/a&gt;? This time Jimmy Kimmel had parents wrap up an early Christmas present. The only rule was that it had to be something they wouldn't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little blond girl is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q4a9CKgLprQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to try it out on Peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33729460?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33729460"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5412263"&gt;Kim Sayre&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7506302737671531528?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7506302737671531528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7506302737671531528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7506302737671531528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7506302737671531528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/12/jimmy-kimmel-is-at-it-again.html' title='Jimmy Kimmel is at it again.'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/q4a9CKgLprQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3579433041540331142</id><published>2011-12-13T17:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:31:24.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. A picture of Peyton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630874900_Mscsk7J-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Mscsk7J/0/M/i-Mscsk7J-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love seeing them ride in the jeep together. They are such good buddies. I hope they are always close. I feel like this is a glimpse into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630876545_d4dbJPV-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-d4dbJPV/0/M/i-d4dbJPV-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Our Elf on the Shelf, Joel. Peyton named him. This is our first year doing the good ol' elf on the shelf. He showed up hanging from our fan Dec. 1st. I thought I would have so much fun with this and setup some awesome scenes for him, but so far I find myself waking up in the middle of the night, and having to run downstairs to plop him in some place new. Peyton looks for him every morning, but doesn't seem to really care all that much about him. We did watch the little movie, and she was so nervous when the little boy was about to touch his elf. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630918783_63nWgZN-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-63nWgZN/0/L/i-63nWgZN-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas cookie making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630918220_bgD9pZ9-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-bgD9pZ9/0/M/i-bgD9pZ9-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A couple weeks ago we went and visited Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630918100_rLzmjt9-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-rLzmjt9/0/L/i-rLzmjt9-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is so Peyton right now. Age 3 has not been the easiest for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630916406_bZ3px5S-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-bZ3px5S/0/M/i-bZ3px5S-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture. Crying babies on santa's lap always make me laugh. He was actually fine after 3 second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630913190_XDhXg47-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-XDhXg47/0/L/i-XDhXg47-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Peyton and I went downtown to watch my cousins sing last Saturday. Hunter got to sing on the mic. I don't know why, but that little girl in the front with the pink jacket made me think of Hillary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630914860_dXVNSrK-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-dXVNSrK/0/L/i-dXVNSrK-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton brought her camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630911244_xSn8vDb-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-xSn8vDb/0/M/i-xSn8vDb-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she got her face painted for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630911192_9gZJbP3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9gZJbP3/0/M/i-9gZJbP3-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The cutest little 4 eyes I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1630911428_7M7RzMZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7M7RzMZ/0/M/i-7M7RzMZ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Its cold. I really do not like the winter. I am already longing for warm days playing outside. Its supposed to snow on Thursday and I'm actually ok with that. I think it will be fun to go sledding and make snowmen. But, I was definitely not made for the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Noah is so crabby, and I don't understand it. He has been fussing all day long today, and throwing fits. &amp;nbsp;And really, he is like that most of the time. What gives? He's not sick. Well, I guess he could be because Peyton just got over a stomach bug. Nothing like waking up to your child crying in the middle of the night and having puke all over herself. &amp;nbsp;But even if Noah is crabby because he is sick, he is crabby even when he is not. Maybe he hates winter, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Special snowflake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3579433041540331142?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3579433041540331142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3579433041540331142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3579433041540331142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3579433041540331142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/12/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-595480734523365905</id><published>2011-12-07T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:34:39.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noah'/><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1621192357_5xSzMCQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-5xSzMCQ/0/M/i-5xSzMCQ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-595480734523365905?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/595480734523365905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=595480734523365905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/595480734523365905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/595480734523365905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7226130856333879330</id><published>2011-11-29T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:01:45.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. November is basically over, and I hardly picked up my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cory's parents, brother, and sister-in-law came for a visit a couple of weeks ago. We had a great time, but I didn't take a single picture! Shame on me. The kids got their Christmas gifts from them, and are now living out a childhood dream of mine... they got a powerwheel! They look so cute in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Noah started walking this month! Yay, Noah! Finally. I'd so much rather have him up on his feet than on his hands and knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Noah also had an optometrist appointment this month, and will be getting glasses soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Hughes spent Thanksgiving with us! Don't get me started on Grace being almost 19, and little Destiny being 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping make candy acorns on Thanksgiving morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608619490_VGLr6tp-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-VGLr6tp/0/M/i-VGLr6tp-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton's job was to unwrap all the hersey kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608960949_653znXZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-653znXZ/0/M/i-653znXZ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make Rice Krispy turkeys. Their "tail feathers" kept falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608647791_3WK7TVx-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-3WK7TVx/0/M/i-3WK7TVx-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Cory, Peyton and I went over to Laiena's dad's for Thanksgiving dinner. Noah was napping so he stayed home with my parents, and the Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608661024_MbqWnmR-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MbqWnmR/0/L/i-MbqWnmR-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the pictures of Peyton in her Thanksgiving outfit look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608619987_QdVrmcs-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-QdVrmcs/0/L/i-QdVrmcs-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My mom, dad, Cory, Destiny, and I went out for black friday shopping on Thursday night. My dad and Cory went to Target around 10pm to stand in line while us girls went to wal-mart to get some umbrellas. Wal-mart was madness. I'm so glad we didn't need anything there. Cory and I scored an awesome deal on a tv, and pots and pans. Whoop! Did I tell you guys how our tv disappeared? We have no idea where it went or when it went missing. We went to get it out of the garage to move to our new house, and it wasn't there. Cory doesn't remember getting it out of the uhual, but he also doesn't remember not getting it out. So who knows... It could have gotten jacked on the cross country trip or out of my parents' garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got a helicopter. ha. I couldnt fly the thing to save my life. I would fly it all the way to the ceiling, it would smash into it, and come crashing down onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608957851_XdKTn7b-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-XdKTn7b/0/M/i-XdKTn7b-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We got our Christmas tree on Sunday! It makes the house smell so good! I haven't had a real tree in forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his cute little baby walking self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608654181_k2wVn2M-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-k2wVn2M/0/M/i-k2wVn2M-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crouched down to take a picture of Peyton, and she did the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608668157_2Ldfz2c-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2Ldfz2c/0/M/i-2Ldfz2c-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1608677422_bzwksC3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-bzwksC3/0/L/i-bzwksC3-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gingerbread making fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1609011403_GG8WD46-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-GG8WD46/0/M/i-GG8WD46-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1609013234_RwX9tMP-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-RwX9tMP/0/M/i-RwX9tMP-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. So, that's basically Novemember. Lots of fun with family. Not very many pictures taken. No new header. A few pounds gained. I am starting the 30 day shred again though, so good luck to me! :) Oh, I took our Christmas card picture too, but I won't be posting that until I send out my cards. Hopefully you will see more posts in December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7226130856333879330?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7226130856333879330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7226130856333879330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7226130856333879330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7226130856333879330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/11/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-9103632280824715559</id><published>2011-11-12T20:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:33:28.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>October Recap</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;So long, October. You were so good to us with your perfect weather, beautiful trees, and visits from friends. We will miss you. November is already freezing and the trees are practically bare. :( But we don't worry, November, we won't hate on you too bad because we have family visiting, a fabulous holiday to celebrate and black friday shopping deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578683381_SrktJdb-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-SrktJdb/0/M/i-SrktJdb-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of crafts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578684484_2vqLxHz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2vqLxHz/0/M/i-2vqLxHz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578686300_9SvmmNB-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9SvmmNB/0/M/i-9SvmmNB-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578687168_986FFhK-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-986FFhK/0/M/i-986FFhK-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578687786_5J7Gdbz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-5J7Gdbz/0/M/i-5J7Gdbz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578689322_sFpNRdt-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-sFpNRdt/0/M/i-sFpNRdt-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578690173_dSpRGQB-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-dSpRGQB/0/M/i-dSpRGQB-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painting pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578691500_99wCsWN-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-99wCsWN/0/M/i-99wCsWN-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing in leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578691756_D6QDg22-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-D6QDg22/0/M/i-D6QDg22-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578692612_ZnJNcRG-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-ZnJNcRG/0/M/i-ZnJNcRG-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin best buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578694512_fXRthF4-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-fXRthF4/0/M/i-fXRthF4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolling around on scooters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578694647_SmR7BS8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-SmR7BS8/0/M/i-SmR7BS8-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit with krista and pretend photo shoots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578695493_6xXzctc-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-6xXzctc/0/M/i-6xXzctc-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578698744_z9s49WC-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-z9s49WC/0/M/i-z9s49WC-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578696974_fpsW332-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-fpsW332/0/M/i-fpsW332-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fields with golden sun, and not having willing subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578698768_hssPnzF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-hssPnzF/0/M/i-hssPnzF-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family picture attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578700859_jrXqNTM-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-jrXqNTM/0/M/i-jrXqNTM-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrying a heavy toddler on shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578702076_PNsBhgL-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-PNsBhgL/0/L/i-PNsBhgL-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures at the boise river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578700965_x8z8jf6-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-x8z8jf6/0/M/i-x8z8jf6-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578703742_jG5JMsv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-jG5JMsv/0/M/i-jG5JMsv-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;state park with pretty trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578704195_h8DWD9P-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-h8DWD9P/0/L/i-h8DWD9P-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frolicking on hills with pretty leaves strewed about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578705737_9J7KBhQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9J7KBhQ/0/M/i-9J7KBhQ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolling down hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578706610_4ZJd4Nh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4ZJd4Nh/0/M/i-4ZJd4Nh-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being best girlfriends with krista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578707566_RbmsjnT-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-RbmsjnT/0/M/i-RbmsjnT-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578710021_3Sn7HnM-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-3Sn7HnM/0/M/i-3Sn7HnM-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more playing in leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578710375_qtmRgnw-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-qtmRgnw/0/M/i-qtmRgnw-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578711101_JRTX8gF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-JRTX8gF/0/M/i-JRTX8gF-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving cars at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578713948_64vJwwv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-64vJwwv/0/M/i-64vJwwv-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving the animals at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578714265_qcHSHjf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-qcHSHjf/0/M/i-qcHSHjf-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so cool, walking backwards on the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578714767_JZNXqr8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-JZNXqr8/0/M/i-JZNXqr8-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating bananas while little brother loves on goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578716789_BwLSS8p-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-BwLSS8p/0/M/i-BwLSS8p-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;converting zoo pictures to black and white because I cant fix the color cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578716823_w6DtVcw-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-w6DtVcw/0/M/i-w6DtVcw-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting halloween surprises in the mail from great grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578718406_6mTVn5z-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-6mTVn5z/0/M/i-6mTVn5z-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making pizza cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1578719322_8MCzwLV-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-8MCzwLV/0/M/i-8MCzwLV-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-221886022349416619</id><published>2011-11-09T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:52:14.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrX0v8x4OFw/TrqvsFRuwKI/AAAAAAAAB5o/RLELZyA4UVM/s1600/IMG_0894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrX0v8x4OFw/TrqvsFRuwKI/AAAAAAAAB5o/RLELZyA4UVM/s640/IMG_0894.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/43UuJo5CNX0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3853111978100153594?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3853111978100153594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3853111978100153594&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3853111978100153594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3853111978100153594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-candy-eating.html' title='halloween candy eating'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_YQpbzQ6gzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2873232007009149572</id><published>2011-11-01T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:28:37.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin patch</title><content type='html'>We found an awesome &lt;a href="http://linderfarms.com/"&gt;pumpkin patch&lt;/a&gt; to go to this year. It was a bit chilly and pretty windy, but we had a great time! Noah's favorite part was the petting zoo. When Peyton was his age&lt;a href="http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html"&gt; she cried&lt;/a&gt; when we took her into the barn to see the animals. funny how different they are. Peyton loved everything about the pumpkin patch this year. She was full of smile the entire afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little farmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559368683_nfXcQ5b-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-nfXcQ5b/0/M/i-nfXcQ5b-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pony ride! Those little guys were going pretty fast! I kept having to run to keep up with Peyton(I had to stand beside her while she rode).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559369795_6xB2zMs-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-6xB2zMs/0/M/i-6xB2zMs-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrel train! I think she looks so grown up in this picture. She loved this little train. I love that she always shouts out, "this is so fun" when she is having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559365643_MP7X3mD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MP7X3mD/0/L/i-MP7X3mD-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running through the hay maze. She would have stayed in there for hours, but I convinced her there was more fun to be had at the corn pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559349552_k347PBd-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-k347PBd/0/M/i-k347PBd-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559373255_VMT3R4F-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-VMT3R4F/0/L/i-VMT3R4F-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the hayride out to the pumpkin patch(no pictures during the ride, I was too busy sipping hot chocolate). Sadly there were no &lt;a href="http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2010/10/ten-on-tuesday-krista-edition.html"&gt;confederate soldiers&lt;/a&gt; running after our wagon this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559371501_Lb8MrLn-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Lb8MrLn/0/L/i-Lb8MrLn-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559361793_qZLGSbr-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-qZLGSbr/0/L/i-qZLGSbr-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed up and ready to go to the car. Cory and Krista both got pumpkins that weighed over 30lbs... I think. Maybe they were just under 30 lbs. Whatever the weight, they were too heavy to carry all the way to the car. Noah got to hitch a ride for a little while; that's when Peyton's fun ended and she had a meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559360463_q2jW44F-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-q2jW44F/0/M/i-q2jW44F-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2873232007009149572?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2873232007009149572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2873232007009149572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2873232007009149572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2873232007009149572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/11/pumpkin-patch.html' title='pumpkin patch'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3511068884161286750</id><published>2011-10-31T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:42:04.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween, friends! I took these pictures last week, so there wouldn't be any pressure to get some &amp;nbsp;before trick-or-treating tonight. Can't wait to send my kid door to door to get me free candy. :) jk... a little. I'm not sure how long we will be out tonight, it's supposed to be pretty cold. We have a big bowl of candy to pass out though, so I hope a lot of kids come to our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559360753_BcnhvDf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-BcnhvDf/0/M/i-BcnhvDf-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559452929_4Rwcr9H-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4Rwcr9H/0/L/i-4Rwcr9H-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559452493_GJv9Rkr-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-GJv9Rkr/0/L/i-GJv9Rkr-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559452337_JJVdKzm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-JJVdKzm/0/M/i-JJVdKzm-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shark attack!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559458577_tz38dGq-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-tz38dGq/0/M/i-tz38dGq-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best I could get of Noah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559458086_2trwsMt-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2trwsMt/0/L/i-2trwsMt-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was outta there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1559457553_kd5n64C-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-kd5n64C/0/M/i-kd5n64C-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3511068884161286750?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3511068884161286750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3511068884161286750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3511068884161286750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3511068884161286750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3169843414590005136</id><published>2011-10-29T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T16:19:40.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Fun</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of new posts. One of my favorite friends came for a visit. I have a lot of pictures from the adventures we had while she was visiting, but I want to share something from a few weeks ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cute are they!? Playing in the rain equals some major smiles in this family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556157211_2Hrx89G-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2Hrx89G/0/M/i-2Hrx89G-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556156761_JxDxjVj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-JxDxjVj/0/L/i-JxDxjVj-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556155197_8wqCvL7-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-8wqCvL7/0/M/i-8wqCvL7-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556156395_s67mfKZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-s67mfKZ/0/M/i-s67mfKZ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556153758_r6J5Wqv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-r6J5Wqv/0/M/i-r6J5Wqv-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1556152851_XqVtV6x-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-XqVtV6x/0/M/i-XqVtV6x-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-3169843414590005136?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3169843414590005136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3169843414590005136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3169843414590005136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3169843414590005136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/rain-fun.html' title='Rain Fun'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8762326398387626437</id><published>2011-10-26T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:25:12.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I thought I'd write down some funny things she has said this week, and share them with you. Please excuse the lack of punctuation and such. I'm typing on our iPad, it's too much work, and I'm trying to get this post up before Tuesday is over, and I want to watch parenthood. There's my story. ::stomp, stomp::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sorry, dad, I didn't mean to broke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm violet. If you call me Peyton one more time I will say I'm violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory- okay, peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Peyton made up a song the other day to the tune of twinkle, twinkle little star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love puppies so'o much, but I don't have one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pretending to be Noah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(said in a high voice) can I have some milk, dad?&lt;br /&gt;(said in a deep voice) coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was talking about how quick the year was going to go by, and I said before you know it it's going to be mother's day, and then father's day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton exclaimed,"then daughter's day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I was making my yarn wreath...&lt;br /&gt; Peyton- are you making a tire swing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton- well, it looks like one. You should pretend its a tire swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. why are you making that noise, dad? Do you need to poo poo? Don't poo poo in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Peyton- pocoyo is sleeping at home, but his eyes are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory- how do you know if he is at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton- ::embarrassed laughter:: oh! Because I have super eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Peyton: when I went to school I kissed a pumpkin, and it turned into a prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: are you sure about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton: yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Peyton: what are those blue and orange lights for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory: Boise state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton: or girlsie state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4362374287450211581?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4362374287450211581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4362374287450211581&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4362374287450211581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4362374287450211581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/ten-on-tuesday-peyton-says-edition.html' title='Ten on Tuesday- Peyton says edition'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2349054283299604292</id><published>2011-10-17T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:36:39.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the Fire Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weekends ago we went to the fire station for some free food, and fun. Peyton had lots of fun sitting on different vehicles and hanging out with her cousins. She's never been a fan of hotdogs, but she did enjoy her cookie. I was more than pleased to gobble up a free hotdog, and down a free coke. It totally hit the spot... probably because it was free lunch. :) Noah didn't like his hotdog either. I thought hotdogs were an unhealthy staple that kids love. What's up with that? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the sense of community where we live in Idaho. The fire station was packed with kids and parents. There was a bunch of booths set up for different emergency services in our area, a couple games, free stuff for the kids, fire safety demonstrations, and free water, soda, ice cream, cookies, and hotdogs. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blah, blah, blah. This probably isn't that interesting to you, but I took pictures, so I thought I'd blog about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535423259_gFt5tVT-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-gFt5tVT/0/M/i-gFt5tVT-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Checking out what the big kids are doing in the back of the firetruck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535421070_3bX9JGb-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-3bX9JGb/0/M/i-3bX9JGb-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pageant stance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535420628_wqCcPdG-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-wqCcPdG/0/L/i-wqCcPdG-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hi, Noah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535427952_S7H22Hg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-S7H22Hg/0/L/i-S7H22Hg-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making sure her balloon doesn't float up to the ceiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535427392_2hSzd2G-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2hSzd2G/0/L/i-2hSzd2G-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done with the picture taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535429215_6WCkWzm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-6WCkWzm/0/M/i-6WCkWzm-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flying the helicopter with Hunter and Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535431780_24b79XB-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-24b79XB/0/M/i-24b79XB-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting in the big firetruck, but really I just wanted to show you that I finally learned how to french braid. Not the best job, but I'm proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1535431287_KJ28t8j-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-KJ28t8j/0/L/i-KJ28t8j-L.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-2349054283299604292?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2349054283299604292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2349054283299604292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2349054283299604292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2349054283299604292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/visit-to-fire-station.html' title='Visit to the Fire Station'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8108038622435134290</id><published>2011-10-10T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:25:02.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was finally able to fulfill a 2 year long wish last sunday, we went apple picking! We all had a blast. We pretty much had the entire orchard to ourselves. We were heading out as 3 cars came in. Peyton and Ty were in heaven running through all the trees, picking apples to their hearts content, and sampling along the way. Noah spent some time in Ergo, and then crawled around, and ate an apple. My mom, aunt, and I made two apple pies when we got home. There is something so satisfying about going to an orchard, hand picking your own apples, and then baking a pie from scratch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1515997623_zbNZgTD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-zbNZgTD/0/M/i-zbNZgTD-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1515998382_JJgm3Rz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-JJgm3Rz/0/M/i-JJgm3Rz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-d3C2xr6/0/L/i-d3C2xr6-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1516016323_GXm29kK-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-GXm29kK/0/M/i-GXm29kK-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whistling with weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1516021093_zLCXXXT-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-zLCXXXT/0/L/i-zLCXXXT-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1516023628_kqtP8CF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-kqtP8CF/0/M/i-kqtP8CF-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah tried to whistle too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1516023629_v5FXsvs-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-v5FXsvs/0/M/i-v5FXsvs-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1516025080_RwG995f-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-RwG995f/0/M/i-RwG995f-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please excuse my kids' long, dirty nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-8108038622435134290?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8108038622435134290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8108038622435134290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8108038622435134290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8108038622435134290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple-picking.html' title='Apple Picking'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-1865137482440979274</id><published>2011-10-05T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:18:07.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascade and McCall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents just left yesterday afternoon. We had a great visit that went by way too quickly. Saturday morning my dad, Peyton and I went to my cousin's football game while my mom got her hair done. Cory stayed home with Noah while he took his morning nap. At about 2:30, after sitting at home searching the internet for something to do we decided to make a trip up to Cascade Lake. We haven't(including my parents) really been more than 45 minutes north of where we live, so we just wanted to check it out. I think Cascade is about an hour and a half away. We weren't planning on getting in the water, but the kids had other plans. Noah went straight for the water. I had packed extra clothes, so all was well, and we let them splash around to their little hearts content.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514556074_vnhXnLK-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-vnhXnLK/0/M/i-vnhXnLK-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514560912_3n7Pc4H-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-3n7Pc4H/0/M/i-3n7Pc4H-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton and my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514560362_DnW6pZc-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-DnW6pZc/0/M/i-DnW6pZc-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Staying warm while she waits for her dry clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514562121_zVh2nP4-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-zVh2nP4/0/M/i-zVh2nP4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Satisfied with a little lake fun, and new warm clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514564843_msr9K6m-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-msr9K6m/0/M/i-msr9K6m-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to head a little further north to eat dinner in McCall. We arrived at a picture perfect time. The kids weren't too interested in getting their pictures taken, so I snapped a few of the marina. I've never been sailing, but I think it looks like so much fun. I'd be too scared to do it in the ocean, but sign me up any day to sail on a lake! McCall is the prettiest little town. I'm sure we will make many trips up there throughout the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514565428_KW5T4b3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-KW5T4b3/0/M/i-KW5T4b3-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514569580_dWbCrcM-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-dWbCrcM/0/L/i-dWbCrcM-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514568061_QBzBH6Z-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-QBzBH6Z/0/M/i-QBzBH6Z-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514570633_Fw8QLZk-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Fw8QLZk/0/M/i-Fw8QLZk-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514573868_7RSnNRg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7RSnNRg/0/M/i-7RSnNRg-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514575372_qjNzkrJ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-qjNzkrJ/0/M/i-qjNzkrJ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514571320_cLvrg42-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-cLvrg42/0/M/i-cLvrg42-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514573365_BQGfKhg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-BQGfKhg/0/M/i-BQGfKhg-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton and her "trunk".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514576370_G83zsDp-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-G83zsDp/0/M/i-G83zsDp-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crosswalks that don't have those signs that tell you when to go have flags for pedestrians to carry when they walk across the street. Peyton loved them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Other/Idaho/19369849_bnNFsX#1514564668_xWgdQFF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-xWgdQFF/0/L/i-xWgdQFF-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The End.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-1865137482440979274?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/1865137482440979274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=1865137482440979274&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1865137482440979274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1865137482440979274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/10/cascade-and-mccall.html' title='Cascade and McCall'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-1156445443595806563</id><published>2011-09-28T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:16:09.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1503018846_MF6ZTGr-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MF6ZTGr/0/L/i-MF6ZTGr-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1503020173_MNvmrbC-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MNvmrbC/0/L/i-MNvmrbC-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-1156445443595806563?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/1156445443595806563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=1156445443595806563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1156445443595806563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1156445443595806563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5329971269166715353</id><published>2011-09-27T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:06:34.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. It doesn't just happen in the movies, people. We really saw people having an imaginary battle in the park, and they were much older than 5. I had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494184817_Bkg5V6V-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Bkg5V6V/0/M/i-Bkg5V6V-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There is a little open field, future site of a chevron, that has pretty yellow flowers growing in it, well between it and the sidewalk. I've been dying to take pictures of Peyton in a field of sunflowers, and I figured this was the closest I was going to get this year, so off we went. The pictures didn't come out like I have envisioned, but there are a handful that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494186070_n7HGZw8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-n7HGZw8/0/M/i-n7HGZw8-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking her groove thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494194737_7xWFSBg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7xWFSBg/0/M/i-7xWFSBg-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494192293_4hkPJbk-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4hkPJbk/0/L/i-4hkPJbk-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494192023_4DPhGDz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4DPhGDz/0/M/i-4DPhGDz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite picture from the evening, no dainty dandelion blowing for this little lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494195821_2vmXfkj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2vmXfkj/0/M/i-2vmXfkj-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I watch my little cousin on Thursday, Friday, and every other Wednesday. Peyton loves having someone to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494218312_HZBdvS6-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-HZBdvS6/0/M/i-HZBdvS6-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice her shorts on backwards. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494220215_pGgfw9W-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pGgfw9W/0/M/i-pGgfw9W-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ty and Peyton climb, and jump off rocks and stone walls Noah watches the nearby gardeners mow the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494221205_2fPrK5c-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-2fPrK5c/0/M/i-2fPrK5c-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There was a park day in there sometime last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501197167_NCPvJRz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-NCPvJRz/0/L/i-NCPvJRz-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501192677_h3wKSzV-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-h3wKSzV/0/L/i-h3wKSzV-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501196842_gqTGw9n-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-gqTGw9n/0/L/i-gqTGw9n-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Painting a caterpillar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501201836_RtNkr2P-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-RtNkr2P/0/M/i-RtNkr2P-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to pin this master piece. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501203670_HvFTHNF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-HvFTHNF/0/L/i-HvFTHNF-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Noah always seems to have a car in his hand while he is at home. I love watching him drive it across the furniture, and floor. Of course this little act of boyhood makes him a genius in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501205072_pzf9k76-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pzf9k76/0/M/i-pzf9k76-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1501206103_7Q8b3Sf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7Q8b3Sf/0/L/i-7Q8b3Sf-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My parents are coming this weekend so it should be busy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We finally settled on the kids halloween costumes. I really wanted Peyton to be a storybook character, and Noah to be whatever went along with it, but she wasn't having it. I thought Miss Muffet and a spider would have been so cute or Little Red Riding hood, and a wolf, Goldilocks, and a bear. We just took her to Old Navy and had her pick something. I'll admit that we didn't let her have her first choice(a bee) because I couldn't think of anything that would go with it for Noah. &amp;nbsp;Noah is a "scuper diaper" according to Peyton. Can you guess what he really is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I have got to get a video of Noah singing. It is my absolute favorite. Yesterday we were listening to Justin Beiber(its ok, you can judge), and Noah sang " ba ba ba ba ba ba aaahhhh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I know most of you saw this on fb, but for those of you that didn't:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Peyton: can I have some yogurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Me: yes, but it's not the regular yogurt, it's a gogurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Peyton: oh mom! I knew you could do it! Rhyming is fun, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5329971269166715353?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5329971269166715353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5329971269166715353&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5329971269166715353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5329971269166715353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3777170120118178123</id><published>2011-09-26T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:21:24.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Noah got a zoo pass for his birthday, perfect for my little animal lover. The zoo here is a lot smaller than the Birmingham zoo, but its still great fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499352229_GsMFCJG-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-GsMFCJG/0/L/i-GsMFCJG-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494182090_h44rrsh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-h44rrsh/0/L/i-h44rrsh-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494177650_26cXj9Z-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-26cXj9Z/0/M/i-26cXj9Z-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494177888_MfT3s98-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MfT3s98/0/M/i-MfT3s98-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is getting so handsome. He is too cool for school in this little hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499374728_pc868Vr-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pc868Vr/0/L/i-pc868Vr-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499349720_Fgw3WtS-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Fgw3WtS/0/L/i-Fgw3WtS-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494180527_pJXN576-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pJXN576/0/L/i-pJXN576-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peyton must have inherited the "look of disgust while eating" gene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494180108_txZh2Cm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-txZh2Cm/0/L/i-txZh2Cm-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peyton still loves the zoo for every reason, but looking at the animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494184228_g6hGfsj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-g6hGfsj/0/L/i-g6hGfsj-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494182644_dhfd5jD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-dhfd5jD/0/L/i-dhfd5jD-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494176590_9K6DL28-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9K6DL28/0/M/i-9K6DL28-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499341835_f4xxDgZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-f4xxDgZ/0/M/i-f4xxDgZ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499346790_Rt9cqP6-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Rt9cqP6/0/M/i-Rt9cqP6-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a picture of a tiger to show that we were really at the zoo. I never take pictures of the animals. I probably should though because I'm sure Noah would love to have an album of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1499351963_xWmngCn-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-xWmngCn/0/M/i-xWmngCn-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-3777170120118178123?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3777170120118178123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3777170120118178123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3777170120118178123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3777170120118178123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/zoo-time.html' title='Zoo Time'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5558671290038139319</id><published>2011-09-24T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:29:16.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk Through The Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah and I go on a walk every night, most nights Cory and Peyton come, too. I absolutely love our neighborhood. It is stuff that movies are made of. seriously. There are kids every where, playing and riding their bikes until the sun goes down. It's so safe, and friendly feeling. I love seeing people outside being active. It really makes me happy. Anyway, how about a little picture tour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready to head out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494204064_MLGbmWZ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MLGbmWZ/0/L/i-MLGbmWZ-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sidewalk trails throughout the neighborhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494209310_BZMpdWh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-BZMpdWh/0/L/i-BZMpdWh-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Community basketball court&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494206567_8HZMMPN-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-8HZMMPN/0/M/i-8HZMMPN-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neighborhood playground #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494212730_4k5HSWc-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-4k5HSWc/0/M/i-4k5HSWc-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neighborhood playground #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494215393_rBkp9Wm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-rBkp9Wm/0/M/i-rBkp9Wm-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking outside of the subdivion: corn fields, and mountains.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494213580_qj93T7V-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-qj93T7V/0/M/i-qj93T7V-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love our walks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1494217044_k6zZpfj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-k6zZpfj/0/M/i-k6zZpfj-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-5558671290038139319?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5558671290038139319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5558671290038139319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5558671290038139319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5558671290038139319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/walk-through-neighborhood.html' title='A Walk Through The Neighborhood'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-400765372836195752</id><published>2011-09-14T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:14:19.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on tuesday!... finished on wednesday</title><content type='html'>1. Peyton started ballet last week. I'm not able to be in the room while she is in class, but I did take a couple of pictures after. She LOVES going to dance class. She is the youngest in her class, all of the other girls are 4, but she does pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478232003_KCXSVF5-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-KCXSVF5/0/L/i-KCXSVF5-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478230338_Chk3CTB-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Chk3CTB/0/L/i-Chk3CTB-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478236734_SKFzZQD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-SKFzZQD/0/L/i-SKFzZQD-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of Noah's favorite things to do is sit in the laundry room, and watch the washer and dryer spin around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478240075_9bzkRx2-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9bzkRx2/0/L/i-9bzkRx2-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One of Peyton's favorite things to do while at home is jump on the trampoline. I don't let her do it that often because it makes me so nervous. The previous owners had the brilliant idea of building a stone ledge right around. Not very smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478239548_GnvTRj2-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-GnvTRj2/0/M/i-GnvTRj2-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478242114_pXPDmPg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pXPDmPg/0/L/i-pXPDmPg-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Krispy Kreme is always a fun adventure. It was the first time we had taken the kids, so of course I had them wear the hats, and brought the camera. No donuts for Noah, but he did get to enjoy some chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478245174_Gjw2XJf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-Gjw2XJf/0/L/i-Gjw2XJf-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1479012784_NGGVHFN-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-NGGVHFN/0/M/i-NGGVHFN-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Park days are always fun. No more sitting in the stroller, and watching for Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478258512_tpsxggt-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-tpsxggt/0/M/i-tpsxggt-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478255735_VGqdvVf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-VGqdvVf/0/M/i-VGqdvVf-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought it was great fun picking up and throwing wood chips in this tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478250499_fZMzbk5-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-fZMzbk5/0/L/i-fZMzbk5-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am, Dora!" That's right, lucky me got to be called Dora all evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478260207_9GBLrz8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-9GBLrz8/0/L/i-9GBLrz8-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1479019235_x297qs5-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-x297qs5/0/L/i-x297qs5-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478987980_FqxMQCQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-FqxMQCQ/0/M/i-FqxMQCQ-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478989385_pZLFch8-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-pZLFch8/0/M/i-pZLFch8-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478986255_HHmf6V2-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-HHmf6V2/0/L/i-HHmf6V2-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peyton, show me your prettiest smile." Oh geez, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478263876_MfPbFZt-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-MfPbFZt/0/L/i-MfPbFZt-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The other night Peyton wanted to wear Cory's swimmer's cap. She said, "Look! I have serious eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478990759_WJHGWqg-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-WJHGWqg/0/L/i-WJHGWqg-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sidewalk chalk in the evening... notice Noah in the background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478992531_tdLHFBj-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-tdLHFBj/0/L/i-tdLHFBj-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbors have horses. Noah was headed that way, so I got some carrots so we could feed them. Noah loved it! He is crazy about animals. Peyton doesn't really care. She's rather "climb" a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478994198_bkrw9XF-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-bkrw9XF/0/M/i-bkrw9XF-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478997042_7zGrkVG-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7zGrkVG/0/L/i-7zGrkVG-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah is obviously very happy to be away from the horses and contained in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1478997813_sMCRc42-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-sMCRc42/0/L/i-sMCRc42-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. So there is a little glimpse of what every day life looks like for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I really should take, and add a bunch of pictures of Noah crying a rolling all over the ground because that is quite a common occurrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It's still hot in Idaho. Rumor has it that the high temperatures usually don't last this long. I'm enjoying it while it's still here because I'm a little scared about winter. I definitely need fall temperatures come October though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-400765372836195752?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/400765372836195752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=400765372836195752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/400765372836195752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/400765372836195752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-on-tuesday-finished-on-wednesday.html' title='10 on tuesday!... finished on wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7152914414908249414</id><published>2011-09-08T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:10:07.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Cake Smash!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't have a party for Noah this year, but we did make him his very own cake, and let him have at it. To say Noah likes cake would be an understatement; he absolutely LOVED it. When we asked him if he was all done he screamed at us. ha. I thought I would have to pry the plate out of his hands, and a meltdown would ensue. Thankfully once he had his fill he simply crawled away. Of course I took way too many pictures, but narrowed down a handful to show you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_f2PpLJ#1469743158_7CVQzsh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/i-7CVQzsh/0/M/i-7CVQzsh-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7152914414908249414?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7152914414908249414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7152914414908249414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7152914414908249414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7152914414908249414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/noahs-cake-smash.html' title='Noah&apos;s Cake Smash!!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5864768452389833579</id><published>2011-09-06T21:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:54:22.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN4FS7xz0NM/TmbO1ehyaOI/AAAAAAAAB3g/9hoMm4XK560/s1600/Noah1year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN4FS7xz0NM/TmbO1ehyaOI/AAAAAAAAB3g/9hoMm4XK560/s400/Noah1year.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe it, Noah is a year old?! Taking his monthly picture has been no easy feat. Last month he kept trying to get out of the chair, and this month he kept throwing his letter N. He is a big fan of throwing things these days. He is still a lover of cars, balls, and music. He eats, and sleeps really well. He is still taking a morning, and afternoon nap. They both are usually 2 hours long. He's a crawling, cruising, climbing wild man, and has bruises all over his face to prove it. He loves water, and getting his entire face wet. He LOVES animals! He shakes and smiles when he sees any animal, and pants and laughs when he sees dogs. It's very cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny to remember him as a little baby. He was so laid back, and super easy minus taking nearly 7 months to sleep through the night. Once he figured out how to get his own pacifier in the middle of the night he was good to go though. When his first tooth popped through his temperament seemed to have changed. He had, and still has lots of crabby times. Teething is tough on him, and so is seeing me unless I am giving him my undivided attention. He will follow me around "crying" at my heels. This once daddy's boy has turned into a momma's boy. I know I should savor this time because soon he will realize that I'm not that cool. Then I'll have to creep into his room(even when he is a giant man), and pick him up when he is sleeping, and sing "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always as long as I'm living my baby you'll be", and I can only hope he will do the same to me. Obviously I've lost whatever blogging skills I had during my absence, and am just rambling, so just watch this little video montage of my little big guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/28696825?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/28696825"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user5412263"&gt;Kim Sayre&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noah Thomas, you are so cute, sweet, and funny. I love your wild ways, and silly dances. Your "singing" makes me smile even when I'm in the worst of moods. Even though the days are tough now I would not trade you for the world! I cannot wait to watch you grow and learn this year. I love you, my Smunchy Jumbotron!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5864768452389833579?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5864768452389833579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5864768452389833579&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5864768452389833579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5864768452389833579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/09/noah-is-one.html' title='Noah is One!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN4FS7xz0NM/TmbO1ehyaOI/AAAAAAAAB3g/9hoMm4XK560/s72-c/Noah1year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7731584679707693489</id><published>2011-08-25T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:24:11.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peyton's party!</title><content type='html'>Whenever I asked Peyton what kind of birthday party she wanted she told me she wanted an umbrella, balloons, and a cupcake. I tried to find cute umbrella decorations but didn't really have any luck, so I went with a rainbow theme, sort of. I got everything a couple days before her party. ha. We were just having her cousins over for cupcakes, and swimming so I didn't go all out. Parties are expensive! I better start saving now for her 4th birthday! She was so excited about her cupcake, its all she really cared about. She loved all her presents, but we had to encourage her to keep opening them. She just wanted to go swimming. I also bought a pink parasol, its the best I could find at a party store to use as an umbrella. Thankfully she also got a pink polka dot umbrella from my Aunt, so she got everything she asked for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qS38zPvzsnU/TlbK6Mmp9PI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/OlmcBTWlyG4/s1600/peytons3rdbirthdaydeco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qS38zPvzsnU/TlbK6Mmp9PI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/OlmcBTWlyG4/s640/peytons3rdbirthdaydeco.jpg" width="560" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kt3iMLoaoN0/TlbLdnbDsHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/NfghtBbBats/s1600/party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kt3iMLoaoN0/TlbLdnbDsHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/NfghtBbBats/s640/party.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7731584679707693489?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7731584679707693489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7731584679707693489&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7731584679707693489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7731584679707693489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/08/peytons-party.html' title='Peyton&apos;s party!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qS38zPvzsnU/TlbK6Mmp9PI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/OlmcBTWlyG4/s72-c/peytons3rdbirthdaydeco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7833250262884129059</id><published>2011-08-19T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:37:45.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd birthday, Peyton!</title><content type='html'>Peyton Olivia Brenlie,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I can hardly believe that you are 3 years old! The time seems to be flying by, but I hardly remember you being a teeny tiny baby. I could not ask for a better daughter. You are so incredibly smart, and imaginative. The other day you were pretending to be Map, and told Grandma she was Dora, and when I asked who I could be you said, "Helena". I had never heard that name before. I thought you were just making something up, but when I asked you who she was you said, "a miniature Russian doll". I mean, really, who says that? haha. I love that when a stranger asks you your name you have to think to about it first because you are trying to decide if you should tell them your actual name or the name of the character you are pretending to be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Since you are a toddler (well, I suppose now you're considered a preschooler) you definitely have your moments of not listening, giving attitude, and being ornery. But your heart is so good. You are so sweet, and care about how others feel. You are quick to forgive, and will usually share.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love your free spirit, and how happy you are. You just love life, always have. I hope that never changes. I am so excited about watching you grow this year! I absolutely cannot wait until you start dance! I hope you have a lot of fun, and make lots of friends. I love you Peyton Olivia Brenlie though I'm sure you'd prefer it if I called you Scout! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some facts:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You are just about a size 8.5 in shoes. You wear 3t clothes. You've been day time potty trained for a year, and night time trained since April. You love to draw, swim, dance, sing, and pretend to me a dog or Map from Dora. You are super outgoing and make friends wherever you go. You can recognize all the letters and numbers. You will pretty much watch anything on TV, but your favorites are Diego, Dora, Bubble Guppies, and Team Umizoomi. You still are not very opinionated about what you wear (yay!). Your favorite color is usually pink, but sometimes purple. :) When you grow up you want to be a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a look back at this past year, the song is currently Peyton's favorite song (she used to think it was "you smell. I smell"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4_oEVqkA3lw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7833250262884129059?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7833250262884129059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7833250262884129059&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7833250262884129059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7833250262884129059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-3rd-birthday-peyton.html' title='Happy 3rd birthday, Peyton!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4_oEVqkA3lw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6042595961140728103</id><published>2011-08-16T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:01:21.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I'm so behind in blogging. I thought once Cory got here I would be back to my regular picture taking and blog writing schedule. Not so much. Since my last post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Peyton turned 3! I started writing a letter to her on her birthday, but still haven't finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. We aren't just spending the summer in Idaho, we've actually moved here. Surprise! We found tenants for our home in Alabaster, and jumped at the opportunity to move west.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Cory and his friend Daniel drove across the country on Aug. 6th, and got here on the 8th. The kids and I were so happy to finally have Cory with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Cory, Daniel, and I drove up through the mountains, and found a day use area on the side of the road along the Payette River. Daniel suggested that we swim across the river. The current was pretty strong(or I am probably just wimpy), and the water was cold, but we made it! The boys found a rope swing, but there was no way I was going to try it, swimming across the river was good enough for me. I practically had a panic attack each time they swung into the air. I tried to talk them out of it every time, and then would yell, "let go, let go" when they were in the middle of the river. I was so afraid they were going to land on a rock or swing back into the tree and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I wanted to wait until Cory was here to celebrate Peyton's birthday. On the 10th we filled her room with pink balloons (something we started last year), and then had a party for her in the afternoon. I will share pictures soon! It was a small party, just my mom, nephews, niece, two cousins, my aunt, Cory and Daniel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Cory, Daniel, and I went white water rafting. So much fun! We did the same run Cory and I did 6 years ago, &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderaft.com/raftingadventure/raftingadventure.html"&gt;the lower south fork&lt;/a&gt;. Totally something you have to do if you are ever in Boise, Idaho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Daniel left last Friday, and my parents went back to Cali last Saturday. Since then we have been trying to unpack, and get settled. We absolutely love it here! I wish everyone I know and love would move here as well! So be ready for me to talk to you about it every chance I get. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. I tried to take Peyton's 3 year pictures last night. She was not having it. A few hours later I understood why when she unloaded everything she ate right into my lap. lovely. She hasn't thrown up since 4:30 this morning, but she has a fever. poor thing. :( I'm really, really hoping no one else gets sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBOHCSdjk8/TkrlS3Z1jCI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ER9RKjwvgtA/s1600/IMG_9178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBOHCSdjk8/TkrlS3Z1jCI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ER9RKjwvgtA/s640/IMG_9178.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s1600/IMG_9168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s640/IMG_9168.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. Peyton starts ballet in a few weeks! The only bummer is I have to watch on a tv in the lobby. boo. Hopefully I'll have a chance to take some pictures before or after class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. We decided to forgo preschool this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that's what's been happening the last couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s1600/IMG_9168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBOHCSdjk8/TkrlS3Z1jCI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ER9RKjwvgtA/s1600/IMG_9178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s1600/IMG_9168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s1600/IMG_9168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxBUwosNtWg/TkrliTB0o_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ke56SPYMLe4/s1600/IMG_9168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-6042595961140728103?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6042595961140728103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6042595961140728103&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6042595961140728103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6042595961140728103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/08/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBOHCSdjk8/TkrlS3Z1jCI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ER9RKjwvgtA/s72-c/IMG_9178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3658910630224453055</id><published>2011-08-04T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:12:00.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noah'/><title type='text'>Noah is 11 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah has changed so much the last few months. He is no longer the super easy going baby he used to be. He seems to get more challenging every day. He crawls everywhere, and lets nothing get in his way. He learned how to move the gate at the bottom of the stairs(it's now tied so he cant push it away), and can climb them all the way to the top! Don't worry I don't let him do it without me being behind him the entire time. You guys know me and my gasping ways. :) He pulls up on everything, but is no where near walking. If someone tells him no he spits at them. What in the world? He is too young to have such an attitude! He will also fake cry when I tell him no. But despite the attitude he will still stop doing whatever it is that I've told him no about. He's almost mastered a straw cup. I've already started to give him whole milk. He seems to like it ok, but prefers water. He eats both purees and table food. Green grapes are his favorite food right now. He is in 18 month clothes, and size 4 diapers. He still has a pacifier during his naps, and at night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still loves cars, balls, books and music. Usually music will snap him out of a crabby mood. He now "sings" along to the music. I love it! He's not a fan of being tickled, but can't resist the urge to laugh when I tickle the side of his belly. He loves hanging upside and flipping over. He tries to brush his hair when he gets his hands on a comb or brush. I love watching him talk on the phone with Cory. He looks so cute trying to put my phone up to his ear (which is usually behind his head), and he says, "huh" over and over. He also likes to put the phone up to my ear. I think he can say: bye bye, mama, dada, huh, and all done. I say "think" because he doesn't say them on his own, only when prompted by me, so I'm not sure if counts. You can tell that he is copying those words though. The only sign that he does is "all done", and I have to ask him to do it a couple of times before he does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love watching his little personality develop. He is a fun little guy, and I'm so glad I get to be his mommy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting his picture this month was very tricky! He kept throwing his letter N, and lounging in his chair. This is the best picture I got. I had to turn the chair around, prop up the N, and give him a book and the lens cap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbCAzTroGGg/TjoRNzQYifI/AAAAAAAAB24/3ZKs_ZnPcsw/s1600/IMG_4003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbCAzTroGGg/TjoRNzQYifI/AAAAAAAAB24/3ZKs_ZnPcsw/s640/IMG_4003.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some outtakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k02HuTYcF2s/TjoRsUdAdiI/AAAAAAAAB28/Gp3f2vWOPi8/s1600/IMG_3984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k02HuTYcF2s/TjoRsUdAdiI/AAAAAAAAB28/Gp3f2vWOPi8/s400/IMG_3984.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acTjs40qYjk/TjnZFWKtrUI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mgwi4zaOPnE/s1600/IMG_2896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acTjs40qYjk/TjnZFWKtrUI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mgwi4zaOPnE/s400/IMG_2896.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;July 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UjvPGYwjN4M/TjnapVOK9rI/AAAAAAAAB20/MKPOuAqtj6s/s1600/IMG_3897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UjvPGYwjN4M/TjnapVOK9rI/AAAAAAAAB20/MKPOuAqtj6s/s400/IMG_3897.JPG" width="400" /&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/7272435153975324172-2275457938293825850?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2275457938293825850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2275457938293825850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2275457938293825850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2275457938293825850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-failed-attempt.html' title='Another Failed Attempt'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acTjs40qYjk/TjnZFWKtrUI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mgwi4zaOPnE/s72-c/IMG_2896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3759945446038610520</id><published>2011-07-30T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:21:18.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nephews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I took some pictures of my nephews. They are all SOOC. I used my mom's 5D Mark ii, and her 50mm 1.4 lens. I took a ton, but only uploaded a handful to my mom's computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My 8 year old nephew I like to call Gaven Bieber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqz_r_gHAs/TjQ4_ni7mTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ATky5KfIMI8/s1600/IMG_3737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqz_r_gHAs/TjQ4_ni7mTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ATky5KfIMI8/s400/IMG_3737.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OT4cev9v7Eo/TjQ5f2kq9-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/TaB5eXkYgw0/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OT4cev9v7Eo/TjQ5f2kq9-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/TaB5eXkYgw0/s640/IMG_3766.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CXNOy3VsAQ/TjQ6atqZDjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/BwSJtRvm9Jg/s1600/IMG_3769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CXNOy3VsAQ/TjQ6atqZDjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/BwSJtRvm9Jg/s400/IMG_3769.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nephew Robert that I used to call Baby Bob. He's 7 years old now, hardly a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ-e_pHda1M/TjQ7ifV3c6I/AAAAAAAAB2g/B59j-KkBipc/s1600/IMG_3776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ-e_pHda1M/TjQ7ifV3c6I/AAAAAAAAB2g/B59j-KkBipc/s400/IMG_3776.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was totally his pose. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2LlH64Yca4E/TjQ702dhQsI/AAAAAAAAB2k/7KB1_D3hkbA/s1600/IMG_3782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2LlH64Yca4E/TjQ702dhQsI/AAAAAAAAB2k/7KB1_D3hkbA/s400/IMG_3782.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e72LsW9EVmE/TjQ8ci_iJbI/AAAAAAAAB2o/vVi5CWXz8NA/s1600/IMG_3823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e72LsW9EVmE/TjQ8ci_iJbI/AAAAAAAAB2o/vVi5CWXz8NA/s400/IMG_3823.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And one of my almost 3 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlbjl2U9jHU/TjQ9AVvIJJI/AAAAAAAAB2s/ejn0L0w1--o/s1600/IMG_3799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlbjl2U9jHU/TjQ9AVvIJJI/AAAAAAAAB2s/ejn0L0w1--o/s400/IMG_3799.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3759945446038610520?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3759945446038610520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3759945446038610520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3759945446038610520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3759945446038610520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/07/nephews.html' title='Nephews'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqz_r_gHAs/TjQ4_ni7mTI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ATky5KfIMI8/s72-c/IMG_3737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2725092900756689204</id><published>2011-07-26T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:23:24.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Noah is getting so close to pulling himself all the way up. He has been trying really hard to get up the stairs, and almost climbed one today. I just sat back watching him. He is one determined little dude, and was not pleased when I pulled him away and closed the gate. No more open gate at the bottom of the stairs in this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. I am so ready for peyton's cast to be off. It was so hot today, and we played inside while everyone else swam. She doesn't seem to think she is missing out, and doesn't even want to talk about the doctor taking her cast off. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be holding down a screaming child come next Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Noah is the biggest dog loving baby I have ever seen. He absolutely cannot get enough of my parents golden retriever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0WGQQWkoZw/Ti9UEE8GgzI/AAAAAAAAB2E/IUfbQ1PNoMo/s1600/IMG_3471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0WGQQWkoZw/Ti9UEE8GgzI/AAAAAAAAB2E/IUfbQ1PNoMo/s640/IMG_3471.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="347" id="NBC Video Widget" src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/widget/widget.html?vid=1341692" width="512"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Before the cracked elbow. Her hair is getting so long. I asked if I could cut it, but she said no thanks. Too bad. I love short hair on little girls. When I cut it last winter she didn't even notice, so I just might do it anyway. We'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8y_1DKZbPo/Ti9UtjSsY9I/AAAAAAAAB2I/t5aTsPxoOy8/s1600/IMG_3450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8y_1DKZbPo/Ti9UtjSsY9I/AAAAAAAAB2I/t5aTsPxoOy8/s640/IMG_3450.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. Pearly whites and baby blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87kzwpTGvHs/Ti9VNDyKrVI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f7s5cBMBMHE/s1600/IMG_3546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87kzwpTGvHs/Ti9VNDyKrVI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f7s5cBMBMHE/s400/IMG_3546.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0-QDGm8DeE/Ti9V5yC7kpI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/-MYDhtIo4J8/s1600/IMG_3559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0-QDGm8DeE/Ti9V5yC7kpI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/-MYDhtIo4J8/s400/IMG_3559.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. Noah must be going through a growth spurt, the kid does not stop eating! Or maybe its just because he is a boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. I am really struggling with finding things to talk about. How about some reality tv show talk?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First up, The Bachelorette: JP is my favorite, but I like Ben, too. Its hard to get past his hair though. Poor Ryan, so desperate. I really hope they don't pick him for the next Bachelor. Can't wait for the "guys tell all". As much as I dislike him, I am looking forward to the conversation with Bentley.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will totally be watching The Bachelor Pad. Vienna and Jake, what a train wreck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm totally hooked on Big Brother. I will be so sad if Jordan and Jeff get split up. I don't want either one of them to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke and I have been watching Teen Mom together. He just sits there laughing, and I sit there shaking my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. You don't even want to know what the kitchen floor looks like. I just keep handing Noah crackers so I can finish up this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. Thinking about putting Peyton in a Montessori preschool. She may be able to get a scholarship, so we'll see. I just need to figure out the car situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2725092900756689204?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2725092900756689204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2725092900756689204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2725092900756689204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2725092900756689204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/07/10-on-tuesday.html' title='10 on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P0WGQQWkoZw/Ti9UEE8GgzI/AAAAAAAAB2E/IUfbQ1PNoMo/s72-c/IMG_3471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3871622481002436410</id><published>2011-07-23T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:39:46.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years ago</title><content type='html'>Remember this picture of Peyton? This was 2 years ago. The first summer we spent in Idaho. The picture of Noah and his letter was taken in the same chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXtczDpTO28/Tit3DgIm5JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/hHsJCShQCis/s1600/IMG_0749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXtczDpTO28/Tit3DgIm5JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/hHsJCShQCis/s640/IMG_0749.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;July is almost over, pretty crazy. I'm ready though. August 8th will pretty much be my favorite day of the summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3871622481002436410?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3871622481002436410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3871622481002436410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3871622481002436410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3871622481002436410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/07/2-years-ago.html' title='2 years ago'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXtczDpTO28/Tit3DgIm5JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/hHsJCShQCis/s72-c/IMG_0749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5846407498657240757</id><published>2011-07-12T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T18:34:28.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. I'm sure most of you saw on FB that Peyton fractured her elbow on Sunday night. The dog knocked her over. Totally my fault for throwing the ball to him too close to Peyton. At first we thought that she was going to have to have a hard cast on for 6 weeks, but we went to the orthopedic surgeon this morning, and he said she only needs to wear her splint and soft cast for 3 weeks. yay! He said it was just a crack in the bone, and it hadn't shifted so it should heal quickly. We have to go back next week and get x-rays to make sure that it hasn't shifted while in the soft cast. She doesn't seem to be bothered by it at all. She's always been so adaptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The biggest bummer about Peyton having to wear the soft cast is no more swimming. :( She was getting pretty brave, and doing so well. She swam all around, and could crawl in and out of the pool from the side(wearing a puddle jumper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Noah has been pretty happy the last couple of days! Yay! He was wearing me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He's a crawling maniac now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love that Peyon says she is "trunking" when she makes an elephant noise, and swings her arm around in front of her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We went bowling for one of my nephew's birthday, and had a blast. Peyton was too cute in her bowling shoes. I took some pictures on my mom's camera, but don't have them uploading on her computer. Someday I'll post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I also took some pictures of Peyton with a sparkler on the 4th of July. There is one in my header. Thanks to Cory for changing that for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you haven't been to Idaho you should definitely put it on your list of places to visit. It's the best place to be during the summer for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My birthday is coming up soon, probably won't do anything exciting, but it will bring me one year closer to my 30th birthday bash that I'm currently planning with some friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh life, so fun. Missing Cory though. :( and my camera and imac. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5846407498657240757?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5846407498657240757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5846407498657240757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5846407498657240757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5846407498657240757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2785017010925810190</id><published>2011-07-08T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T19:30:06.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 10 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double digit months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah just started crawling yesterday! Way to go, Noah! I must say, he is the cutest crawler ever! He is pretty slow, but has perfect form. :) he's also trying to pull up now. He can only get up on his knees though. He is getting better at drinking from a sippy cup, but he still needs some help. He isn't too fond of eating purees, but since he wont drink formula from a bottle or a cup I have to continue to get it in him through cereal. He has finally started "talking"... mamama and bababa. He works really hard at getting those sounds out. He has been a complete crab. He was a little sick with&amp;nbsp; virus that caused a rash on his face. Poor little guy. Now he is just a teething mess. At least he is sleeping through the night again. He was up almost all night for a few days while he was sick. I was exhausted. I hope these teeth bust through soon. The only thing that seems to make him happy is listening to music, driving around or having me hold him, but I have to be standing up and moving... not so easy to do with an almost 24 pounder! He is already working on his tantrum abilities. ::sigh:: It's been a pretty rough start to the month, but he is still the sweetest, cutest little big guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wiUcTneCXeM/Thegs0OYlNI/AAAAAAAAB1k/A3hU0TRAXVM/s1600/Noah+10+months+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wiUcTneCXeM/Thegs0OYlNI/AAAAAAAAB1k/A3hU0TRAXVM/s400/Noah+10+months+008.jpg" width="266" /&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/7272435153975324172-2785017010925810190?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2785017010925810190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2785017010925810190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2785017010925810190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2785017010925810190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/07/noah-is-10-months.html' title='Noah is 10 months!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wiUcTneCXeM/Thegs0OYlNI/AAAAAAAAB1k/A3hU0TRAXVM/s72-c/Noah+10+months+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2276690669823092811</id><published>2011-06-28T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:23:57.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't forgotten about my blog.</title><content type='html'>The kids and I are in Idaho. Ive dubbed myself supermom for flying solo with an almost 3 year old, and 9 month old. I forgot my camera so there are no pictures to post, but we are having a great time. We have been hanging out with my aunt, unc,e and cousins. Yesterday we went to target(peyton woke up askig to go. Ha.), and then we headed to my parents' gouse and swam the day away. I bought peyton a puddle jumper and its the greatest floatation device ever! She is able to be in the pool completely on her own, and she doesnt tip over like she does when she wears a life vest. Noah loved the pool so much! He was going nuts! He thinks its hilarious to splash his face and get a mouthful of water. I hope he always loves the water. It doesn't get dark here until 10:30pm. We were in the pool until almost 8pm, and then we came inside for brownies. Perfect. Of course I watched the bachelorette once the kids were asleep. :) jp is pretty much the only guy I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, little brother, nephews and niece will be here in a few hours. Fun, fun! I love it here. Summertime in Idaho is th best! We miss Cory though, and wish he was here with us! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on my blog. I will post again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2276690669823092811?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2276690669823092811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2276690669823092811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2276690669823092811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2276690669823092811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-havent-forgotten-about-my-blog.html' title='I haven&apos;t forgotten about my blog.'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4489433690967850951</id><published>2011-06-23T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:47:20.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She is almost 3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A conversation with Peyton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Who is your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Peyton:&lt;/span&gt; You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Who is the best mommy in the whole world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Peyton: &lt;/span&gt;You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Who is the prettiest person you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Peyton:&lt;/span&gt; Me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl2CMODNHCU/TgNfjw_ak5I/AAAAAAAAB1U/A5c1mfyMa-o/s1600/sillypeyton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl2CMODNHCU/TgNfjw_ak5I/AAAAAAAAB1U/A5c1mfyMa-o/s640/sillypeyton.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton is really in to drawing these days. This morning she asked me to draw her a dog eating a bone, so I did. My drawing ability never really progressed past kindergarten so please excuse the unrecognizable dog, and focus on Peyton's added details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-IIS7E3GeY/TgNftB6RM8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/REYgHsfyJRw/s1600/IMG_9068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-IIS7E3GeY/TgNftB6RM8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/REYgHsfyJRw/s400/IMG_9068.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7272435153975324172-4489433690967850951?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4489433690967850951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4489433690967850951&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4489433690967850951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4489433690967850951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/she-is-almost-3.html' title='She is almost 3...'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl2CMODNHCU/TgNfjw_ak5I/AAAAAAAAB1U/A5c1mfyMa-o/s72-c/sillypeyton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3711135340107337060</id><published>2011-06-22T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:18:13.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update... if it qualifies for one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If more than a week goes by without me writing a new post I have a hard time jumping back in. I just don't really feel like blogging. I want everyone else to update their blogs, so I guess it's only fair that I do the same. I've been pretty busy, but don't have much to talk about... yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see this face several times a day. He seems to do it with no rhyme or reason. Happy or sad the scrunchy face comes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWcOhZMJLkY/TgJplqPhbbI/AAAAAAAAB1M/9dLmD0Pvt3s/s1600/IMG_8961+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWcOhZMJLkY/TgJplqPhbbI/AAAAAAAAB1M/9dLmD0Pvt3s/s640/IMG_8961+copy.jpg" width="426" /&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/7272435153975324172-3711135340107337060?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3711135340107337060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/flashback-friday_10.html' title='Flashback friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3723356656957882740</id><published>2011-06-09T15:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:58:41.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When all else fails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put water on your crabby baby's high chair tray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329651036_HcnzF2g-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-HcnzF2g/0/M/i-HcnzF2g-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stick your almost 3 year old in a pack n' play because she will not stop getting out of her bed during nap time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329684032_LFkNJkC-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-LFkNJkC/0/M/i-LFkNJkC-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take your kids to the park to burn off some energy to ensure a bedtime that doesn't come with protesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329672038_ndmfdvs-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-ndmfdvs/0/M/i-ndmfdvs-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329672081_mR4CTJ4-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-mR4CTJ4/0/M/i-mR4CTJ4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take pictures of your kids instead of feeling overwhelmed by all the whining, crying and fussing you've heard all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329666809_qfK32nz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-qfK32nz/0/M/i-qfK32nz-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/blog/17471098_mdnbkb#1329665746_FCVqq9K-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-FCVqq9K/0/M/i-FCVqq9K-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-3723356656957882740?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3723356656957882740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3723356656957882740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3723356656957882740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3723356656957882740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-all-else-fails.html' title='When all else fails'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GZCtQn_lsc/Te-Rh_AI2gI/AAAAAAAAB1I/p7zjBvXK9l8/s400/IMG_8428.JPG" width="400" /&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/7272435153975324172-840151020883950659?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/840151020883950659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=840151020883950659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/840151020883950659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/840151020883950659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XFtZmRuQXM/Te-RZppm2gI/AAAAAAAAB1E/LYU6_YjJQY8/s72-c/IMG_8426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5454672888207819265</id><published>2011-06-07T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:25:30.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Noah is teething again. Thankful for tylenol. I don't remember ever giving Peyton tylenol for teething pain. She was good to go with just the tablets. Noah is a fussy mess without a little pain reliever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Noah is now getting on his hands and knees and rocking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I shouldn't have made peanut butter chocolate chip cookies yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. Last Saturday Peyton, Noah and I walked over to the City Fest that was going on near our house. Peyton loved the jolly jumper/moon bounce/bounce house/whatever you call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was a little unsure of it at first, but that didn't last long. I took Noah in for a few minutes, but he mostly watched from the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zE2OBIS9ISg/Te4unPb7HDI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Y18osTMINDU/s1600/jollyjump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zE2OBIS9ISg/Te4unPb7HDI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Y18osTMINDU/s640/jollyjump.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. Cory (wasn't he the cutest!) + Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwYp41txa9g/Te4oe3O9zlI/AAAAAAAAB08/WTgiJa78VfE/s1600/IMG_8370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwYp41txa9g/Te4oe3O9zlI/AAAAAAAAB08/WTgiJa78VfE/s400/IMG_8370.JPG" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0L8krwfi9zs/Te4oaFtjKrI/AAAAAAAAB04/gJ6ULgB4wmE/s1600/IMG_8368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0L8krwfi9zs/Te4oaFtjKrI/AAAAAAAAB04/gJ6ULgB4wmE/s400/IMG_8368.JPG" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0L8krwfi9zs/Te4oaFtjKrI/AAAAAAAAB04/gJ6ULgB4wmE/s1600/IMG_8368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwYp41txa9g/Te4oe3O9zlI/AAAAAAAAB08/WTgiJa78VfE/s1600/IMG_8370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwYp41txa9g/Te4oe3O9zlI/AAAAAAAAB08/WTgiJa78VfE/s1600/IMG_8370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1326135461_ktMcpX4-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-ktMcpX4/0/M/i-ktMcpX4-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1326138715_t2gnM2S-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-t2gnM2S/0/M/i-t2gnM2S-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. I really need to start shredding again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. I've been watching Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters on Netflix. I'm not sure why I started watching it because they cancelled the show. Too bad because I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. I'm also watching The Bachelorette, and its quite ridiculous. I mean Bentley for real? Come on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. Peyton is really growing in her imaginary play. This morning we went trick or treating. After she would knock on my door she would run to her house and eat her candy, and then come knocking for more. Every time she did it she told me she got chocolate on her face, and I needed to help her wipe it off. She would not continue the game until I wiped the non existent chocolate off her face. My favorite part though was the sound she made when she closed my door. I can't wait to see what kind of games she and Noah come up with. Perhaps a game like baby tiger. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. " I don't want to be human." -Peyton&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5454672888207819265?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5454672888207819265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5454672888207819265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5454672888207819265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5454672888207819265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zE2OBIS9ISg/Te4unPb7HDI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Y18osTMINDU/s72-c/jollyjump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2479773890473636547</id><published>2011-06-06T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:54:39.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Fancy</title><content type='html'>Our house is pretty small, and I'm horrible at taking pictures of it, but here's a little idea of what it looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids share the smallest of our 3 bedrooms. It works out really well except when Peyton decides to wake up Noah from his nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robot pictures aren't actually hanging that crooked, its just an awful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318552582_W2SRGNv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-W2SRGNv/0/L/i-W2SRGNv-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to their tiny bedroom the kids also have the master bedroom as their playroom. It was a lot of wasted space for Cory and me, so we decided to convert into a den/playroom. One side of the room currently has boxes of items for our garage sale next weekend. The small picture of a shower curtain and shelf is the bathroom off the hall beside my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318551321_LfhLtNP-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-LfhLtNP/0/L/i-LfhLtNP-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen and living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318552438_PXWj4xL-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-PXWj4xL/0/L/i-PXWj4xL-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more of our living room, a cute baby, and mine and Cory's room (well, part of it). Our desk and computer used to be in the playroom, but we moved it out when we got new carpet and kept it in that little nook in the living room. We used to have a bench and coat rack there, but that's under our carport waiting for someone from craigslist to buy it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318552748_hXGJM8t-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-hXGJM8t/0/L/i-hXGJM8t-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really bad at story boarding our house. ha. But there is a little idea of what it looks like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2479773890473636547?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2479773890473636547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2479773890473636547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2479773890473636547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2479773890473636547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/nothing-fancy.html' title='Nothing Fancy'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8432756304781579216</id><published>2011-06-03T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T18:49:18.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe I will be taking her 3 year pictures in two months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think a 2 year old gets any cuter. I'm not biased at all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton-2/13116254_PfpiM#951051670_kzRfc-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/951051670_kzRfc-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is a little out of focus, but I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/Children/Peyton-2/13116254_PfpiM#951052423_ggB6k-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.kimsayrephotography.com/photos/951052423_ggB6k-M-2.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-8432756304781579216?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8432756304781579216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8432756304781579216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8432756304781579216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8432756304781579216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/flashback-friday.html' title='flashback friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2035242175248670952</id><published>2011-06-02T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T11:25:25.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 9 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe Noah is 9 months old!? I can. :) Let's see, what's new with the "little" guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318551324_TSF8nmz-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-TSF8nmz/0/L/i-TSF8nmz-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, he weighs 23 pounds, and is 30 1/2 inches long! However, I do not see football in his future. Baseball would be cool though. :) He has 4 teeth now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks so funny because none of them are completely grown in. He has a mouth full of pointy white nubs. His hair is getting wild. He doesn't have much of it, but he has some long strands over his ears, and on the top of his head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's eating table food like a champ, but still uses his entire fist to pick the food up. I am so thankfully that he isn't picky!! He loves to blow raspberries with a mouth full of food. He grins from ear to ear, and will even laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318553129_4z7x2k3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-4z7x2k3/0/M/i-4z7x2k3-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've introduced a sippy cup, but he hasn't gotten the hang of it. He loves chewing on it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves bath time, and playing in the little kiddie pool. He thinks he's hot stuff splashing around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No crawling yet, but he can scoot backwards now. When I put him on all fours he gets in a sitting position or plops down. The doctor gave me a phone number for an EI evaluation, but I'm kind of tired of putting out money for things that aren't really necessary with him. He really isn't that far behind, so I think I will wait it out for a couple more months and if he still isn't crawling I will call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't remember if he was sleeping through the night last month. He definitely is now. If he loses his pacifier while he is sleeping he finds it and puts it back in all by his big self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His little personality is so cute! He loves his sister. If she is sleeping in the car and he is awake he screams at her and tries to wake her up. :) The kids loves to scream! If he hears anything that resembles a scream he will let one out. He loves music, and to hear Cory play the guitar and sing. He bobs up and downs. He loves to beat on the floor, and on his little bongos. Maybe he will be a drummer like his dad. He's pretty stranger shy, but so was Peyton. Now Peyton is a social butterfly, so maybe Noah will be, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I suppose that's it. I love my sweet little Noah Thomas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to get some pictures of him last night, but he was more interested in watching Peyton run around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1318604633_xCRP2h3-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-xCRP2h3/0/M/i-xCRP2h3-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-2035242175248670952?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2035242175248670952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2035242175248670952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2035242175248670952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2035242175248670952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/06/noah-is-9-months-old.html' title='Noah is 9 months old!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8288518312499803221</id><published>2011-05-31T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:39:47.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. We had a fun 3 day weekend. It went by much too fast though. We ended up not going to the civil war reenactment. The more I think about it the more I realize that it would have been really awkward. Seeing people wave their confederate flags... no thanks. Saturday we went to home depot to get trim for our window that has termite damage, and then went over to our friends' house. Sunday we went to Montgomery to visit Cory's grandparents, cousins, and aunt and uncle. Yesterday some friends of ours from Huntsville came down. We had lunch at Moes, hung out at the house, picked up some pizza and ice cream for dinner, and ended the evening sitting outside by the fire. I think we're the only people in the south that had a fire going last night. I have no pictures of any of these events. sad city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to the dentist today. I hadn't been in 6 years. yikes. I do have a cavity, but I'm not too bummed about it. I thought they were going to tell me I need 17 root canals. Instead I got compliments. so hooray. I love going to the doctor and dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The dentist was very impressed with Peyton. He couldn't believe that she wasn't even three yet. She spelt her name for him, and told him her birthday. I said, "yeah, she's a genius." He said, "I really think so!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Noah has his 9 month appointment tomorrow. I'm guessing he weighs like 23 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Please ignore the mismatched outfit, and nap hair. Focus on that awesome "angelina ballerina" move. ha. Such a dainty little ballerina. I can't wait until she starts dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHQuwvLbEKM/TeVchRCW6uI/AAAAAAAAB0M/Mb_oOT_FeiI/s1600/IMG_8026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHQuwvLbEKM/TeVchRCW6uI/AAAAAAAAB0M/Mb_oOT_FeiI/s640/IMG_8026.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. It is HOT. The humidity isn't bad yet, so I'm enjoying. I love having the kids play in their little pool late in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. Hopefully this weekend I'll have a chance to take Noah's 9 month pictures. He's at a great age/stage. He can sit up really well, but he isn't crawling yet so he can't get away from me. Well unless he decides to roll away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. Have I shared pictures of the kids' room?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. Peyton is completely out of diapers. yay! She will still have an occasional accident at nap or bedtime, but really she is doing so well. We just have to be sure to get her up to go to the bathroom before we go to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. You would think that thinking of 10 random things to share would be easy, but I struggle every week. I guess it's because my life is pretty much the same day after day. We have some exciting changes coming up, but they're not ready for the blog world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-8288518312499803221?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8288518312499803221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8288518312499803221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8288518312499803221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8288518312499803221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tuesday_31.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gHQuwvLbEKM/TeVchRCW6uI/AAAAAAAAB0M/Mb_oOT_FeiI/s72-c/IMG_8026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5324086525955565133</id><published>2011-05-26T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:58:43.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peyton: My ladybug has antlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: He has antennas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton: No, he has two not ten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5324086525955565133?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5324086525955565133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5324086525955565133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5324086525955565133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5324086525955565133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/peyton-my-ladybug-has-antlers.html' title=''/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-1569111464620352260</id><published>2011-05-25T08:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T08:19:14.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1syI78moY4/Td0BwoAiZLI/AAAAAAAAB0I/RD2dRaRy2vg/s1600/IMG_7898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1syI78moY4/Td0BwoAiZLI/AAAAAAAAB0I/RD2dRaRy2vg/s640/IMG_7898.jpg" width="426" /&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/7272435153975324172-1569111464620352260?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/1569111464620352260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=1569111464620352260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1569111464620352260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1569111464620352260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday_25.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1syI78moY4/Td0BwoAiZLI/AAAAAAAAB0I/RD2dRaRy2vg/s72-c/IMG_7898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-110682212264297875</id><published>2011-05-24T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:35:55.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Peyton no longer calls flashlights "tashlights". She still says things are "teelicious" instead of delicious, and "I will feel you better" when she is trying to comfort you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. I gave Noah some tylenol this morning, and Peyton asked for some. I told her she couldn't have any because she wasn't sick. She said, "I am sick. My head hurts, my belly hurts, my legs hurt, my knees hurt." Nice try, but its still not going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. The other day we were at Target, and a lady standing in front of us turned around, tickled Noah feet and started talking to him. Peyton told her to be gentle, and then proceeded to tell the lady that her name was Marie. I love that Peyton is so imaginative, but I probably won't miss explaining to people that her real name is actually Peyton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. This is the cute little family I shot a couple weekends ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1305459682_gk9XZNm-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-gk9XZNm/0/L/i-gk9XZNm-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. We are going to a civil war reenactment this weekend. I'm really excited about it. We've lived here for 5 years and I've always wanted to go. Not that I love war, but I think it will be fun. I love to do touristy, and stereotypical things of a state. That's why I was always going to auditions for movies when I lived in California. JK LOL BRB IBDAL ISDAB AHHBIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Peyton's been watching Pinky Dinky Doo. It's a nice break from Diego, and the theme song totally warrants for a dance party every time it comes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. We're going to have a garage sale in a couple of weeks. I have a big love/hate relationship with having them. I always say no one is going to come after being outside for only an hour, and I buckle under pressure and sell everything for a dollar when someone tries to haggle me. ha. I'm always a little peeved when we have stuff left over. I mean, I don't want it, but its only a dollar surely someone else should buy it. I do love the cleaning out of the house, and making some quick cash part though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Do you play the game " If we won x amount of money what would you buy" game? Cory and I do all the time. We always first spend responsibly and then pick out things that we would love to buy, but can't really justify the cost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we won the lottery or something I would totally buy this for Cory:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skpcynqTLRY/TdvL17yCAnI/AAAAAAAABz8/GSjPbN9BgiA/s1600/prod1613180_SB-10.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skpcynqTLRY/TdvL17yCAnI/AAAAAAAABz8/GSjPbN9BgiA/s400/prod1613180_SB-10.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this for kids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acbZtZVdtU0/TdvQTMpWf-I/AAAAAAAAB0A/Pc92XWuausc/s1600/pTRU1-7333650dt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acbZtZVdtU0/TdvQTMpWf-I/AAAAAAAAB0A/Pc92XWuausc/s320/pTRU1-7333650dt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Id' probably get one of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_k06-G9CkI/TdvdOrc_GJI/AAAAAAAAB0E/TSk9pUyf8Ro/s1600/unnamed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_k06-G9CkI/TdvdOrc_GJI/AAAAAAAAB0E/TSk9pUyf8Ro/s320/unnamed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. I've been totally slacking in the picture taking with my kids. I did catch this moment when I went in to wake up Noah. Super sweet, but definitely not fun when they are supposed to be taking a nap. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1305472328_ttjSnfF-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-ttjSnfF/0/M/i-ttjSnfF-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Noah still isn't getting up on all fours, getting in a sit up position on his own, or pulling up, but I think we're going to need to lower his crib mattress soon because he is definitely working on it. This information was more of a disclaimer for the image in #9. ha. He looks like he could leap out of his crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-110682212264297875?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/110682212264297875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=110682212264297875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/110682212264297875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/110682212264297875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tuesday_24.html' title='Ten on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skpcynqTLRY/TdvL17yCAnI/AAAAAAAABz8/GSjPbN9BgiA/s72-c/prod1613180_SB-10.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-1326734506882931039</id><published>2011-05-19T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:40:12.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Cory wasn't going to be with us on Easter we dressed up and took family pictures and had an Easter egg hunt the day before he left. You know for him. :) Or because I wanted to have a family picture of Noah's first Easter. :) It was pretty much impossible to get a good family picture. There is always someone making a weird face or looking away from the camera. Hopefully we will be able to bribe Noah with fruit snacks next year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a fun evening minus the stress of really wanting a good picture. ha. Peyton loved "hunting" for eggs. And was thrilled with the $5.00 that was in her big golden egg. She wanted to put it in her piggy bank right away. I can't believe this was over a month ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1298544105_tDdNk6B-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-tDdNk6B/0/L/i-tDdNk6B-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1298156138_tw8z7FD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-tw8z7FD/0/L/i-tw8z7FD-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1298544203_VcBLw5x-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-VcBLw5x/0/L/i-VcBLw5x-L.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-1326734506882931039?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/1326734506882931039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=1326734506882931039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1326734506882931039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/1326734506882931039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/egg-hunt.html' title='Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-122622963207180621</id><published>2011-05-17T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T10:11:51.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tueday</title><content type='html'>1. Last week felt so long. Weird because busy weeks usually go by fast. Peyton had a blast playing with kids her age everyday. I'm just glad it was only for one week. :) ha. It was nice being able to pitch in financially though, and I'd do it again if the chance arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I also finally finished editing pictures from the photo shoot I did the Saturday before Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cory tiled the master bathroom last weekend. It looks great! "We" should have done it a lot sooner! We've had the tile sitting in our shed for a few years. It was left over tile from my parents bathroom remodel. My mom and I hauled it across the country when she gave me the Jeep. Weird to think I was pregnant with Peyton at that time. I don't ever remember being childless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The weather had been cold here. So strange for the middle of May in the South. It's like a last hoorah. I'm definitely ready for warmer days though. I love spending time outside late into the evening. Cory is all about the cold days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm trying to decide if I'm going to do birthday parties for the kids this year. I keep asking Peyton if she would like a "insert theme here" party, and she just says she wants cupcakes. Ha. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm so glad that all our movies are on the external HD now! I love not having dvds taking up space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love the new carpet in the playroom. It's so fresh, and so clean, clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I finally feel like our house to do list has an end in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I don't know, but I have been so tired lately. I never feel rested. My eyes just want to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Noah is crabby again. I think he is getting ready to cut another tooth. Poor little guy. He just had two break through, and was a happy little guy all last week. I hope this one comes through quickly and he gets a break for a little while. Its crazy to think that he might have a mouth full of teeth before he turns one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-122622963207180621?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/122622963207180621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=122622963207180621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/122622963207180621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/122622963207180621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tueday.html' title='ten on tueday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3456915716110797574</id><published>2011-05-16T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:54:41.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming!</title><content type='html'>You never really know what kind of weather you're going to get when you're in California. Most days were in the low 70s, but the Saturday before Cory left it was in the low 80s. Perfect weather for swimming and cooking out. We spent the entire day outside. My parents have a beautiful backyard, so I love being out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah even took a nap under the avocado trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1294196463_vJnTsXR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-vJnTsXR/0/M/i-vJnTsXR-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1294195966_MfJGnK2-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-MfJGnK2/0/M/i-MfJGnK2-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1294196438_SpzmKDn-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-SpzmKDn/0/M/i-SpzmKDn-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noah's first pool experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1294197328_qnF8smp-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-qnF8smp/0/M/i-qnF8smp-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/16824480_LJ7NLs#1294197408_CHpkz26-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.smugmug.com/photos/i-CHpkz26/0/M/i-CHpkz26-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those were the only pictures I took because I wanted to be in the pool swimming, too. Fun, relaxing, perfect weather day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3456915716110797574?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3456915716110797574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3456915716110797574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3456915716110797574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3456915716110797574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/swimming.html' title='Swimming!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2659762775404513815</id><published>2011-05-11T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T08:34:04.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1286800578_GH2Jz4p-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-GH2Jz4p/0/M/i-GH2Jz4p-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1286800495_rH7BNmg-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-rH7BNmg/0/M/i-rH7BNmg-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-2659762775404513815?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2659762775404513815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2659762775404513815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2659762775404513815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2659762775404513815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4195948344529420924</id><published>2011-05-05T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:45:51.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For my mom's 50th birthday we went to Disneyland. We drove down on Tuesday morning, got settled into our hotel, met up with my cousins, and headed to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise they were excited about Disneyland! HA! Getting 5 kids to look at the camera, especially when they know Disneyland is just outside their door, is almost impossible. After about 20 tries I gave up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278756653_SmWKmnw-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-SmWKmnw/0/M/i-SmWKmnw-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ollie enjoying some watermelon while the other kids pick out hats at the Mad Hatter on Main St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278779221_75Tb3xD-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-75Tb3xD/0/M/i-75Tb3xD-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gaven sporting his Rastafari hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278789969_cspVfH5-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-cspVfH5/0/M/i-cspVfH5-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robert wearing his Goofy hat and checking out where we are going to go next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278773315_8vpQ4Pj-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-8vpQ4Pj/0/M/i-8vpQ4Pj-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah cracking up at Ollie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278753642_7dTCtSH-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-7dTCtSH/0/M/i-7dTCtSH-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278750017_JgpXTSx-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-JgpXTSx/0/M/i-JgpXTSx-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little guy and me... with the same size heads. ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278760304_SfZ8FMd-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-SfZ8FMd/0/M/i-SfZ8FMd-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met Pluto first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278764892_J5jprvJ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-J5jprvJ/0/M/i-J5jprvJ-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Mickey... which was also the last. ha. Not because she didn't love the characters just because we never anticipated getting sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see Peyton in the corner? She couldn't believe she was meeting Mickey Mouse! She was shy, but so excited, and totally happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278758897_kW8xfzr-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-kW8xfzr/0/M/i-kW8xfzr-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So proud to me with Mickey Mouse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278759017_qGwWB7L-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-qGwWB7L/0/M/i-qGwWB7L-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first ride! I rode with Gaven, so there isn't a picture of us. My dad stayed with Noah and Rem, Ollie and Riley headed over to the Snow White ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton and Cory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278768085_VpLtrDw-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-VpLtrDw/0/M/i-VpLtrDw-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robert and my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278769995_hg4CPC9-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-hg4CPC9/0/M/i-hg4CPC9-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were stoked to meet up with Haiza and Angela. Ang even watched Noah for us while we rode the Buzz Lightyear ride! Thanks, Ang!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278755270_Z5BKthH-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-Z5BKthH/0/M/i-Z5BKthH-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other rides of the day included: Thunder Moutain, It's a Small World, and The Woody Ride (at California Adventures). We had dinner at a BBQ place that night, and we are still unsure if that's what did us in the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday, my mom's actual birthday, everyone was sick except for my mom and I. Well, I ended up getting sick that evening, but mine only lasted about 5 hours while we were at Disneyland. It did revisit a few days later though. What a sad way to spend your birthday. The only advantage was being able to throw the puke ridden towels outside of the door. I felt bad for the cleaners. I wanted to write an apology letter. Our rooms were gross.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My poor mom ended up getting sick on Thursday. Everyone else seemed to be feeling better, so we hit the parks again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first order of business was getting something into our stomachs and seeing if it would stay there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278771701_W6ssqKj-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-W6ssqKj/0/M/i-W6ssqKj-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad, the little kids, and I hung out by the lockers will Cory took Gaven and Robert on the rapid ride. I keep wanting to call it Thunder Rapids, but I'm pretty sure that's at Magic Mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278752727_wRC6JVh-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-wRC6JVh/0/M/i-wRC6JVh-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gaven finishing his frozen lemonade after the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278772493_fGCSxm7-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-fGCSxm7/0/M/i-fGCSxm7-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It turns out that Peyton still wasn't feel well. She slept almost the entire time. Poor thing wanted to go on Dumbo so bad. You can tell in this picture she isn't feeling well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278775565_6Dc3h5t-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-6Dc3h5t/0/M/i-6Dc3h5t-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right as the ride operator was telling us they were going to start the ride Peyton told me she was going to throw up, so I grabbed her and hopped off. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley standing in line for Nemo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278763782_zC8kGxR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-zC8kGxR/0/M/i-zC8kGxR-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton would wake up feeling a little better at times, so she did get to enjoy a few things: The Tikki Room, Peter Pan, The Little Mermaid Carousel, and Nemo... hmmm, I think that might be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad was given 10 express passes, so Cory and I took Gaven and Robert on all the rides they wanted to go on. It was great, we were able to go through the exit and get right on the ride without having to wait in line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on the Matterhorn twice, Pirates of the Carribean (Noah loved it. Peyton was sleeping in the stroller), the Woody ride twice, a couple of rides in Toon Town (I was pretty bummed that Peyton slept the entire time we were there. I know she would have loved it), the rapid ride three times, Soaring Over California... I'm sure there are more, but my memory fades me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So while it wasn't the Disney trip anyone would have chosen we still were able to have some fun...well, maybe not so much my mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278774919_BRFkN8g-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-BRFkN8g/0/M/i-BRFkN8g-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/california-april/16919833_fsFw8j#1278749735_J7Sq5L2-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-J7Sq5L2/0/M/i-J7Sq5L2-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-4195948344529420924?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4195948344529420924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4195948344529420924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4195948344529420924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4195948344529420924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-959509493338936337</id><published>2011-05-04T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T15:51:34.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 8 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little man is 8 months old! This month has been exciting and challenging. While still a chill little dude by nature, his teething pain has turned him into quite a crab at times. He wants to be held more, and somedays I just count down the minutes until nap time. He has one tooth on the bottom that cut through a couple days after we arrived in Cali. It looks like the other bottom tooth is going to cut through at anytime, and his top two front teeth look like they're going to pop through his gums. Poor little guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to eat, and will scream at me if the bites are too small or too slow. He loves, loves, loves bread. He can pretty much handle any table food I give him, but we're still doing mostly purees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is sitting up on his own now. yay! It doesn't look like he is going to be crawling anytime soon. I am so okay with that because I fear that he might be my child that gets into everything. He can clap on beat to If You're Happy And You Know It, I kid you not! It is so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is still not sleeping through the night. He is getting up at least once for his pacifier. I know I say I'm going to let him cry it out every time I write about him, but I have yet to do it. I know its going to get harder as he gets older because then he will be able to call me. Maybe we'll bite the bullet this weekend. ::sigh::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The jury is still out on weather his hair will be blond or brown. I get opposite comments on how light or dark his hair is all the time. Cory says its way darker than Peyton's hair was at 8 months old. I don't even remember. All I know is that in a few months I'll be able to style it in a faux hawk which Cory will be less than thrilled about. Ha. We'll just have to trade off how we want to do his hair because I love little faux hawks on little boys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this rooney boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1277596237_B2dzs85-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-B2dzs85/0/L/i-B2dzs85-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-959509493338936337?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/959509493338936337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=959509493338936337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/959509493338936337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/959509493338936337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/noah-is-8-months-old.html' title='Noah is 8 months old!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7083985277379606797</id><published>2011-05-03T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T14:38:59.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. I have been a horrible blogger. I'm sorry for those that are waiting to see vacation pictures. Things have been pretty busy around here and it doesn't look like its going to slow down anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We had termites, so we had to deal with that. We still need to repair some damage on the trim outside one of our windows, and the window sill inside needs to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We are getting new carpet in our playroom. We planned on continuing the laminate flooring that is in the living room, but Lowes no longer sells it. Cory was busy ripping up the old carpet when I went to Lowes to pick up the material. His phone was dead, so when I returned to tell him the floor was a no go he had already taken out half of the carpet. No worries. New carpet is a good alternative. I like wood floor better, but carpet will be more comfortable for the kids anyway. Hopefully its in by the end of this week! We have someone coming out to measure tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a few photo shoots on Saturday. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Next week is going to be crazy! I am going to have a house full of kids. I know for sure that I am watching 4 kids. Its quite possible that I am watching another one. I just haven't heard back from her mom. So if I have them all I will have 2 babies, 1 toddler, 2 two year olds, 1 three year old, and 1 four year old. I am going to be worn out, but its only for a week. Anything is bearable if you know its only for a short time. I've watched a couple of the kids before and they are super cute and fun. I'm excited about Peyton having some friends to play with all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I still need to take Noah's 8 month picture, and give a little update on him. He's changes a lot, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's already the 3rd of May and I still have my March header up. I will be updated that by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I can't believe Peyton only has 3 months left of being a 2 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We have like 200 movies that we need to sell. I can't remember if I already wrote about converting our dvds to mp4, but that's what I'm doing. I'm almost done. I think I'm just going to sell the dvds for $1 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I wish I could nap when Noah does... if only Peyton slept during those times, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7083985277379606797?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7083985277379606797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7083985277379606797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7083985277379606797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7083985277379606797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5146491617940707229</id><published>2011-04-28T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T23:27:16.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to be quick. It's my attempt to get the ball rolling on vacation pictures. I really only took pictures on a few days. The flights went ok. &amp;nbsp;We left around 6pm, and Peyton was tired, so every time she had to wake up she was not a happy camper. All she wanted to do was lay down and sleep. I don't think I'll take a late flight again. Noah was pretty good. I think. I honestly don't even remember. Cory sat with him on one side of the plane while Peyton and I sat across from them. I love being on a flight that isn't full. I think I would have remembered if he was unpleasant, so I'm assuming he did fantastic. So here we are during our quick layover in Houston. Well, here &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;are. I, as usual, was taking the pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/April/16824480_LJ7NLs#1269711688_X6wqpx6-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-X6wqpx6/0/M/i-X6wqpx6-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/April/16824480_LJ7NLs#1269711848_h3QhzsX-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-h3QhzsX/0/M/i-h3QhzsX-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/April/16824480_LJ7NLs#1269711998_67gqzBv-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-67gqzBv/0/M/i-67gqzBv-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Other/April/16824480_LJ7NLs#1269712238_Cws2Knn-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/i-Cws2Knn/0/M/i-Cws2Knn-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-5146491617940707229?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-1268197803392904371</id><published>2011-04-28T10:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:27:50.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And We're back</title><content type='html'>We got home on Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super crazy storms all around us last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get some pictures edited, so I can post them tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-1268197803392904371?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/1268197803392904371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4364828638369522924</id><published>2011-04-08T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:37:03.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was April 13th, 2010. We were headed to the doctor to find out if baby number two was going to be a boy or girl. I got the picture off my old wordpress blog, and it said I was 18 weeks and 6 days pregnant(not that you can see my bump) with "Levi". ha. I loved that little dress on Peyton. Look at my horse tail. ha! This was about a month before I cut it for Lock of Love, which I still have not sent it. Gross, I know. It's in a zip lock bag in my desk. Shame on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I love this picture. Peyton looks so cute, and there aren't many pictures of just the two of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TdQ7TSeE8/TZ8bpl2-myI/AAAAAAAABzo/LBe_36Zmw84/s1600/IMG_7171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TdQ7TSeE8/TZ8bpl2-myI/AAAAAAAABzo/LBe_36Zmw84/s400/IMG_7171.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4364828638369522924?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4364828638369522924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4364828638369522924&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4364828638369522924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4364828638369522924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/04/flashback-friday.html' title='Flashback Friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TdQ7TSeE8/TZ8bpl2-myI/AAAAAAAABzo/LBe_36Zmw84/s72-c/IMG_7171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-267185407574649021</id><published>2011-04-07T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:40:16.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laundry, cleaning, errands, charging electronics and packing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that this post isn't a total waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1243361065_FK2YB-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1243361065_FK2YB-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-267185407574649021?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/267185407574649021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=267185407574649021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/267185407574649021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/267185407574649021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparing.html' title='Preparing'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-327330950521625730</id><published>2011-04-06T11:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:40:36.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 7 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another monthly update just a little late. Noah is 7 months old and 5 days. :) He's pretty much where he was at last month. He did learn one new trick, clapping! I think its so adorable! He's also sleeping much better. He slept through the night for an entire week, but now he's back to waking up, but only once. I don't get it. We'll probably sleep train when we get back from California. No use doing it now when his schedule is going to be messed up for a while... not that he really has a schedule. We're still working on sitting up unassisted, and have introduced two signs: all done, and eat. I can't remember when Peyton started signing back. He thinks its great when I sign all done, and usually starts clapping. ha. Oh, he's also discovered that he can scream. He's still not a really loud baby, but he'll let out a few squeals once in a while. Especially when Peyton gets out of her bed, and goes to visits him while he is in his crib. Don't get me started, don't even get me started...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's a super fan of Peyton. He loves her so much. He's also quite fond of Daragan. I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before, but sometimes he starts fussing when she walks away from him. He's still sweet as can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has a lot of firsts coming up. We leave for Cali soo soon! Yay! He will meet a lot of family for the first time, visit an amusement park, visit the greatest state in the US, first plane trip, first time in a convertible car seat, hopefully get to go to the beach and swim in a pool! The weather needs to warm up out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess that wraps it up. I don't know what happened to my blogging. I was doing so well at the beginning of last week. I probably won't post much while I'm gone either, but I'll have lots to share when I get back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute "little" chubs. He totally was not feeling this photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1242175242_FGjig-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1242175242_FGjig-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-327330950521625730?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/327330950521625730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=327330950521625730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/327330950521625730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/327330950521625730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/04/noah-is-7-months.html' title='Noah is 7 Months!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3585105897627853798</id><published>2011-03-30T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:47:42.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Cory!</title><content type='html'>Today is Cory's birthday! Holla! Too bad he has to spend the day working. Well, I guess it would be even worse if he didn't have a job. So in some sense, hooray that he is spending his day working. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful to have a husband as wonderful as Cory. The guy is never in a bad mood. He just doesn't let anything ruin his joy. He's always willing to help someone in need, and expects nothing in return. He's a kind, thoughtful, generous person that strives to be like Jesus. Even though he likes spending his free time playing video games he'll always ask if there is something I would rather do first. He's so very talented, too. He can play it, sing it, draw it, build it... He gets up early, works long days to provide for our family, and comes home in a great mood ready to help with the kids. They are so lucky to have such a fun dad that loves spending time with them. He asked me what I wanted to do tonight, and when I told him whatever he wanted he picked something Peyton would enjoy, too, getting pizza and watching Tangled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1234090678_d3Z9S-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1234090678_d3Z9S-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1234090712_huKnn-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1234090712_huKnn-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Cory, and so does Peyton and Noah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3585105897627853798?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3585105897627853798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3585105897627853798&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3585105897627853798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3585105897627853798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-cory.html' title='Happy birthday, Cory!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3343138595295117209</id><published>2011-03-29T12:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:15:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten On Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. Went to Zumba for the first time last night. So much fun! It was a nice workout too, but I cancelled it out by enjoying a bowl of ice cream when I got home. Ha. The best part is that its free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are two birds that keep pecking at our windows. It's been going on for a couple of days. I don't know what they want. Maybe Timmy fell in a well. har, har, har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's been cold and raining the last couple of days, and its supposed to continue for a few more. I'm ok with it because then I don't have to water the flowers. I just wish I could stay in my cozy bed until noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I think I have pinkeye or something. Its itchy, sore, and droopy, its not red though. Just call me old lazy eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I miss having the Bachelor to watch on Tuesday mornings. Can't wait until the Bachelorette starts. oh the life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I renewed my license last week. Standing there getting your picture taken is so awkward. My picture looks terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm a skat &amp;nbsp;man. be dop be da da. bep pa pada bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Peyton actually fell asleep during nap time yesterday. I'm hoping she does the same today because we have dinner plans tonight. Too bad Noah just woke up right before it was time for Peyton's nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Milca and her kids came over last Friday and I took a couple of pictures of them before we headed to the park. Their birthday party theme is cowboy/cowgirl. Sad we're going to miss it when we're in Cali. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1231640251_DkwJ4-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1231640251_DkwJ4-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1232947664_tTJD7-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1232947664_tTJD7-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel wasn't digging the whole picture taking thing. He just wanted to blow dandelions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1231640963_7g6BV-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1231640963_7g6BV-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryana was all about it though! So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1232952060_WvWfd-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1232952060_WvWfd-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Please excuse our messy living room, and how obnoxious I sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MYHE3ZLTE2k?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3343138595295117209?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3343138595295117209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3343138595295117209&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3343138595295117209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3343138595295117209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/ten-on-tuesday_29.html' title='Ten On Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MYHE3ZLTE2k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-5860014965553372016</id><published>2011-03-28T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:51:03.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well that was a fast weekend</title><content type='html'>Talk about time flying. I think that was a record fast weekend. It went by too quickly, but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we headed up to Trussville to have lunch with Erin, Chad and the youth kids from Cory's parent's church that went to convention. On our way home we stopped at The Summit to see Cory's parents. Peyton enjoyed a brownie while shopping in Talbots. We also checked out the new ipads at the Mac store. I've been telling myself that mine is just as good, but man... Our next stop was Buy Buy Baby to buy Noah a pair of shoes. I totally scored and got some pedipeds for 10 dollars! They were 50% off plus I had a $5 coupon. Can I get a what, what!? Then a quick stop at Sonic to fill Cory's raging animal craving, and then headed to a landscaping store to check out flagstone, which they didn't have, drove to another, and it was closed. :( Oh well. I dropped off Cory and Peyton, then Noah and I headed to the thrift store, and Lowes. I have been looking for a mirror for the kids' room with no such luck. I found two pictures for $7 each, and decided to use those instead. I'll keep stalking the thrift store though because I think a mirror will make the room feel a little bigger. Our Lowes trip was somewhat of a fail, too. They didn't have the plants I wanted, and I had to settle for just an okay light fixture for our eat in kitchen area. I'm happy though, I think it looks much better! I did find a color I really liked to spray paint the frames. I'll post pictures of their room soon because it's as finished as its going to get in this house. Busy Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We skipped church on Sunday, I know, shame on us. We had to get the house ready for a showing. Cory hung the new light, and drew alien pictures to replace the pictures that were in the frames from the thrift store. I had to go to Target to get Noah wipes, oatmeal, and light bulbs. Target sucks me in, and I never leave with only the items on my list. I also bought a valance for the kids' room, and a new shower curtain(totally justified because it was on clearance, and it makes our bathroom feel brighter and cleaner). :) We tagged teamed and cleaned the house pretty quickly. We went to Moe's (Thanks, Erin for Cory's gift card!) for a late lunch, so we would be out when the peeps came to look at our house. The business card was actually from a broker not a realtor; not sure what that's all about. I hope they leave feedback. When we got home the kids went straight to their beds. Peyton had a very hard time listening at lunch, so I was so ready to relax while she rested. I spent my time playing words with friends, browsing home decor blogs, and watching Prison Break. I am such a multi tasker. :) Cory played WOW. Then it was a quick trip to the park, dinner, kids in bed, more prison break, blog browsing, words with friends, and wow, then bed. And boom goes the dynamite, the weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, a whole lot of blah, blah, blah. To make up for my rambling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1231638036_pvgCQ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1231638036_pvgCQ-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1231637958_tvE4X-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1231637958_tvE4X-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1231637834_LtULf-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1231637834_LtULf-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-5860014965553372016?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/5860014965553372016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=5860014965553372016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5860014965553372016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/5860014965553372016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-that-was-fast-weekend.html' title='well that was a fast weekend'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3981414414728049488</id><published>2011-03-25T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:45:07.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weird to think this was Peyton a year ago, and will be Noah next year. I miss her straight out pig tails. Man, she is cute! I know you can't see it, but she still wears that Roxy shirt. ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m0pgCpKejNc/TYzQblSpiSI/AAAAAAAABzg/lz2VLrg242s/s1600/IMG_6449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m0pgCpKejNc/TYzQblSpiSI/AAAAAAAABzg/lz2VLrg242s/s400/IMG_6449.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WeyKLNiNwX0/TYzQo7Vdg7I/AAAAAAAABzk/DUI5OBXP1lE/s1600/IMG_6502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WeyKLNiNwX0/TYzQo7Vdg7I/AAAAAAAABzk/DUI5OBXP1lE/s640/IMG_6502.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3981414414728049488?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3981414414728049488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3981414414728049488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3981414414728049488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3981414414728049488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/flashback-friday.html' title='Flashback Friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m0pgCpKejNc/TYzQblSpiSI/AAAAAAAABzg/lz2VLrg242s/s72-c/IMG_6449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6894137740780030567</id><published>2011-03-23T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T14:39:21.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Sorry the blog posts are so infrequent. The weather has been so nice, and we have been spending most of our time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. St. Patrick's Day... we did nothing. The kids both wore green though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We've been working on our backyard. I got a porch swing! Well for us it's a patio swing. We also bought some flowers, and a little cheap fountain... cheap in cost, but I think it looks nice and I love it. Cory is seeing about getting some flagstone from his old boss. There's much to do in the backyard, but it's looking a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We had friends over for Cory's birthday last Saturday(his actual birthday is on the 30th). That was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226223031_6g36y-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226223031_6g36y-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226222730_hLEKv-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226222730_hLEKv-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226223170_kbFAB-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226223170_kbFAB-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226223380_KJxEs-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226223380_KJxEs-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226253146_KYSTR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226253146_KYSTR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;Poor Tony and Daniel, Peyton climbs all over them when they come over. At least they got a little break while she was demanding attention from the other one. She looves them.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226253146_KYSTR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226253146_KYSTR-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226223485_9uge9-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226223485_9uge9-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory's parents stopped by on their way to Montgomery. Such a cuddlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1226223774_2rHyR-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1226223774_2rHyR-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Noah has been sick, and our nights have been terrible. I don't know what the deal is with him getting sick. Sick babies is new territory for us. Both times its been viral, so we've just had to wait it out. He seems to be better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Peyton woke up crying from two dreams this morning. The first one was at about 2am, and when I went in there she said, "we have to buy more airplanes." The second time was at 7:30am, and she was crying and saying, "the doctor ate it all. the doctor ate it all" ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I bought a book yesterday, &lt;span id="goog_371955578"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1-2-3 Magic&lt;span id="goog_371955579"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's a parenting book and so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We still have not gotten our state tax refund, wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I went to bed at 8:45 last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I updated my &lt;a href="http://knsbrings365.blogspot.com/"&gt;photo blog&lt;/a&gt;. There are many missing days. The black and white picture of Peyton is super scary according to Cory, and I agree. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-6894137740780030567?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6894137740780030567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6894137740780030567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6894137740780030567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6894137740780030567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4723858106378457690</id><published>2011-03-16T09:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:18:14.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 6 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm finally getting around to writing about Noah at 6 months. Let me tell you, he is the best baby! His sleeping could use some improvement, but other than that he is a little dream child. He just goes with the flow. He never complains about his infant car seat. We switched Peyton at 6 months because she hated that seat. Noah is bigger than her, and we are still lugging him around in it. Man, its tough though! As soon as we get back from Cali we're going to switch him to Peyton's old Marathon. He still isn't sitting up unassisted very well, hopefully in a month he'll be able to sit up in a cart. He has learned that if he keeps rolling he can get somewhere. He rolled over to a toy yesterday and started playing with it. Peyton didn't really play with toys at this age. Noah grabs everything within his reach. I deal with daily hair pulls, something else I don't remember Peyton doing. I'm think he is going to have a little more coordination than her. He will eat anything I give. I am so happy about this! I can't even say what I think is his favorite because he gobbles everything right up. He is also still a major cuddle bug. I've been blessed with two super snugglers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is in size 4 Luvs, and can wear 9 month Carters (though they are getting too small) to 12-18 month Gap (which is just a little big). I really don't understand kids clothing sizes. Same brand, and a different style can fit so different. He can't really wear shoes because his feet are too chubby, so I don't know his size.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His stats on 3-4-11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weight: 19lbs 13oz (He lost a little bit of weight while he was sick. I'm sure he is back up to 20 lbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 27 1/2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Head: 17 1/2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His obligatory picture with his "N". This was taking on the 1st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1218261204_53FQn-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1218261204_53FQn-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to Crazy 8, and bought him another driver's cap because I love them! It's 6-12 months, and a little small. I just can't win. ha. These are a few of my favorites from the Botanical Gardens last Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1218261652_3QS8g-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1218261652_3QS8g-M.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1218261759_vDy8k-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1218261759_vDy8k-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1218267738_4jH4Z-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1218267738_4jH4Z-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1218267304_a8eda-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1218267304_a8eda-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1419969888"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1419969889"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4723858106378457690?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4723858106378457690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4723858106378457690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4723858106378457690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4723858106378457690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/noah-is-6-months.html' title='Noah is 6 Months!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2007700986087822012</id><published>2011-03-08T16:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:22:12.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I'm going to start level 2 of the 30 day shred tonight. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. I just changed our auto insurance provider. We were pay $125.00 a month and now we're only paying $68! I wish I would have switched a long time ago!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. The weather got cold again. Rain tonight, and tomorrow, but this weekend is supposed to be nice. I need to take Noah's 6 month pictures. I tried the other day, but he wasn't really having it. I just love this one though. Driver caps are my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1210218043_4Sij5-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1210218043_4Sij5-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. We met up with Milca and her kids after Noah's appointment last Friday. It was fun! I lost my keys in my car though! Milca and I spent like 20 &amp;nbsp;minutes trying to find them. Who does that? I finally found them wedged in a crack. Peyton's favorite part of the zoo was getting a sucker from Milca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1210217900_CBNZQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1210217900_CBNZQ-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I made Noah a ton of purees yesterday. So far he is loving everything. Tomorrow he gets to try pears, next will be purple sweet potato, and then peaches. Yesterday was the first time I've had purple sweet potatoes. I didn't like it, but I'm sure Noah will. They're very sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. I've been looking at dance schools near us. I really want to enroll Peyton this fall. I think she will really love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. We started going to a new church a few weeks ago. Last week we went to a members class, and I'm pretty stoked about it. Peyton really enjoys going. She walks right in her class, and doesn't even look back to say bye. We even put Noah in the nursery, and he's doing great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Peyton is finally starting to pay a lot more attention to Noah. She brings him toys, and talks to him. He think she is the coolest! Today she was blowing raspberries on his belly, so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Pretty excited about the time changing this weekend! I'm all about the sun being out longer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. The count down for California is on. One month! This was months ago. See itty bitty Noah in the swing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f67uD6v1uLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f67uD6v1uLQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-2007700986087822012?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2007700986087822012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2007700986087822012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2007700986087822012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2007700986087822012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8844787360227038588</id><published>2011-03-02T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T10:11:01.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten for Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Noah turned 6 months old yesterday! He has his well check on Friday, though he's not so well. I'll dedicate a post to his little self soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Yesterday was rough. I've had to help Noah go back to sleep no less than five times for a week now. My patience is suffering. Peyton didn't take a nap yesterday and she was a mess. Crying about everything. Noah woke up at 2:30pm, and wanted me holding him or doing nothing else but looking directly at him while talking. It was a very not fun afternoon. When Cory came home he let me go to Khols and Super Target. They're about a half hour away. I was gone for 3 hours. I'll have to go back to Target soon to return half of the things I bought. ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I bought Noah a super cute outfit. I love spring clothes for boys! So many cute things for Easter. I have to return the shoes though because his feet are too chubby, and he curls his toes. I remember it being so hard to put my little brother's shoes on because he would always curl his toes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Nothing says buy my house like a front yard full of dandelions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. All the trees (I'm not sure what kind) around us are blooming. They look so pretty, but smell horrible. Like disgusting!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. My other blog is so neglected. My camera battery died, and I couldn't find the charge for a couple of days(because I didn't look very &amp;nbsp;hard), and then it took me a couple of days to charge it. I lost my motivation. I'm going to start it back up, and just consider February a loss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. I've heard great things about dry shampoo. I tried it, and it didn't work for me. Too bad, so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. I have loads of laundry staring at me, waiting for me to fold, hang and put it away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. I was so excited about this month's electric bill because our weather has been so great. I was disappointed. It was lower than it has been, but more than I was hoping for. Oh well, I was still under budget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. This was a very boring ten. I'll leave you with some pictures that didn't make it on the new header.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1203635919_JBabf-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1203635919_JBabf-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1203635967_yz2YQ-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1203635967_yz2YQ-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was before the hair pulling. She just didn't want me to take her picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1203635550_bPPyk-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1203635550_bPPyk-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-8844787360227038588?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8844787360227038588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8844787360227038588&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8844787360227038588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8844787360227038588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/03/ten-for-today.html' title='Ten for Today!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3407705412433154622</id><published>2011-02-25T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:24:24.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Five (plus a couple combined) Things I Love About...</title><content type='html'>Noah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love that when you get super happy your smile takes up your entire face, and you let out a squeal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love the dark brown freckle near your knee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love your big eyes and pretty eyelashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love your super sweet demeanor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love your little sausage toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peyton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love your imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love the way you dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love that you are an encourager. "That's good coughing, Noah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love how much you like to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love your self esteem. "I'm good at being hungry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love that instead of staying at work late you go in super early so that you can spend more time with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love that you can play any instrument you pick up and that you can sing well. (Even though I ask you to stop often. It's only because I'm on sensory overload)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love that you are usually always happy, and your bad moods don't last more than 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love your skin color (is that weird? ha.) and the two little moles on your cheek that are near your nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love that you're not a picky eater, and say that everything I make is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3407705412433154622?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3407705412433154622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3407705412433154622&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3407705412433154622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3407705412433154622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/five-plus-couple-combined-things-i-love.html' title='Five (plus a couple combined) Things I Love About...'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4679036759977702746</id><published>2011-02-18T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:40:12.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard to believe this was just last January. She sure has grown a lot this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oQAeFWn4L6Y" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4679036759977702746?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4679036759977702746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4679036759977702746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4679036759977702746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4679036759977702746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/flashback-friday.html' title='Flashback Friday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oQAeFWn4L6Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4486767317771385352</id><published>2011-02-17T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:42:36.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten On Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Sorry about the blog slacking. I don't know why my time feels like its spread so thin. I can't seem to keep up with anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Peyton had her free photo shoot that she won on Tuesday. It was lots of fun, and a nice break from being the one taking the pictures.&amp;nbsp;It's going to be tough trying to decide which ones to order. Once they're on Mandii's blog I'll post the link. I tried to get the link from fb, but I can't get it to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I didn't do the 30 Day Shred yesterday. Sad for me. I got to cleaning and forgot about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. I really need the rest of February and March to hurry up and be over. I haven't seen my dad and little brother since July of last year, and my mom since Noah was born. &amp;nbsp;Plus I haven't seen Steph, and the kids since May of last year! That is far too long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Super stoked about going to Disneyland while we're in Cali. We're staying at Disney's Grand California Hotel &amp;amp; Spa for 2 nights, and we'll have 3 days of Disneyland and California Adventure fun. It will be nice to be able to take Peyton to the hotel for an afternoon nap, and have somewhere to pump and store milk for Noah. I'm sure Noah will knock out in the stroller throughout the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Since there was only a handful of pretzels left in the bag I gave the entire thing to Peyton at lunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton: I ate the sprinkles from the pretzels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: That's salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton: Salt is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: I don't really like salt either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton: Well, I like salt. You like lettuce. You're like a rabbit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. I guess I should consider Peyton's nap time a fail today. She's been talking to herself for 2 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. I know Noah's is a big guy, and he has a big head which sometimes leads to slower gross motor skill development, but I'm starting to get worried about him. What else is new? I was always worried about something with Peyton when she was a baby. Anyway, he just seems really behind to me. He was doing so good a couple of weeks ago working on his sitting skills. Now when I sit him up on the floor he puts his head between his legs. :/ He kind of leans to the side in his highchair, too, and he isn't pushing his body up with his arms at all. I'm anxiously waiting for his 6 month well check. I'm sure everything will check out fine, and I'll get the "all kids develop and their own pace" speech. But if he does need EI I want to get the ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. In other Noah news, he is quite fond of his hands. He just stares and twists them in amazement. I'm sure if he could reach his toes he'd love those too. Too bad his 5 roll belly gets in the way. :) I cannot wait until he can sit up so I can take a shirtless picture of it. It is so, so scrumptious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Spring has sprung in the South. Looking forward to some spring cleaning this weekend! Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4486767317771385352?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4486767317771385352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4486767317771385352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4486767317771385352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4486767317771385352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/ten-on-thursday.html' title='Ten On Thursday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2234849449506264897</id><published>2011-02-10T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:35:25.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It snowed last night, and I was so excited that we still had some on the ground this morning. It's not much, but it was enough for Peyton to enjoy. She loved it, and didn't complain once about being cold. In fact, she didn't want to go back inside. I wish we had a sled. Fortunately or unfortunately there wasn't any snow or ice on the roads so Cory went to work. He did go in a little later than usual though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1183471545_BHGhd-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1183471545_BHGhd-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1183471347_aEajm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1183471347_aEajm-L.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1183542900_5YGnr-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1183542900_5YGnr-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah's first snow experience. If you can call it an experience. I just asked Cory to plop him down so I could take his picture. I didn't want him to miss out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1183543033_D9Dgh-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1183543033_D9Dgh-M.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-2234849449506264897?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2234849449506264897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2234849449506264897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2234849449506264897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2234849449506264897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow day!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8931243999596491089</id><published>2011-02-08T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:15:05.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>1. This morning Peyton woke me up with a barking rendition of twinkle, twinkle little star. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Noah has been sleeping through the night since we started giving him rice cereal at lunch and dinner time. Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm making some green beans for Noah. Peyton hated green beans, still does. She still makes the same face she did as a baby when she eats them. Only now there isn't gagging involved. She just drinks a ton of water and declares herself "all better". But yeah, I've got the green beans steaming right now. I'm loving the &lt;a href="http://williams-sonoma.com/products/beaba-babycook-baby-food-maker/?pkey=celectrics-beaba&amp;amp;cm_src=hero"&gt;Beaba&lt;/a&gt;. Such an awesome gift from my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time I posted about Noah sleeping through the night he stopped doing it. I hope I didn't just jinx it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Peyton needs a Diego/Dora intervention. I didn't let her watch any yesterday because she is just too obsessed. She keeps waking up crying from dreams about the show. Well, at least that's what I think is happening. Yesterday morning she was crying, "Alicia! Alicia!" When I went to go get her she had tears rolling down her cheeks and she said, "you were locked in the magic door." Funny that she even cries for me as the character Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The one benefit from Diego is that she says baby Jaguar loves meat, so she is always up for trying some. She is a teriyaki beef jerky lover now. She calls it bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Can't wait to find out if my friend's baby is a boy or girl! I don't know how she the patience to wait until the birth to find out. 1.5 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Peyton's new Britax Frontier got here a few days ago. We haven't installed it yet. I'm still not sure if Noah is going to embrace his feminine side, and roll in Peyton's yellow flower Marathon or if we will buy him a new cover for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm starting the 30 Day Shred today. Krista and I are going to do it together, and buy each other a prize if we make it the full 30 days. :) Its nice to have an accountability partner even if she is across the country. I just got to keep my eyes on the prize. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. This is from like a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cq4CdYrJ2_c" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-8931243999596491089?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8931243999596491089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8931243999596491089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8931243999596491089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8931243999596491089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/1.html' title='10 on Tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cq4CdYrJ2_c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-8705641946782172053</id><published>2011-02-03T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:14:52.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is cold. I know it's not as cold as the rest of the country, but cold is still cold even if there is colder. Instead of being angry at winter I'm going to embrace it. I'm trying to enjoy the season I am in because with every new one there is good and bad, well I don't find much bad in the south's fall and spring, but anyway. Instead of complaining about the things I don't like about winter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things I enjoy about winter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. No bugs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. My kids staying in fleece pajamas all day, it makes for good cuddling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Watching movies while a fire burns in the fireplace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Enjoying the heat from the stove and oven while cooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Hot Chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Heavy blankets on the bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Burning candles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Hiding chub easier with layers of clothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Hot baths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Eating at Panera Bread. Its just so cozy in there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Don't have to pull weeds or mow the grass (though I do like mowing the lawn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I lived where it snowed I would add: building snowmen with the kids, sledding, and snowboarding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is from when we were in Clearwater for Christmas. Just relaxing in the parking garage, sipping a cup of pretend tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUrF6Vds3aI/AAAAAAAABzU/hOLZp1uZx2o/s1600/IMG_3933+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUrF6Vds3aI/AAAAAAAABzU/hOLZp1uZx2o/s640/IMG_3933+copy.jpg" width="409" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7272435153975324172-8705641946782172053?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/8705641946782172053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=8705641946782172053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8705641946782172053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/8705641946782172053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/embracing-winter.html' title='Embracing Winter'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUrF6Vds3aI/AAAAAAAABzU/hOLZp1uZx2o/s72-c/IMG_3933+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6038199598481473774</id><published>2011-02-02T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:45:49.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baby is 5 months old! I can believe it. Ha. I remember the first 6 months of Peyton's life going at a steady slow pace, and then the time just started flying. Maybe it's because its winter or maybe its because they both are slow with the gross motor skills so it seems like they are young for longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah is still not sleeping through the night, well at least not what I think is sleeping through the night. He always goes at least 7 hours at first, and some would consider that sleeping through the night, but I don't. He needs to go at least 10 hours for me. He's come so close a couple of times, but I can usually count on him waking up sometime between 2-4am. It is not fun. I can't tell if its out of habit or if he really is hungry. He'll always accept something to eat. I'm so tired and out of it I don't know if he is actually taking in a full feeding or just a little habitual snack. He started rice cereal a few days ago. He seems to enjoy the first few bites. He tried avocado yesterday. He didn't seem to be much of a fan. I'm determined to make him a better eater than Peyton. I think I'll keep offering it to him until he likes it, and then move on with something else. We'll see. I'm definitely going to hold of the sweet stuff for now. It's all greens for this guy for a little while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is finally rolling from tummy to back. Cory saw him roll back to belly, but he only did it once. He's just super content to chill out on his back. He's turning his body sideways more to look around though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has the cutest little baby laugh! It is soo sweet! He's a very ticklish little guy. He's also pretty emotional. I don't remember if Peyton was this way, but Noah will be smiling at laughing at something, and then all of the sudden he will start pouting, and his eyes will fill up with tears. I guess he just gets overwhelmed easily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His hair has grown a lot. I know you guys probably won't see it, but I've noticed. It looks so funny to me. He is wearing mostly 6-12 months, some 9 month Carters clothes, and he can squeeze into a few 6-9 months stuff. He can still wear is 6 month Carters fleece pajamas though. I don't get it. He's in a size 3 diaper, and I'm not sure of his foot size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &amp;nbsp;just bought Peyton's new car seat, so Noah will probably be moving into her Marathon soon. The infant seat is getting way to heavy to carry, so I think I'd rather move him into a convertible than just leave the infant seat in the car. I only like that seat for the convenience. We'll see. I might just try to get through the winter first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love his cute, chubby, huggable, kissable, squeezable self to pieces!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1175672910_ThGKL-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1175672910_ThGKL-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-6038199598481473774?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6038199598481473774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6038199598481473774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6038199598481473774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6038199598481473774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-months.html' title='5 Months'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3139292826233281558</id><published>2011-02-01T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:05:07.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I cut Peyton's hair on Sunday. She didn't even notice because she was watching Diego. It's a little crooked, but I still love it. Here's a nice action shot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUgjxrh-I9I/AAAAAAAABy4/Wy5YY4oF2O8/s1600/IMG_4919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUgjxrh-I9I/AAAAAAAABy4/Wy5YY4oF2O8/s400/IMG_4919.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Noah is 5 months old today! He'll get his very own post tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. This morning Peyton asked for "another last bite" of my cereal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. I tried taking Peyton's 2.5 year old pictures, and it was a total fail. My tricks don't work on her anymore. She would do what I asked her, but she would not look at my camera. She was more interested in playing "pirate play" than having her picture taken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looked down, up, and away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUg2ov-tZfI/AAAAAAAABzA/ttLJofpR9cw/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUg2ov-tZfI/AAAAAAAABzA/ttLJofpR9cw/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and did lots of stick playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUg2rNsurvI/AAAAAAAABzE/xAdB0QwLAuU/s1600/sticks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUg2rNsurvI/AAAAAAAABzE/xAdB0QwLAuU/s400/sticks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Peyton&lt;/span&gt; said: Broccoli is a snack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Broccoli is a vegetable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Peyton&lt;/span&gt;: Carrots are vegetables, too. Blueberries are fruit, and Ketchup is a... uh, a sauce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. I really need to clean my camera lenses. There is a Peyon fingerprint right in the middle of my 50mm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Some new grass is sprouting in our backyard! I'm hopeful that it will all grow in this year. I can't wait until it's time to bust out the inflatable kiddie pools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Peyton hasn't taken a nap since Friday. She's had quiet time in her room, but hasn't fallen asleep. She still needs afternoon sleep. She is a little pill in the evenings. She went to bed at 6:45pm last night, and was asleep by 7, and didn't wake up until 7:45am. She woke up in a great mood, and is being so sweet. I hope the napping strike is over, and she sleeps for me this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. I love that Peyton always calls our car by it's name, Lola. My friends and I always name our cars, but I rarely refer to my car by her name. It makes me smile when Peyton does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Number ten, number ten, you get me every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3139292826233281558?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3139292826233281558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3139292826233281558&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3139292826233281558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3139292826233281558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/02/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday!'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TUgjxrh-I9I/AAAAAAAABy4/Wy5YY4oF2O8/s72-c/IMG_4919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-2466722353406419590</id><published>2011-01-29T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:32:04.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Hillary and Candace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joovy Caboose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1171482742_tvrGD-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1171482742_tvrGD-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1171484997_ba3xm-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1171484997_ba3xm-S.jpg" title="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one of my superstar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1171485476_SARm7-A-LB" title=""&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1171485476_SARm7-S.jpg" title="" /&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/7272435153975324172-2466722353406419590?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/2466722353406419590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=2466722353406419590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2466722353406419590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/2466722353406419590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-hillary-and-candace.html' title='For Hillary and Candace'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4675964365734524933</id><published>2011-01-28T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:57:02.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We filed our taxes last night. Whoop, whoop! Most of the money will go towards not so fun things, but we did splurge a little. Cory and I agreed that we could get something we wanted, but it had to benefit the whole family. Cory chose an apple tv, and speakers for the tv. I chose a Bob. It is amazing!! It's the double Revolution Duallie. Today we walked to the post office, and grocery store. Who needs a car when you have a double jogger? I just wish there were crosswalks in this dang city. Now I am able to get out of the house with both kids, exercise, and get errands done! No more cabin fever... weather permitting. We will still definitely be using the joovy caboose for the mall, and such, but the Bob will be taken on our outdoor adventures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any pictures to share, but you can check out my &lt;a href="http://knsbrings365.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt; to see a few new ones. I didn't want to leave the blog silent for another week, so I thought I would rave about our awesome new stroller. So there you go. Have a great weekend! I know we will. It's supposed to be in the mid 60s tomorrow! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my Nana has throat cancer. :( She had a feeding tube put in today, and has a CT scheduled tomorrow to see if the cancer has spread, and her treatment plan with be decided from there. Please keep her in your prayers as well as my dad and papa. ::sigh:: I'm so sick of cancer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7272435153975324172-4675964365734524933?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4675964365734524933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4675964365734524933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4675964365734524933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4675964365734524933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-filed-our-taxes-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6208800992259076021</id><published>2011-01-25T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:30:44.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I suppose its time to update my blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. You can thank our apple tv, and the early seasons of Grey's Anatomy for my lack of blogging. You can also thank winter. I'd much rather be sitting on the couch with a blanket than sitting at the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I'm still working on Noah and Peyton's room. It still looks like Peyton's room with a crib thrown in it. Hopefully I'll be able to post pictures soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Yesterday was such a nice day. It was sunny and in the high 50s. I walked to the post office with the kids in the morning, then Peyton rode her "skateboard"in the driveway, and we played with sidewalk chalk. It was a little windy, so we didn't play outside when Noah was awake. I can't wait until it's in the high 60s/low 70s! It will be so nice to be able to sit Noah on a blanket, and play with Peyton outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Speaking of Peyton's "skateboard" that is actually a scooter: I was so stoke to find it at Target for half off. I've been watching it in the clearance section for weeks waiting for the price to be dropped. I finally decided that $15.00 was a fair price.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167768722_4ZtAL-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167768722_4ZtAL-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She prefers to be pushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167768816_6CNz4-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167768816_6CNz4-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. I wish I knew our plans for baby #3. I know we both want another one. I just wish I knew the exact date it was going to be born, the gender, its size, and if it's going to be a fan of the swing. Our house doesn't have a ton of storage space. Both Peyton and Noah never really used the swing. They were both just super content babies (Noah still is), and liked being the floor. I would love to sell the swing. It takes up so much space. I'd also like to get rid of one gender of old clothes. What if I'm holding onto to all these clothes and the seasons are totally wrong? Oh life, and not knowing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. We went to the zoo last Sunday. We spent a lot of time in the indoor areas. The gorillas were my favorite that day. They are pretty scary and intimating. This guy was walking over to get some more food, and he did a little run, and it freaked me out. There is no way he could bust through the glass, but I gasped when he started moving faster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167767959_MXoa2-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167767959_MXoa2-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167767907_X45BY-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167767907_X45BY-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite gorilla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167767823_6Eide-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167767823_6Eide-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Look at this guy. Such a Charlie Brown. Where is his neck? He is the most squeezable baby ever! I &amp;lt;3 him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167768434_vScTZ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167768434_vScTZ-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. January is the longest month. I feel like it's been January for ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Happy birthday (tomorrow) to two of my favorite kids!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Missing you, Kayley and Cole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1167786478_joceL-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1167786478_joceL-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-6208800992259076021?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6208800992259076021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6208800992259076021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6208800992259076021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6208800992259076021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/ten-on-tuesday_25.html' title='ten on tuesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-3089951777987427213</id><published>2011-01-14T10:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:37:28.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Peyton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night we headed to Target because I heard that they had some toys on clearance for 75% off. The scooter I was hoping to get Peyton was still only marked down 30%, so we passed on it. We didn't leave empty handed though. :) We got my nephews Iron Man legos for 5 dollars, and flip trick bikes for $2.50. Peyton got a littlest pet shop fish for a dollar. And Noah got a Thomas the train track thing for $10. He'll either be getting that for his birthday or next Christmas. We also got him a Playschool gears toy that was $3.75. He will mostly likely be getting that for Easter.&amp;nbsp;I wish I would have picked up a couple more things for Peyton's birthday. Because who wants to pay full price for something when you know that they are going to be pulling out these kind of deals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1156474431_WKuUW-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1156474431_WKuUW-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's not the point of this blog post. The point is that Peyton has hit the milestone of saying embarrassing things in public. We let her walk in Target, and she was very happy about it. She kept pointing things out, "Look at that. Look at that". I was happy that she was loving Target as much as I was. :) Until we passed the bras. "Look at that. Those are for boobies". ::insert laugher from me and Cory here:: Which would have been fine if the ladies in the clothing department were laughing as well, but they just stared at us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While in the toy aisle she declared, "I have the runny boogers coming out of my nose". Niiicce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Target we went to Chick -fil- a for dinner. I thought it would be a good idea to let Peyton burn some energy in the play place. She has been trying to climb on every thing at home. At the table she counted to ten in Spanish for me while Cory was getting our food. When he came back I asked her to count for him, and she said, "You're driving me nervous". ha. It's her own little combo of driving me nuts, and making me nervous. I always tell her she is making me nervous when she is trying to climb on the back of the futon, and I tell Daragan she is driving me nuts all day long. While in the play place Peyton kept calling the other kids baby. Not like a baby baby, but... "Hey, bebeh. Where are you, bebeh? I'm right her, bebeh. Come and get me, bebeh". I tried telling her to ask the kids' names, but she insisted on calling them "bebeh". Leaving was reaaallly fun. I knew she would throw a fit. So when I told her it was time to go she ran to climb up the stairs again, and I grabbed her. She screamed. I ignored her, and put her boots back on. She was so angry she was shaking, and she kept going in for a bite, but would stop herself. I didn't mind the looks. I know they have all gone through something similar. I was telling myself that, anyway. I was actually pleased with her self control of not biting me. I didn't give her a cookie for it, but I smiled in my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning post breakfast bagel, pre cleanup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm falling off the treasure chestes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1156474594_QyaqQ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1156474594_QyaqQ-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-3089951777987427213?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3089951777987427213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3089951777987427213&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3089951777987427213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3089951777987427213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-peyton.html' title='Oh, Peyton'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7111542055213549825</id><published>2011-01-11T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:25:11.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I haven't been blogging for a few days because I found out that someone from Brazil had been stealing pictures of Peyton and using them for their Orkut site. Seeing your child's face on someone else's social networking site if very disturbing! I wasn't sure what I was going to do with my blog. I debated making it private, and even deleting it. I really like the blogging community. I enjoy reading others' blogs, and it's always fun to see that I have new readers that don't know me in real life. So for now I've decided to keep my blog public. I've disabled right clicking ability, so hopefully people will get the idea that I am not okay with image stealing. I take the pictures, they are of my friends, and family, and NO ONE has the right to take them from my blog. They are mine. It is stealing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for my Brazilian not friend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vocês não são bem-vindos! Tire suas próprias imagens de seus próprios filhos, eparar de fingir que sabe os filhos que você talo e roubar fotos de. É errado, e você éestranho. Vou continuar a procurar por fotos dos meus filhos no orkut. Mantenha-osfora, e deixar de vir ao meu blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Not ever supplementing with a bottle is hard especially when you have an angry baby because he isn't getting enough. So, thanks for the advice on only nursing to get my supply up, pedi, but I'm going to have to pass. Thankfully I've been able to pump enough for a full bottle before I go to bed, and Noah usually only needs one the next day. So even though I don't have a freezer stash I am maintaing his needs. Nursing a baby is stressful. At least I get a little help with feeding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Noah is so thirsty. He is so hungry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1150692600_RWygV-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1150692600_RWygV-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. I probably shouldn't leave the room when I have a bottle ready for Noah sitting in Peyton's reach. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Our little city hates to have fun weather. It seems like we're the only city in the state that doesn't have snow. All we got was like 2 minutes of snow flurries, sleet, and frozen rain. We don't get a lot of good thunderstorms in the summer either. We have like a forcefield around us or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I hate Star Wars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. The Bachelor started last week. Anyone watching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Noah is officially in Peyton's room, well their room. I took down the pack in play in our room. It's nice to have that gone. Cory gets nervous every night, but Peyton has yet to wake up from Noah's crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Its crazy that stores put out their spring line in January. Target already has their bathing suits out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. I am happy that we are working our way up in more daylight. I miss the long summer days. I do not miss the bugs and humidity though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. I've been keeping up with my &lt;a href="http://knsbrings365.blogspot.com/"&gt;photo a day project&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(its a clickable link). I know it hasn't even been two weeks, but I'm hopeful. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7111542055213549825?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7111542055213549825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7111542055213549825&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7111542055213549825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7111542055213549825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='ten on tuesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7852289753025520257</id><published>2011-01-06T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T16:38:51.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Big Headed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah had his head u/s this morning. Everything checked out normal!! So thankful for that! I was really surprised with how quickly we were in and out. Registration was easy peasy, and we weren't in the waiting room for more than 15 minutes. Peyton was in toy heaven. There were a ton of wagons, ride on/in cars, play houses, and plastic jungle gyms. She threw a very lovely fit when we had to leave, and then threw another lovely fit when we had to leave the u/s room because she didn't get to finish watching Mickey Mouse. Very fun times! ::sigh:: She's been such a peach with her new found love for screaming, and hitting when she she is asked to do something she doesn't want to do. Then she will find a wall and sit down and say she wants a timeout. Nice...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, after we left the children's hospital we headed to the Botanical Gardens. I needed some fresh air, and walk out my stress. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton is very into balancing and walking on anything that is a little higher than the ground. Does that make sense? You know, like the edge of a curb or something. She also loves to climb and stand on everything, and pick up every &lt;a href="http://knsbrings365.blogspot.com/"&gt;stick&lt;/a&gt; she sees. It took us an hour to walk one path that would take someone without kids probably 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little duder watching Peyton climb on rocks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1148900348_MTHMX-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1148900348_MTHMX-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So proud to be sitting on a big rock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1148900187_UmkSL-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1148900187_UmkSL-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So thankful that both my babies are healthy. It's been a good day, tantrums and all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7852289753025520257?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7852289753025520257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7852289753025520257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7852289753025520257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7852289753025520257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-big-headed.html' title='Just Big Headed'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7021978561613344347</id><published>2011-01-05T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:28:04.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Zoo Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Noah's dr's appointment we headed to the zoo. We got there at a perfect time, and all the animals were up playing and chatting away. I kind of rushed us through because I wanted to meet Cory for lunch, and Noah wasn't too happy after getting his shots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1147691197_zhx2M-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1147691197_zhx2M-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did spend a while watching the lions. They were romping around, and the male lion roared a lot. It was really cool. Just call me a lover of the lion roar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't her shoes the cutest?! Love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1147691254_PBf78-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1147691254_PBf78-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1147691285_RgYZT-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1147691285_RgYZT-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton's favorite part of the zoo is still picking up sticks, rocks, and climbing on the fences, but I was impressed with how much she was paying attention to the animals this time. Probably because they all weren't just laying around and sleeping. &amp;nbsp;She's also becoming a huge fan of the face cutouts. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1147690814_ELU6d-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1147690814_ELU6d-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We might go back tomorrow since we'll be out that way for Noah's u/s.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's my story. (stomp, stomp)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7021978561613344347?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7021978561613344347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7021978561613344347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7021978561613344347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7021978561613344347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-zoo-trip.html' title='Another Zoo Trip'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7301288033706971115</id><published>2011-01-04T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:20:17.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah is 4 months old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1147115676_DMPzh-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1147115676_DMPzh-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah turned 4 months old on the 1st. Today he had his well check. He is in the 97 percentile for weight at 18 lbs 1 1/2 ounces. The little paper with his stats is in the car, and I didn't even look to see how long he is, but I do know that he is in the 90th percentile for height. His head is in the 90th percentile as well. He is having to have a head u/s on Thursday because it has grown so much. I'm not too worried, but it's never fun to have to take your child to get tests that could indicate something is wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were given the go ahead to start rice cereal, but was advised to wait until my milk supply increases a little bit. For now solid food is just for fun, and won't really give any nutritional value to his diet. We've been giving him bottles a lot more, and my supply has taken a hit. Once I get that up we're going to start solids. Fun times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He hasn't really reached any new milestones. No rolling over, he only did that for about a week around a month old. He does have good muscle tone though, so it's only a matter of time. Actually I can sometimes get him to giggle when I kiss his cheek, and neck while tickling him with my chin on his chest... if that makes any sense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was also advised to stop giving him his pacifier in the middle of the night, and let him work it out. Did I mention that he stopped sleeping through the night right after I posted about him doing so? The past 2 nights have been horrible. He has been waking up ever hour, and his naps are the same way. BOO! His poor little legs are sore from his shots, so we aren't going to let him CIO just yet. Plus he might be eating around the clock while I get my supply back up. I really hope that doesn't take long!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though his sleeping hasn't been super great he is just the most easy going little dude ever. He has such a sweet demeanor, and I love him to pieces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-7301288033706971115?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/7301288033706971115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=7301288033706971115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7301288033706971115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/7301288033706971115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/noah-is-4-months-old.html' title='Noah is 4 months old.'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6398877463985515225</id><published>2011-01-01T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:28:02.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;"So... oh... I'm brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I make my resolution&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I make my resolution&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I make my, today I make my resolution&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I make my"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose 20 pounds. For real. You know, like every year. :) But seriously for real. I want to be where I was before I got pregnant with Peyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Start and finish &lt;a href="http://knsbrings365.blogspot.com/"&gt;a photo a day project&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't even attempt last year, and 2009 I didn't get passed January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Print photo books for Peyton's 1st, 2nd, and 3rd year, and Noah's 1st year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Clean out all the closets, and shed, and sell, and donate everything we don't use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish all my house painting projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to not add "learn to play my guitar". It's made it's way on my list too many times. I'm not about to set myself up for failure this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes for 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sell our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Grow my photography business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's all, for my internet readers to know anyway. I have a few more personal growth ones, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year I'll have some pictures to share of us bring in the new year with a little fun. Last night I went to bed at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did finish the year with a hike, and getting the jumperoo out of storage. Please ignore the fact that Peyton was getting ready to pinch Daragan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1144023573_DKYMc-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1144023573_DKYMc-L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1144023243_7DF9y-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1144023243_7DF9y-L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-6398877463985515225?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6398877463985515225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6398877463985515225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6398877463985515225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6398877463985515225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-i-go.html' title='Here I Go'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-7616785806647360787</id><published>2010-12-29T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T15:38:09.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year Review In Pictures</title><content type='html'>January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140544779_6R3CC-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140544779_6R3CC-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140542318_wa5m6-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140542318_wa5m6-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140543036_mczXN-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140543036_mczXN-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140543227_cf3ey-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140543227_cf3ey-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140545482_oXzjU-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140545482_oXzjU-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140543447_EyhUJ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140543447_EyhUJ-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140547095_kArRJ-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140547095_kArRJ-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140547556_74bMD-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140547556_74bMD-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140544032_fhgUe-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140544032_fhgUe-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140542251_fS58P-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140542251_fS58P-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140541360_5kcbe-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140541360_5kcbe-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140541830_5Wh2L-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140541830_5Wh2L-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140541578_hq8Cd-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140541578_hq8Cd-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140546841_LgFBa-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140546841_LgFBa-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140546851_vQSu6-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1140546851_vQSu6-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1140546166_QsiAN-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; 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This year we spent Christmas in Clearwater, FL with Cory's Mom's side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139520054_cMTML-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139520054_cMTML-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139520602_X2iK3-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139520602_X2iK3-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We stayed at a condo on the beach with Cory's parents, and grandparents. Christmas morning we opened our presents from Grampy and GG (cory's parents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139522192_zKUrY-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139522192_zKUrY-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139520739_8bnnF-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139520739_8bnnF-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Peyton's favorite present is Noah's rocking horse. :) He has no idea it is his, and Peyton has no idea that it isn't hers. No sense in starting a battle with a 2 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139520905_LMRCn-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139520905_LMRCn-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139522233_kRyvU-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139522233_kRyvU-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. At about noon we went over to Cory's Aunt and Uncle's house, ate some delicious food, opened more presents, and just hung out with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139534492_CggUk-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139534492_CggUk-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139523457_zjgFo-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139523457_zjgFo-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139524329_ACRYp-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139524329_ACRYp-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139534144_nGtha-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139534144_nGtha-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139525637_xf8hr-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139525637_xf8hr-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139527664_QrBsT-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139527664_QrBsT-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139533919_aXjSs-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139533919_aXjSs-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139529187_xaQBW-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139529187_xaQBW-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139529249_BirxV-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139529249_BirxV-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139528659_bas8P-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139528659_bas8P-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139533031_Fd5wx-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139533031_Fd5wx-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Noah was passed around and snuggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139524706_yxGbW-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139524706_yxGbW-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139522351_oD6dN-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139522351_oD6dN-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139533182_RYYhj-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139533182_RYYhj-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Cory drew pictures of the first born children in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139530170_btfPQ-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139530170_btfPQ-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139530109_BA6xt-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139530109_BA6xt-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139530692_moVJN-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139530692_moVJN-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We played games: xbox kinect, minute to win it, catch phrase, and bop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139531702_2wCq9-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139531702_2wCq9-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139532499_fDPaB-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139532499_fDPaB-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahref="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/children/peyton/14140934_tqhke#1139531694_gnzqd-a-lb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139531694_GnzQd-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/ahref="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/children/peyton/14140934_tqhke#1139531694_gnzqd-a-lb"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139525963_zWk3a-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139525963_zWk3a-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139533688_RgCXM-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139533688_RgCXM-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Peyton spent most of her time tormenting her cousin. "Coolllbbbyyy, Colby, woo hoo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139527061_uE7cK-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139527061_uE7cK-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139524230_MLVfE-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139524230_MLVfE-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Quick naps on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139531397_Uevjj-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139531397_Uevjj-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Christmas 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1139526313_sdtHt-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1139526313_sdtHt-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-3044805033035313170?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/3044805033035313170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=3044805033035313170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3044805033035313170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/3044805033035313170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2010/12/ten-on-tuesday-christmas-edition.html' title='Ten on Tuesday Christmas Edition'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4533412775998933644</id><published>2010-12-21T10:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:57:43.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten on tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Sorry my blog has been so quiet. First I didn't have anything to write about, and then we got busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Saturday night we went to Zoo Light Safari at our local zoo. None of the animal exhibits are open during that time, but they have the entire zoo decorated with Christmas lights. We had a great time. Peyton was so excited to ride the train. She thought it was the pet train from Little Einsteins, so she became Melody for the evening. She kept telling me she was "so excited" while we were on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready to go to the zoo, before the sun went down, and the temperature dropped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133546090_XEyQs-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133546090_XEyQs-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133513429_fHqom-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133513429_fHqom-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These aren't the best pictures, but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133511520_ydstz-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133511520_ydstz-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133511698_wAXBz-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133511698_wAXBz-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133511074_QXGaJ-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133511074_QXGaJ-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133510754_Wz5Ey-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133510754_Wz5Ey-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133510695_5o4VH-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133510695_5o4VH-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133510011_E6Wi3-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133510011_E6Wi3-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133509956_9Rcmh-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133509956_9Rcmh-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133509676_jWgCc-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133509676_jWgCc-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. This is a vide of the Little Einsteins episode I'm talking about. The only youtube video I could find was in spanish. The little purple thing is the music pet, and the kids are helping her find her ticket for the train.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfU9cpvkl3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfU9cpvkl3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. The other day Peyton used her butterfly wands to "play the drums". She had a great time, Noah wasn't too fond of her talent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133512003_XbTZi-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133512003_XbTZi-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133512439_Cv949-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133512439_Cv949-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133512654_T9coU-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133512654_T9coU-S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. If Peyton isn't being a dog she is being someone or something else. She very rarely will just be Peyton. Yesterday she was Santa Claus. She said her butterfly wand was her beard. She held that thing up to her chin for at least 30 minutes declaring herself Santa Claus. I was pretty impressed with her imagination. I'll take a ho ho-ing Santa any day over a barking dog any day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133544380_UTiGG-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133544380_UTiGG-S.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Though the arms are a little short, Peyton is still rocking one of her coats from last winter. She was so thrilled about taking a picture before heading outside. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133513589_8CYne-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133513589_8CYne-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Cory's grandparents stopped by last Friday, and gave Peyton 20 dollars. We let Peyton go shopping at Target. She picked a little alien action figure (from Toy Story), a Winnie the Pooh puzzle, and this fabulous shirt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133544430_PPjPu-A-LB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133544430_PPjPu-M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. I hate the mall at the end of December. It is so crazy busy, and people are out for number one. It took me about 20 minutes to get a table to sit at so we wouldn't have to eat our lunch on the floor. Navigating a large stroller, and carrying food is no easy task. Every time I would get close to getting a table someone would swoop in, and sit down. I was so mad. It was very obvious that I was going to sit there, too. Yeah, go ahead you rude man, run over there, and let me continue circling the food court with my 3 month old, 2 year old, straws in my mouth, food in one hand, and pushing a stroller in the other. I think that is my newest pet peeve: table stealers. So not fun! Oh, and I usually like to avoid the mall during this time, but my eyebrows desperately needed to be done, and it's the only place I know that has someone who does threading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. I had the pleasure of photographing this little 4 year old! I love her outfit!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1133567900_ikGrD-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1133567900_ikGrD-M.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. We finally put up the crib for Noah. He still isn't sleeping through the night, so he's only in there for naps since he and Peyton are sharing a room. I do love having it up though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7272435153975324172-4533412775998933644?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/4533412775998933644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=4533412775998933644&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4533412775998933644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/4533412775998933644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2010/12/ten-on-tuesday_21.html' title='ten on tuesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-6465344318214023199</id><published>2010-12-15T07:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T08:05:02.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1126727697_5gX8c-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1126727697_5gX8c-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/Children/Peyton/14140934_tQhke#1126740341_qLaxs-A-LB" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" src="http://kimsayrephotography.smugmug.com/photos/1126740341_qLaxs-L.jpg" title="Photo &amp;amp; Video Sharing by SmugMug" /&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/7272435153975324172-6465344318214023199?l=peytonspages.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/feeds/6465344318214023199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7272435153975324172&amp;postID=6465344318214023199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6465344318214023199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7272435153975324172/posts/default/6465344318214023199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peytonspages.blogspot.com/2010/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Peyton's Pages</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838705368256442453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TSJNEWjkAgI/AAAAAAAABx0/sRrsja3Te3I/S220/IMG_1633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7272435153975324172.post-4582254026314601263</id><published>2010-12-14T12:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:36:53.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. We finally put new batteries in our scale. Noah is weighing in at 17 lb!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. I found my stamps! Now I can finish mailing out my Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Peyton pretending to be a dog is driving me nuts. I don't tell her, but geez. I don't want to bark to music with her. I'd rather sing even if my voice is off key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Oh, guess what? Noah is not sleeping through the night anymore. I think he slept through the night one more time after I wrote last weeks post. ::sigh:: What the heck? :( I have a feeling that we are going to have to do some major crying it out with him, and possibly get rid of the pacifier all together. Not looking forward to that at all. I know that in the long run it will be better, but hearing your baby cry does not equal a good time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. It has been crazy windy here. Our gazebo blew over, and broke. What a major bummer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Peyton was in the bathroom with this morning, and I asked her what she was doing, and she said, "I'm just doing the toothpaste". I was afraid there was going to be toothpaste everywhere, but thankfully she was just holding it, and grinning in the mirror. I guess she was pretty proud to be holding a tube of toothpaste. I'm glad that she's never been one to get into things and make big messes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Peyton insists that Rabbit's (from Winnie the Pooh) name is Christopher Robin. We've told her again and again that he is just Rabbit, and the boy is Christopher Robin, but she will not accept it. She actually calls him Christopher Rabbin. I love that about her though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. "She's so beautiful, and I tell her every day... and when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while. Cause girl, you're amazing, just the way you are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TQeyJ97lkBI/AAAAAAAABxk/ZVanmj6k7u4/s1600/IMG_3329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l6a0gzRXV4/TQeyJ97lkBI/AAAAAAAABxk/ZVanmj6k7u4/s640/IMG_3329.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Peyton is playing with her My Little Ponies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do you want to race?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Lets practice."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Come on, Pinky Pie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"RRaaace."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We're a good racer today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Come on. Let's go race everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She usually wants me to converse with her while she is playing with her toys. She asks questions over and over until I answer for them. But today she is playing both parts. Love that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. 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