<?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-3649540782606288508</id><updated>2012-01-28T16:13:13.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-803593125450556771</id><published>2012-01-28T16:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:11:05.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>Oh Potty Training. I think it might be the death of me. I tried potty training Tarren in the Summer and he was doing really well with going pee and telling me when he had to go. He had a hard time with poop, but we kept trying. Once school started, he went backwards. He stopped telling me when he had to go and then he didn't even want to try. So, we put him back in a diaper. Fast forward to Christmas time. My mother-in-law offered to try and potty train him while we were there for the week. That went so-so. He started holding his poop and not going for days. So, we put him back in a diaper and then he started to go again. I figured he was going to be wearing diapers when he started school. After Christmas break, I was talking to one of my co-workers and she did the 3 day potty training book. So, we had a long weekend and I decided to try it. So far, it has worked. He has had a few accidents, but has done pretty good on the pee side of it. The poop side is another story. He knows how and he knows when it is coming. For awhile, he was getting prizes that he REALLY wanted and he would sit on the toilet and try until something came out. Now that those toys are all gone and some others are left that I guess aren't as desirable, he isn't trying. He just says, "I try later." The lady in her book said not to force them, but man it is hard not to make him stay and try to push. We know he has too because he is smearing in his underwear. He told me this morning, " mommy you need to buy more toys." I just can't do it. One...I am about to be broke from buying all of these things and Two...it makes me think he is holding it until he gets what he wants. I am going to try and hold out. He has to go sometime. I just hope it is in the toilet. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-803593125450556771?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/803593125450556771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=803593125450556771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/803593125450556771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/803593125450556771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2012/01/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7138945105160439968</id><published>2012-01-28T15:36:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:02:12.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>We went to Missouri for Christmas to visit Meme and Pop pop. They live out on a ranch in the middle of no where. It was pretty cold while we were there. The kids did really well on the driving trip there and back. They slept most of the time. Before we left, we decided to let the kids open presents from us. There was no way we could take all of the gifts plus the more you take the more you will lose. They were really excited to open presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKWXAHSf8-c/TyRvmWcNL1I/AAAAAAAABDg/qQ6zSP3JkxA/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702805732807487314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKWXAHSf8-c/TyRvmWcNL1I/AAAAAAAABDg/qQ6zSP3JkxA/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_wVcgGrHJM/TyRrnSuZ9HI/AAAAAAAABBo/Juo3dI0jaRg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B2%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702801350943437938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s_wVcgGrHJM/TyRrnSuZ9HI/AAAAAAAABBo/Juo3dI0jaRg/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B2%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZeayENvw64/TyRr0BdqdJI/AAAAAAAABB0/A0b-krZUEqA/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702801569648112786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZeayENvw64/TyRr0BdqdJI/AAAAAAAABB0/A0b-krZUEqA/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv1nOlUhIvI/TyRsRO9ZoeI/AAAAAAAABCM/8jQngy-6OWg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702802071487095266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv1nOlUhIvI/TyRsRO9ZoeI/AAAAAAAABCM/8jQngy-6OWg/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeSBfLdX__k/TyRr8PNWyGI/AAAAAAAABCA/8zeV6zfYrYc/s1600/Christmas%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702801710776764514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeSBfLdX__k/TyRr8PNWyGI/AAAAAAAABCA/8zeV6zfYrYc/s200/Christmas%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Day at the ranch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqaXq0QP8u8/TyRsubOR31I/AAAAAAAABCY/foQKsOro6Us/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702802572995321682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqaXq0QP8u8/TyRsubOR31I/AAAAAAAABCY/foQKsOro6Us/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren is OBSESSED with Spiderman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRTXPc65MAo/TyRtKDvjnfI/AAAAAAAABCk/QqUmujftB3Y/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702803047728782834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRTXPc65MAo/TyRtKDvjnfI/AAAAAAAABCk/QqUmujftB3Y/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel and his drums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzxAkPRYx40/TyRtmDjDERI/AAAAAAAABCw/7Gw2yzUUoKg/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702803528712655122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NzxAkPRYx40/TyRtmDjDERI/AAAAAAAABCw/7Gw2yzUUoKg/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a drive through zoo while we were there. Samuel loved feeding the animals and was not scared at all. Tarren, on the otherhand, was afraid and could care less about feeding them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J8hO3cI4Eg/TyRuVz4r8bI/AAAAAAAABC8/K3oqfQDM6P8/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702804349142167986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4J8hO3cI4Eg/TyRuVz4r8bI/AAAAAAAABC8/K3oqfQDM6P8/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60KR-RssfTA/TyRujigL3DI/AAAAAAAABDI/RMiJBU8DTbc/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702804584994167858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60KR-RssfTA/TyRujigL3DI/AAAAAAAABDI/RMiJBU8DTbc/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ttqqknizu8/TyRvE9VCk0I/AAAAAAAABDU/9tzhQcKHLfI/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702805159130862402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ttqqknizu8/TyRvE9VCk0I/AAAAAAAABDU/9tzhQcKHLfI/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nN2KKq1hF9E/TyRv8ULDLMI/AAAAAAAABDs/glTqM39PW4g/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702806110155779266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nN2KKq1hF9E/TyRv8ULDLMI/AAAAAAAABDs/glTqM39PW4g/s200/Christmas%2B2011%2B044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lot of fun, but I was very glad when we got home. There is just nothing else like sleeping in your own bed. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7138945105160439968?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7138945105160439968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7138945105160439968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7138945105160439968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7138945105160439968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKWXAHSf8-c/TyRvmWcNL1I/AAAAAAAABDg/qQ6zSP3JkxA/s72-c/Christmas%2B2011%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4911758077134938936</id><published>2012-01-08T09:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T09:49:21.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We went down to Friendswood for Thanksgiving. We all went to Adrian's house. They had a bounce house set up in the back yard and the kids loved it. Well, mainly Tarren, but Samuel did get in there a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB-DTQOfdrQ/Twm6NCe6kaI/AAAAAAAABAs/qTLuqgq2zw0/s1600/stuff%2B067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695287936954306978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB-DTQOfdrQ/Twm6NCe6kaI/AAAAAAAABAs/qTLuqgq2zw0/s200/stuff%2B067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuFpstiPPRA/Twm6avvPXXI/AAAAAAAABA4/oJ6W_JNbbTw/s1600/stuff%2B066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695288172440673650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuFpstiPPRA/Twm6avvPXXI/AAAAAAAABA4/oJ6W_JNbbTw/s200/stuff%2B066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb54KEprWMU/Twm6p7hG6EI/AAAAAAAABBE/Nx3wOPNfX7M/s1600/stuff%2B069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695288433300662338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb54KEprWMU/Twm6p7hG6EI/AAAAAAAABBE/Nx3wOPNfX7M/s200/stuff%2B069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv8CWjqZwOU/Twm66g27JkI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_kOVHoPwAUs/s1600/stuff%2B070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695288718202185282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv8CWjqZwOU/Twm66g27JkI/AAAAAAAABBQ/_kOVHoPwAUs/s200/stuff%2B070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4911758077134938936?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4911758077134938936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4911758077134938936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4911758077134938936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4911758077134938936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB-DTQOfdrQ/Twm6NCe6kaI/AAAAAAAABAs/qTLuqgq2zw0/s72-c/stuff%2B067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8161817284315686427</id><published>2012-01-08T09:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T09:28:19.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pics</title><content type='html'>Here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE2inGiiYGE/Twm02wZ0qaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dwR19qVfcGI/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2BToy%2BStory_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695282056585849250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE2inGiiYGE/Twm02wZ0qaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dwR19qVfcGI/s200/Halloween%2B2011%2BToy%2BStory_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0gJfeEd0sw/Twm1B1NbOXI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pos89PwhBFQ/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2BToy%2BStory_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 143px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695282246854588786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0gJfeEd0sw/Twm1B1NbOXI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pos89PwhBFQ/s200/Halloween%2B2011%2BToy%2BStory_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took some late pictures of the pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfW7bUmgmwM/Twm1VtUP5EI/AAAAAAAABAI/Fnrz3I9dPFk/s1600/11-7-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695282588333106242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FfW7bUmgmwM/Twm1VtUP5EI/AAAAAAAABAI/Fnrz3I9dPFk/s200/11-7-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a22lJM7exxM/Twm1rFgN5-I/AAAAAAAABAU/t8QxAlDcky8/s1600/11-7-11%2B%2B19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695282955603011554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a22lJM7exxM/Twm1rFgN5-I/AAAAAAAABAU/t8QxAlDcky8/s200/11-7-11%2B%2B19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eb4D9JVwwk/Twm19VqXzHI/AAAAAAAABAg/iIzc2Pww8Sc/s1600/11-7-11%2B%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695283269178215538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eb4D9JVwwk/Twm19VqXzHI/AAAAAAAABAg/iIzc2Pww8Sc/s200/11-7-11%2B%2B14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8161817284315686427?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8161817284315686427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8161817284315686427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8161817284315686427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8161817284315686427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2012/01/halloween-pics.html' title='Halloween Pics'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE2inGiiYGE/Twm02wZ0qaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dwR19qVfcGI/s72-c/Halloween%2B2011%2BToy%2BStory_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7952907165169275154</id><published>2011-11-02T17:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T17:33:38.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween has come and gone. We dressed up as Toy Story this year. We went trick o treating in one of my old co-workers neighborhood. We only ended up going down 2 streets and that took us like an hour and half. It was exhausting. I didn't take any pictures while we were trickotreating, but we did go get our professional pics done. I love that family tradition. I have already started to brainstorm for next years costumes. We didn't go to the ward trunk or treat this year because Tarren was not feeling well and then I felt horrible too. This pregnancy is kicking my butt. When I was pregnant with Tarren and Samuel, it was a piece of cake compared to this one. I wasn't as sick or tired. I did get tired with them, but I am constantly tired. I go to bed at like 6 every night. It is crazy. I am just hoping when I reach the 12 week mark that I will get over the sickness. I already have a gut and I am not even 3 months. It is amazing how different the pregnancies are. I am excited to find out what we are having though. It won't be until January, so it will be a late Christmas present. The baby EDD is May 20th, but I have c-sections so it will be a week before that. I crave the craziest things. I have been craving chic-fil-a sauce for weeks. Spencer went and bought me these two huge containers of sauce. I threw up a turkey sandwich, so I can't stand the sight or smell of turkey. I had a major craving for KFC's coleslaw. I even ate it for breakfast....gross! Needless to say, I am curious to see how the rest of the pregnancy goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7952907165169275154?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7952907165169275154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7952907165169275154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7952907165169275154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7952907165169275154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8661372305692194006</id><published>2011-09-20T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:02:10.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel's 15 month check-up</title><content type='html'>Weight: 22lbs....16%&lt;br /&gt;Height: 31 in....46%&lt;br /&gt;Head:19.75...98%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically he is a skinny average height kid with a big head. :) I can't believe he is so skinny. He eats more than Tarren does. It is amazing how our bodies have such different metabolisms. Samuel can be so sweet at times and then a little stinker the other times. I love that when I get home from work, he freaks out because he is so excited to see me. He can't run fast enough to me! His new thing is sitting on me when I am laying down. He has to climb right up on top of me and sit down even if it is right on my neck. If I try to move him, he freaks out. Silly kid. He loves to follow his brother around and copy whatever he is doing. He loves to walk around and around and explore everything. He can give the funniest pout face that makes me laugh everytime. He still loves to eat meat. He will eat most fruit and some veggies. He loves chocolate just like his mom. He is so fun to squeeze and you just want to hug him over and over and over. He loves to give kisses. He hates getting his diaper changed, but likes to throw away the dirty diaper. He is the funniest kid! I love him so much and can't believe that he is growing so fast and isn't my baby anymore. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8661372305692194006?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8661372305692194006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8661372305692194006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8661372305692194006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8661372305692194006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/09/samuels-15-month-check-up.html' title='Samuel&apos;s 15 month check-up'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5110161220178089235</id><published>2011-09-08T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T18:34:25.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Halloween here yet....?</title><content type='html'>I can not wait until Halloween. It is one of my favorite holidays because we dress up in a family theme and go trick or treating. This year I am a little bummed because we have one of our final games on Halloween, but I am hoping it will finish early. Then, we can still go trick 'o' treating. We only have like a month and half left, but who is counting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5110161220178089235?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5110161220178089235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5110161220178089235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5110161220178089235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5110161220178089235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-halloween-here-yet.html' title='Is Halloween here yet....?'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2668804879202720122</id><published>2011-08-14T11:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:49:16.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Time is here...</title><content type='html'>So, it is time for school to almost start which means it is time for me to go back to work. We start our teacher inservice days on Tuesday, but last week I had to go to a couple of different trainings. We had a coaches UIL training on Friday morning. All of the coaches in the district have to be there. So, I got to see all of my old co-workers from last year. It was weird to not be sitting with them and to not be wearing maroon. All of the coaches from Katy seem very nice and I think it will be a good year. After lunch on Friday, I went up to Katy to meet with the A.P. and he showed me around. He introduced me to the front office people and showed me around. It was weird because they have all of the 8th grade group pictures hanging on the wall and I was able to find my picture in there. I am going to go up there tomorrow and get my office together. Here is to a new year and new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2668804879202720122?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2668804879202720122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2668804879202720122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2668804879202720122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2668804879202720122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/08/school-time-is-here.html' title='School Time is here...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1551361033029943175</id><published>2011-08-14T11:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:43:53.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery Green</title><content type='html'>After the Zoo, we went to Discovery Green to play on the splash pad. It helped cool us down. Tarren woke up and was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0DiK_B3m6A/Tkf5jtxagSI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bt6hAi3StjA/s1600/8-2-11%2B077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640751450282426658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0DiK_B3m6A/Tkf5jtxagSI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bt6hAi3StjA/s200/8-2-11%2B077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFZGFfAKnic/Tkf56rwsmAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/QIUvyOebBzA/s1600/8-2-11%2B082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640751844879538178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFZGFfAKnic/Tkf56rwsmAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/QIUvyOebBzA/s200/8-2-11%2B082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcY_6e3lx6s/Tkf6OFLbdvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/e92jCF2Ov_I/s1600/8-2-11%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640752178120062706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kcY_6e3lx6s/Tkf6OFLbdvI/AAAAAAAAA-s/e92jCF2Ov_I/s200/8-2-11%2B078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPVv3HEtscA/Tkf6xKjIyrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/lXRz6tC6ZkM/s1600/8-2-11%2B086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640752780857100978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iPVv3HEtscA/Tkf6xKjIyrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/lXRz6tC6ZkM/s200/8-2-11%2B086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ot1pt96Rcs/Tkf7CbJDsiI/AAAAAAAAA-8/aS-ZUxVqYuc/s1600/8-2-11%2B099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640753077368893986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ot1pt96Rcs/Tkf7CbJDsiI/AAAAAAAAA-8/aS-ZUxVqYuc/s200/8-2-11%2B099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All wiped out at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3649540782606288508-1551361033029943175?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1551361033029943175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1551361033029943175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1551361033029943175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1551361033029943175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/08/discovery-green.html' title='Discovery Green'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g0DiK_B3m6A/Tkf5jtxagSI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bt6hAi3StjA/s72-c/8-2-11%2B077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-265040336483517472</id><published>2011-08-14T11:15:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:32:38.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>We went to the Zoo on a free day. I figured since it was over a 100 degrees outside that not that many people would be there. Boy was I wrong! When we got there, the parking lot was packed and the line to find a spot was huge. We drove around and around. Thank goodness Spencer's mom's husband has a handicap parking sticker. They were able to park fast and then find someone that was leaving and follow them to their spot so that we could get it. We went in and stayed for a couple of hours. It wasn't too hot because of the shade trees and Spencer's mom brought a cold watermelon, so that helped cool us off a lot.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FjcFR1QYf6o/Tkf1k-r0TgI/AAAAAAAAA9c/G2Rgp0NbVUQ/s1600/8-2-11%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640747073955712514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FjcFR1QYf6o/Tkf1k-r0TgI/AAAAAAAAA9c/G2Rgp0NbVUQ/s200/8-2-11%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWBcXv3rSoM/Tkf12ett1yI/AAAAAAAAA9k/gVp76qODzig/s1600/8-2-11%2B045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640747374611388194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWBcXv3rSoM/Tkf12ett1yI/AAAAAAAAA9k/gVp76qODzig/s200/8-2-11%2B045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meme and Pop Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDQSxGR53Q0/Tkf2OFBiwGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vFFAflzjNWQ/s1600/8-2-11%2B051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640747780032086114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDQSxGR53Q0/Tkf2OFBiwGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/vFFAflzjNWQ/s200/8-2-11%2B051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like Father Like Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEA1v0CMmHw/Tkf2xi1y5fI/AAAAAAAAA90/aU1Tdbh0YEM/s1600/8-2-11%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640748389331297778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEA1v0CMmHw/Tkf2xi1y5fI/AAAAAAAAA90/aU1Tdbh0YEM/s200/8-2-11%2B056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6xWT3ZaaguY/Tkf3EZKbNmI/AAAAAAAAA98/8X0HKbzBbNQ/s1600/8-2-11%2B057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640748713150985826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6xWT3ZaaguY/Tkf3EZKbNmI/AAAAAAAAA98/8X0HKbzBbNQ/s200/8-2-11%2B057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvGgA4vmQE8/Tkf3W72kDkI/AAAAAAAAA-E/URcX-n84MHk/s1600/8-2-11%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640749031700565570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvGgA4vmQE8/Tkf3W72kDkI/AAAAAAAAA-E/URcX-n84MHk/s200/8-2-11%2B060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkC-_bA_lWA/Tkf31KWy6JI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yDZshNg-JCM/s1600/8-2-11%2B073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640749550989928594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkC-_bA_lWA/Tkf31KWy6JI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yDZshNg-JCM/s200/8-2-11%2B073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm-WsuFB9tE/Tkf4fKXVjqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/r7BApVWs8YI/s1600/8-2-11%2B075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640750272546705058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm-WsuFB9tE/Tkf4fKXVjqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/r7BApVWs8YI/s200/8-2-11%2B075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-265040336483517472?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/265040336483517472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=265040336483517472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/265040336483517472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/265040336483517472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/08/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FjcFR1QYf6o/Tkf1k-r0TgI/AAAAAAAAA9c/G2Rgp0NbVUQ/s72-c/8-2-11%2B042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-713370973364051747</id><published>2011-08-03T14:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:18:24.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys</title><content type='html'>Samuel is finally walking for the most part. He will get up and walk and then decide to crawl and drop down to his knees. He still likes to hold on to at least one hand when he wants to go fast. He started walking at 13 months. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uYiFePMr9AE/TjmcbfdZ-mI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pMzWxuvb9cI/s1600/7-30-11%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636708404746123874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uYiFePMr9AE/TjmcbfdZ-mI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pMzWxuvb9cI/s200/7-30-11%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren kept trying to knock him over when he was first trying to walk, but after getting in trouble for it a couple of times he has stopped. They love to play together, but they also like to fight over things. One thing in particular is the toy car. Every now and then they will have a sweet brotherly love where Tarren will push Samuel around in the car or they will sit in the car together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Me9mej6qtkA/TjmdW8ibXZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/P_ifwg-69MA/s1600/7-25-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636709426164096402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Me9mej6qtkA/TjmdW8ibXZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/P_ifwg-69MA/s200/7-25-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZAb7GyDZM/TjmdrVJ855I/AAAAAAAAA8k/GdL8hQrzoig/s1600/7-25-11%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636709776369706898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZAb7GyDZM/TjmdrVJ855I/AAAAAAAAA8k/GdL8hQrzoig/s200/7-25-11%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2NBJoox4Cc/Tjmd6X4wWvI/AAAAAAAAA8s/359umYK7Yko/s1600/7-25-11%2B%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636710034800925426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2NBJoox4Cc/Tjmd6X4wWvI/AAAAAAAAA8s/359umYK7Yko/s200/7-25-11%2B%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They LOVE to play in the balls. That room is such a mess after they play in there, but it keeps them busy for hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIeXev2TQto/TjmekIrHBBI/AAAAAAAAA80/3Wdmtd9vXEI/s1600/7-24-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636710752271664146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIeXev2TQto/TjmekIrHBBI/AAAAAAAAA80/3Wdmtd9vXEI/s200/7-24-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q93mrBe26xA/Tjme2aaI_NI/AAAAAAAAA88/x1PM1ZLprs8/s1600/7-25-11%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636711066269973714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q93mrBe26xA/Tjme2aaI_NI/AAAAAAAAA88/x1PM1ZLprs8/s200/7-25-11%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-713370973364051747?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/713370973364051747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=713370973364051747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/713370973364051747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/713370973364051747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/08/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uYiFePMr9AE/TjmcbfdZ-mI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pMzWxuvb9cI/s72-c/7-30-11%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1850141960946664318</id><published>2011-08-03T13:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:05:01.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park/Anna's Bday</title><content type='html'>So, this summer I have been working my butt off to get back into shape after Samuel. I found it way harder to lose the weight this time around. I think it is because with Samuel I did nothing but eat. When I was pregnant with Tarren, I excercised somewhat and ate pretty healthy. I dropped the weight within a few months. Samuel it has taken me 13 months. When we decide to get pregnant with a third one, I am going to go hardcore on the exercise and eat way healthy and see how the outcome is after I have the baby. I think it will be way easier to get back to my original weight. Anyways, I have been running about 4 times a week and I take the kids in a double stroller. After I am done jogging, I will let them play at the park. One time, we had a bunch of old bread so I let them feed the ducks. I love being so close to a jogging park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ht-GSawftI/TjmYimBfLaI/AAAAAAAAA7c/0Xwyd4HhDV0/s1600/7-16-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704128720645538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ht-GSawftI/TjmYimBfLaI/AAAAAAAAA7c/0Xwyd4HhDV0/s200/7-16-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeJcTVrbbAY/TjmYxs7TvlI/AAAAAAAAA7k/7qMV8f_5WaM/s1600/7-16-11%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704388271816274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeJcTVrbbAY/TjmYxs7TvlI/AAAAAAAAA7k/7qMV8f_5WaM/s200/7-16-11%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ducks are very brave and they started to chase after Tarren to try and get the bread. It was quite funny! Tarren loves to throw rocks in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4MxBlrciPs/TjmZP5FeqGI/AAAAAAAAA7s/DN6jRN8M4IY/s1600/7-16-11%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636704906931775586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4MxBlrciPs/TjmZP5FeqGI/AAAAAAAAA7s/DN6jRN8M4IY/s200/7-16-11%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Anna's Bday party in Dayton. It was really cute. They had a winnie the pooh theme and so the kids all got character headbands with ears on them. They had a see-saw there. I have not seen a see-saw like this since I was a kid. So, it was fun to take a ride on...well kind of. I forgot how uncomfortable your butt gets. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vcNkkm0ploc/TjmaM7qKUZI/AAAAAAAAA70/K6UgqgOfSw0/s1600/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636705955594523026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vcNkkm0ploc/TjmaM7qKUZI/AAAAAAAAA70/K6UgqgOfSw0/s200/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xylxt_bjjP4/Tjmanmii8QI/AAAAAAAAA78/iDmTqai7psE/s1600/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636706413781905666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xylxt_bjjP4/Tjmanmii8QI/AAAAAAAAA78/iDmTqai7psE/s200/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ-gi0VHIUk/TjmbC3LqPpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/plDYwcyh-nQ/s1600/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636706882105786002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJ-gi0VHIUk/TjmbC3LqPpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/plDYwcyh-nQ/s200/7-23-11%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdIARgDgbfo/TjmbigNkE9I/AAAAAAAAA8M/dXq0ZT3KRSI/s1600/7-23-11%2B6%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636707425695568850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdIARgDgbfo/TjmbigNkE9I/AAAAAAAAA8M/dXq0ZT3KRSI/s200/7-23-11%2B6%2BAnna%2527s%2Bbday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1850141960946664318?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1850141960946664318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1850141960946664318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1850141960946664318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1850141960946664318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/08/parkannas-bday.html' title='Park/Anna&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ht-GSawftI/TjmYimBfLaI/AAAAAAAAA7c/0Xwyd4HhDV0/s72-c/7-16-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6227139006418025584</id><published>2011-07-07T20:51:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:44:11.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Trip and Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>We went to down to Galveston to go to the beach and enjoy a little sun. We decieded to rent a bicycle and take a ride along the seawall. I really liked the bike because it had two kids seats on front. The kids seemed to enjoy it for the most part, but I think Spencer had the most fun. He was a pedaling maniac!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QB8YNHGR_qA/ThZjKk7Nr4I/AAAAAAAAA40/WR-FFaGcsBE/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626793817807892354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QB8YNHGR_qA/ThZjKk7Nr4I/AAAAAAAAA40/WR-FFaGcsBE/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1j0GWlNdyIA/ThZjbcWy8fI/AAAAAAAAA48/e_tnIGVikIU/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794107565437426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1j0GWlNdyIA/ThZjbcWy8fI/AAAAAAAAA48/e_tnIGVikIU/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEVTpp7Y_Fw/ThZjt7ChrDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/6Wpb3bYdUF0/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794425039563826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cEVTpp7Y_Fw/ThZjt7ChrDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/6Wpb3bYdUF0/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the beach and took a dip in the water. Tarren enjoyed playing in the water, Spencer built a sand castle and Samuel and I ended up walking back and forth up and down the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EI0xtYUeg8c/ThZkLYV4dDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/MTnN4FKIgdI/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794931121583154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EI0xtYUeg8c/ThZkLYV4dDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/MTnN4FKIgdI/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dZdo4Hive0/ThZklmz0qbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/zytlXY1Zbmg/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626795381681858994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1dZdo4Hive0/ThZklmz0qbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/zytlXY1Zbmg/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6k0hgBluGwA/ThZk7eDwmvI/AAAAAAAAA5c/A3lrgSr_alA/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626795757289904882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6k0hgBluGwA/ThZk7eDwmvI/AAAAAAAAA5c/A3lrgSr_alA/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel loved to sit and chill, but I caught him eating the sand quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1afEiK8RKOA/ThZlSG4RzWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J6gctIOQ6hI/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626796146204724578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1afEiK8RKOA/ThZlSG4RzWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J6gctIOQ6hI/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-PNcx11tM0/ThZlmC5X3VI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hxB2GUQXvRE/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626796488732958034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-PNcx11tM0/ThZlmC5X3VI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hxB2GUQXvRE/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viB-j3IVBFQ/ThZl8kfMc3I/AAAAAAAAA50/p0Sh9Vzh4Wk/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626796875707085682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viB-j3IVBFQ/ThZl8kfMc3I/AAAAAAAAA50/p0Sh9Vzh4Wk/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to "The Spot" to get something to eat. It was very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QB3ghSEbr3U/ThZmaY1iD3I/AAAAAAAAA58/SFSr9Zq_x4c/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626797387975626610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QB3ghSEbr3U/ThZmaY1iD3I/AAAAAAAAA58/SFSr9Zq_x4c/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ_54IFTlNE/ThZmvF9J3kI/AAAAAAAAA6E/38sSmvCgQlM/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626797743684574786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ_54IFTlNE/ThZmvF9J3kI/AAAAAAAAA6E/38sSmvCgQlM/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lhMOmK7_qI/ThZnc782kXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uOqrc3m2DHY/s1600/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626798531272937842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lhMOmK7_qI/ThZnc782kXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uOqrc3m2DHY/s200/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JULY 4TH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Kemah Boardwalk to see the fireworks and feed the stingrays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ombi-ojnX_0/ThZn9PaHU0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/WigL9nKe6c0/s1600/July%2B4th%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626799086251758402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ombi-ojnX_0/ThZn9PaHU0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/WigL9nKe6c0/s200/July%2B4th%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWjqRU823dY/ThZoYAVAToI/AAAAAAAAA6c/yMULf3sDc_Y/s1600/July%2B4th%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626799546060263042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWjqRU823dY/ThZoYAVAToI/AAAAAAAAA6c/yMULf3sDc_Y/s200/July%2B4th%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren played in the little water spout splash zone they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zude0mF_W2U/ThZo8S_jV4I/AAAAAAAAA6k/OQnmbMp6F4Q/s1600/July%2B4th%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626800169545848706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zude0mF_W2U/ThZo8S_jV4I/AAAAAAAAA6k/OQnmbMp6F4Q/s200/July%2B4th%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fed the stingrays and looked at the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbTqiQoWpn0/ThZqxlh7m9I/AAAAAAAAA6s/lNX9iDf5sUo/s1600/July%2B4th%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626802184566578130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbTqiQoWpn0/ThZqxlh7m9I/AAAAAAAAA6s/lNX9iDf5sUo/s200/July%2B4th%2B030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cx4eHes_iYQ/ThZrPPA7k6I/AAAAAAAAA60/ksWzV3zlYTg/s1600/July%2B4th%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626802693918659490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cx4eHes_iYQ/ThZrPPA7k6I/AAAAAAAAA60/ksWzV3zlYTg/s200/July%2B4th%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdGj8Qly3hc/ThZr0kLZdOI/AAAAAAAAA68/HahF0O2zeNA/s1600/July%2B4th%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626803335254865122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdGj8Qly3hc/ThZr0kLZdOI/AAAAAAAAA68/HahF0O2zeNA/s200/July%2B4th%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fruqjXpx3jE/ThZsO-myw4I/AAAAAAAAA7E/-qWU32z4YVM/s1600/July%2B4th%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626803789025690498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fruqjXpx3jE/ThZsO-myw4I/AAAAAAAAA7E/-qWU32z4YVM/s200/July%2B4th%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fireworks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pS72Jva32cc/ThZs1N-zGpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/y3NyVENt6QU/s1600/July%2B4th%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626804445987936914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pS72Jva32cc/ThZs1N-zGpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/y3NyVENt6QU/s200/July%2B4th%2B044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXLUmWUCAk0/ThZtQPryvQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/zppsY_37PgI/s1600/July%2B4th%2B046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626804910301560066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXLUmWUCAk0/ThZtQPryvQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/zppsY_37PgI/s200/July%2B4th%2B046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6227139006418025584?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6227139006418025584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6227139006418025584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6227139006418025584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6227139006418025584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/07/beach-trip-and-fourth-of-july.html' title='Beach Trip and Fourth of July'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QB8YNHGR_qA/ThZjKk7Nr4I/AAAAAAAAA40/WR-FFaGcsBE/s72-c/6-30-11%2BBeach%2BTrip%2B025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2332135682847839307</id><published>2011-06-28T18:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:08:27.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars 2</title><content type='html'>We went and saw Cars 2. It was pretty good, well at least the parts that I saw. Let's just say Samuel does not like to sit still. He is in the assisted walking phase and will grab your fingers and take off. If he doesn't get to go where he wants to go when he wants to go he begins to throw a tantrum. Not fun! I spent most of the movie on the side of the movie theater with him and then in the lobby when he really started to cry. Oh well. At least it was cheap because it was early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2332135682847839307?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2332135682847839307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2332135682847839307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2332135682847839307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2332135682847839307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/06/cars-2.html' title='Cars 2'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4475369506545514248</id><published>2011-06-20T11:59:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:22:05.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel is ONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Samuel turned one yesterday on 6-19-11. We had a kiddie pool party for him on Saturday. He did a really good job on eating his cupcake. He LOVES food! The kids seemed to have fun in the pool and Samuel just wanted to walk around. He uses us as a walker. If he is sitting in my lap and wants down, he will wiggle till he is on the floor and then reach back for each hand. Once he has them, he is off. He is quite the character. He loves to play with his brother and follow him around. He will try to climb on anything. He has a total of 8 teeth now and is trying to walk by himself, but he isn't quite there. He loves to give open mouthed kisses and what seems like a head butt. He will look at me with his big blue eyes and make my heart melt. He also does this thing where he raises his eyebrows, like who me. It makes me laugh! He is not a fan of milk. He still wants to drink out of the bottle and he still wants formula. We went to the doctor today and his stats are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 19 1/2...not sure what percentile probably the 90th though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 29 1/2...40%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 21 lbs 7 oz.... 30%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really only says mama and dada right now, but he is very good at pointing and grunting. He is a doll and I can't wait to see him continue to grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cxtk-w5r60/Tf9_XBK8gqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kQTghcIK1ms/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620350893409731234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cxtk-w5r60/Tf9_XBK8gqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kQTghcIK1ms/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcCMAZIhYyM/Tf9_vPjfTPI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7II4VcH5Py4/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620351309587631346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcCMAZIhYyM/Tf9_vPjfTPI/AAAAAAAAA4U/7II4VcH5Py4/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cupcake Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkaR911g07o/Tf-AN3XrNtI/AAAAAAAAA4c/laaRuwmneUs/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620351835671574226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EkaR911g07o/Tf-AN3XrNtI/AAAAAAAAA4c/laaRuwmneUs/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUmllrk59d8/Tf-At-vTd1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/h7BsF-uiT9s/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620352387405543250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUmllrk59d8/Tf-At-vTd1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/h7BsF-uiT9s/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2ihGEZH_E4/Tf-BJiL9FNI/AAAAAAAAA4s/A5TuWBXhyfE/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620352860777419986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2ihGEZH_E4/Tf-BJiL9FNI/AAAAAAAAA4s/A5TuWBXhyfE/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-waal70t9VCE/Tf9-_-CH5XI/AAAAAAAAA4E/gCjf01y5jPo/s1600/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620350497430431090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-waal70t9VCE/Tf9-_-CH5XI/AAAAAAAAA4E/gCjf01y5jPo/s200/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More eating time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4475369506545514248?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4475369506545514248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4475369506545514248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4475369506545514248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4475369506545514248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/06/samuel-is-one.html' title='Samuel is ONE!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cxtk-w5r60/Tf9_XBK8gqI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kQTghcIK1ms/s72-c/6-18-11%2BSamuel%2527s%2B1st%2BBirthday%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6157400449331533952</id><published>2011-06-12T19:41:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:12:20.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2011</title><content type='html'>We had the Anguiano Family Reunion this weekend. We went to San Antonio on Thursday and went down the river walk and just looked around. We also had a swimming pool at our hotel, so we went swimming a lot. Tarren loved it! He didn't want to leave ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHXswFlUoaQ/TfVdJBlaMSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ad4-yNHfwFU/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617498519840108834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHXswFlUoaQ/TfVdJBlaMSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ad4-yNHfwFU/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goWnkHYkCIA/TfVdbGXztnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/aRPXtTL0r_o/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617498830362883698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goWnkHYkCIA/TfVdbGXztnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/aRPXtTL0r_o/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWRB0k6PB8k/TfVd5tLfA-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/p_oIGPJPdYs/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617499356176253922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWRB0k6PB8k/TfVd5tLfA-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/p_oIGPJPdYs/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7rCetY8Hqw/TfVe0xVLxDI/AAAAAAAAA28/ii_8DTnbfww/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617500370902959154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7rCetY8Hqw/TfVe0xVLxDI/AAAAAAAAA28/ii_8DTnbfww/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNP9UO0I8kE/TfVeZZvuo0I/AAAAAAAAA2s/4unoIhvc_iI/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617499900715377474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNP9UO0I8kE/TfVeZZvuo0I/AAAAAAAAA2s/4unoIhvc_iI/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7TC_MIW-8Y/TfVenyajasI/AAAAAAAAA20/rmkvsdIUDE8/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617500147855616706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7TC_MIW-8Y/TfVenyajasI/AAAAAAAAA20/rmkvsdIUDE8/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnJCeDaoHeQ/TfVfFOwl-YI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5rzewNjrpIU/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617500653680458114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnJCeDaoHeQ/TfVfFOwl-YI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5rzewNjrpIU/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv68pp7zzjA/TfVfQvQn28I/AAAAAAAAA3M/z-4R0m9L9wE/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617500851383294914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xv68pp7zzjA/TfVfQvQn28I/AAAAAAAAA3M/z-4R0m9L9wE/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jll_HYExPgc/TfVflb00QNI/AAAAAAAAA3U/bVsLYEztPf8/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617501206943645906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jll_HYExPgc/TfVflb00QNI/AAAAAAAAA3U/bVsLYEztPf8/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a pool with a slide on Saturday with all of the family. Tarren loved going down the slide. Samuel was indifferent to the water. He just chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AgCWWfmKuFk/TfVgdFMqaiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/pANRaDYzbHA/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617502162942323234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AgCWWfmKuFk/TfVgdFMqaiI/AAAAAAAAA3c/pANRaDYzbHA/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJ7yHCBaecI/TfVg8dKqJyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Jzl9IHQ3uWc/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617502701952313122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJ7yHCBaecI/TfVg8dKqJyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Jzl9IHQ3uWc/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, we went to an arcade for pizza and games. We went on the bumper cars, but I didn't get a picture. We played lots of games and had fun. Samuel loved the carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xKYvXN8CA4/TfVhiKgN-SI/AAAAAAAAA3s/_m-xXn3GYyg/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617503349777496354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xKYvXN8CA4/TfVhiKgN-SI/AAAAAAAAA3s/_m-xXn3GYyg/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp9WLPlbnZo/TfVjWYJJzNI/AAAAAAAAA38/iT7o1D0MC90/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617505346303675602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp9WLPlbnZo/TfVjWYJJzNI/AAAAAAAAA38/iT7o1D0MC90/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDZDp7mQFik/TfVjI0pCORI/AAAAAAAAA30/Q0j5rB3_j74/s1600/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617505113435420946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDZDp7mQFik/TfVjI0pCORI/AAAAAAAAA30/Q0j5rB3_j74/s200/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miniature Golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun and look forward to next year! Since we have been home, Tarren has gone to the potty twice! That is a record for us! Hopefully, he will keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6157400449331533952?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6157400449331533952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6157400449331533952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6157400449331533952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6157400449331533952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-reunion-2011.html' title='Family Reunion 2011'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XHXswFlUoaQ/TfVdJBlaMSI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ad4-yNHfwFU/s72-c/6-11-11%2BFamily%2BReunion%2B029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8006251897145645762</id><published>2011-05-31T18:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:30:18.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a blast!</title><content type='html'>We went and spent the weekend in San Antonio for our 5 year anniversary. It was so much fun! We went to six flags and we had a lot of fun, but my stomach is not like it use to be. We rode the rides and then went to the water park. It was nice to float the lazy river. We got our caricature done and we did the theme of peter pan and tinkerbell. We took a few pictures with the cartoon characters there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txd2eiQ5lEc/TeV4YbWwCwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ZIly-FJsjaM/s1600/5-30-11%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613024871642565378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txd2eiQ5lEc/TeV4YbWwCwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ZIly-FJsjaM/s200/5-30-11%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nZ5biXfCDc/TeV4pLHldXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PfLDSxwDdgI/s1600/5-30-11%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613025159341766002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nZ5biXfCDc/TeV4pLHldXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/PfLDSxwDdgI/s200/5-30-11%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids stayed at their mimi's house. They had a blast, but I sure missed them. They both love the trampoline. I think we are going to get one pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoV99lBJiwg/TeV5HBZPBvI/AAAAAAAAA14/ow5DpEtdkUQ/s1600/5-30-11%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613025672127514354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PoV99lBJiwg/TeV5HBZPBvI/AAAAAAAAA14/ow5DpEtdkUQ/s200/5-30-11%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzTWI6NN3TU/TeV5k9Kf9gI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1rfiO1amAwE/s1600/5-30-11%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613026186388043266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzTWI6NN3TU/TeV5k9Kf9gI/AAAAAAAAA2I/1rfiO1amAwE/s200/5-30-11%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSO7MERArt8/TeV5ZBeWAXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/6eXL9_0cH4E/s1600/5-30-11%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613025981386588530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TSO7MERArt8/TeV5ZBeWAXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/6eXL9_0cH4E/s200/5-30-11%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 1 1/2 days left of school! YEA!!! We are going up to San Antonio again for family reunion,but this time we are bringing the boys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8006251897145645762?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8006251897145645762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8006251897145645762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8006251897145645762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8006251897145645762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-blast.html' title='What a blast!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txd2eiQ5lEc/TeV4YbWwCwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ZIly-FJsjaM/s72-c/5-30-11%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3237766389893511440</id><published>2011-05-28T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:59:14.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is in sight!</title><content type='html'>Well, the end of the school year is just around the corner. We have 2 1/2 days left. It is bitter sweet for me. I was reassigned, so I will not be coming back to my school next year. It is sad to clean out my desk completely. So, I am happy for Summer to be here, but I am sad to leave and move on. However, the reassignment does have some positives. I will only be 2 minutes away from my house and I look good in red(their school colors). I am going back to my old junior high. I am going to be a TIGER again. I will be teaching the same class and doing the same thing, but it will be like starting all over again with a whole new set of students. It will be weird to go back to the school I went to junior high at. The actual building was new my 8th grade year. So, we were the first 8th grade class to graduate from the new building. I remember as a high school student I wanted to get out of Katy so bad. I told myself I would never come back to Katy. However, I found myself back here 5 years ago. I wasn't teaching at Katy, so I told myself it was ok. Funny, now I will be teaching at Katy. It's not a bad thing. I am kind of excited to see how things go. I will miss my co-workers at Cinco and all the good times we had, but at least we are still close enough we can hang out. I will miss the students I have taught and miss seeing them grow and progress, but I guess that is what facebook will help with...right? So, as the school year ends and the summer begins, I will be thinking of all the great times I had at Cinco. It will be weird next year when I am setting up my new desk and I won't have Anabell or Susan there to make me laugh. I guess I will just have to call them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer and I are celebrating our 5th wedding anniversary this weekend. We dropped the kids off at their mimi's house and we are off to San Antonio. It is weird not to have the kids with us. It is too quiet. I enjoy hearing their giggles in the back seat and their noises. It will be nice though to have some mommy and daddy time. The last 5 years have been the best years of my life. Spencer is the most amazing man I have ever met. He is so unselfish! He loves me so much and he doesn't only say it everyday...he shows me everyday! I know in my heart he would die for me if he had to! I love how he looks at me like I am the hottest person in the world! I remember our wedding like it was yesterday. I am so glad he chose me to be with him for forever! We are going to be kids again this weekend and go to Six Flags. I will post pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren is growing so fast! He has the cutest sayings. He will say, " I can't want to do that" instead of saying I don't want to do that. He will say, "motor bicycle" instead of motorcycle. He knows his shapes and will point them out on stuff he sees. He knows his colors and loves to be read to. He is a great big brother. He will ask where's the baby when he can't see Samuel. He loves to make Samuel laugh. He got new shoes and refers to them as his cool shoes. He wanted to show his babysitter them so bad. So, he wore them there the next day and when I dropped him off he didn't say anything. He just propped his foot up waiting for her to see. It was cute. I am going to work on potty training him as soon as school is out. I am just tired of buying so many diapers. We will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel is crawling good now. One minute he will be in the living room and the next he is in the kitchen. He is pulling up and pushing a walking toy around. So, I think he will be walking in the next couple of months. He loves to eat anything we are eating. He is done with baby food. He will refuse to eat it. He loves to follow us around and be held. He says mama very clearly now and then just all kinds of other sounds. He loves his big brother and loves to go in his room and mess up all of the toys. He loves to lean in and get kisses. He also is very ticklish. He will be 1 in about 3 weeks. I can't believe my baby is almost 1. This year went way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am off to have fun at Six Flags...MORE FLAGS...MORE FUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3237766389893511440?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3237766389893511440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3237766389893511440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3237766389893511440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3237766389893511440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-is-in-sight.html' title='The end is in sight!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7213151526532167443</id><published>2011-04-30T13:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:18:19.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Mother's Day Present</title><content type='html'>I am super tired of my digital camera giving red eye every time I take a picture. So, for Mother's Day I wanted a new camera. I was looking at getting one of those really big cameras that have the super big lenses that you can attach, but Spencer talked me out of it. He asked me would you really want to carry an extra case just for the camera stuff. He has a point. I already have my hands full with babies, diaper bag and a purse. So, he found this camera that is freaking cool and it is the size of a small digital camera. It takes clear pictures and it lets you fix red eye on the picture. It is called the sony cyber shot tx100 and I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtzybPaR1Bk/TbxdAFrjPfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/N3AGxpc9XNw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 80px; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601454292648279538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtzybPaR1Bk/TbxdAFrjPfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/N3AGxpc9XNw/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is an example of red eye that it let me fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hRxdt4OJZ0/TbxdWOQ5XnI/AAAAAAAAA0o/0fhSJ8DPa2k/s1600/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601454672909524594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hRxdt4OJZ0/TbxdWOQ5XnI/AAAAAAAAA0o/0fhSJ8DPa2k/s200/DSC00002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iw0fGs-gLvk/TbxdnSPVIEI/AAAAAAAAA0w/GJLNg-xCH54/s1600/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601454966034473026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iw0fGs-gLvk/TbxdnSPVIEI/AAAAAAAAA0w/GJLNg-xCH54/s200/DSC00024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video quality is amazing and it lets you take a video and then in the middle of it watching it, you can decide you want a picture and push a button and you have your picture from your video. It is amazing and it is small! LOVE LOVE LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayLyIb8yUmE/TbxeMr0-osI/AAAAAAAAA04/v_kLxSHOEmw/s1600/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601455608558428866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayLyIb8yUmE/TbxeMr0-osI/AAAAAAAAA04/v_kLxSHOEmw/s200/DSC00023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer won tickets from a radio show to go to the racetrack. We have never gone before so we figured it would be an experience. We also got free dinner. Don't worry...we didn't bet. :) It was amazing how beautiful these horses are. We saw two horses that fell down and it was so sad. They couldn't get back up so they had to use a big trailer to carry them away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBgbWOY2K7g/Tbxe3Wk69UI/AAAAAAAAA1A/UyWhByLCaHA/s1600/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601456341588309314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fBgbWOY2K7g/Tbxe3Wk69UI/AAAAAAAAA1A/UyWhByLCaHA/s200/DSC00054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIR_y24gWfQ/TbxgTBdV5VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lNpUajop8uA/s1600/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601457916467340626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIR_y24gWfQ/TbxgTBdV5VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lNpUajop8uA/s200/DSC00048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7213151526532167443?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7213151526532167443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7213151526532167443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7213151526532167443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7213151526532167443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/04/early-mothers-day-present.html' title='Early Mother&apos;s Day Present'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtzybPaR1Bk/TbxdAFrjPfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/N3AGxpc9XNw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8130983959292903946</id><published>2011-04-24T15:59:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:23:16.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Tarren turned 3 today, but we had the party on Friday. He has been so excited to turn 3 and has been talking about it the last month. I asked him what type of party he wanted and he told me cars. So, that is what we had. We just had a simple party here at the house. I bought a few cars decorations and then made a cake and decorated it with car toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2AGXdqSEsIk/TbSQGjMiFmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TE2azMrEXCI/s1600/Tarren%2527s%2B3rd%2Bbday%2B4-22-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599258678929790562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2AGXdqSEsIk/TbSQGjMiFmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TE2azMrEXCI/s200/Tarren%2527s%2B3rd%2Bbday%2B4-22-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very excited. He kept saying "ooooooh" "wow". It was cute. We had hamburgers and hot dogs and let the kids play. It is a lot of fun because all of the kids are about the same age so they have a blast playing together. Tarren was very excited to blow out his candles and blew out the first one before Spencer even finished lighting the rest. So, we had to relight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oqZabEiPgs/TbSQvx_ECbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6nFjpIBLSSM/s1600/3rd%2Bbirthday%2B4-22-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599259387274463666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--oqZabEiPgs/TbSQvx_ECbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6nFjpIBLSSM/s200/3rd%2Bbirthday%2B4-22-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1VatxYGEz0/TbSQ3FI20xI/AAAAAAAAAzY/TzTTt48_Xww/s1600/Blowing%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bcandles%2B4-22-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599259512674898706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o1VatxYGEz0/TbSQ3FI20xI/AAAAAAAAAzY/TzTTt48_Xww/s200/Blowing%2Bout%2Bthe%2Bcandles%2B4-22-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got lots of cool toys and has been playing with them ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EASTER&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pearland yesterday to celebrate Easter. We had a wonderful dinner with all of the family and then we had the Easter egg hunt. Tarren understood it much better this year and kept telling his daddy, "we got to run to get the eggs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uka8QSUUoLM/TbSR4l7krpI/AAAAAAAAAzo/KytvIhta8HY/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599260638169050770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uka8QSUUoLM/TbSR4l7krpI/AAAAAAAAAzo/KytvIhta8HY/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvRJJE5fHtw/TbSSNgrjtVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/o7D5jQqSmMc/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599260997536953682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvRJJE5fHtw/TbSSNgrjtVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/o7D5jQqSmMc/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odNg14l0oA4/TbSSemWwskI/AAAAAAAAAz4/OBIdrclFwoM/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599261291118113346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odNg14l0oA4/TbSSemWwskI/AAAAAAAAAz4/OBIdrclFwoM/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel grabbed an Easter Egg or 2 with the help of his Mimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFNzLeXeu0c/TbSTErlunAI/AAAAAAAAA0A/bg5lOR5oAY4/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599261945358097410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFNzLeXeu0c/TbSTErlunAI/AAAAAAAAA0A/bg5lOR5oAY4/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't like the feel of grass on his legs, so he will take turns holding each leg up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eglC9IDMmGk/TbSTdJ9aowI/AAAAAAAAA0I/J3r46zOLhHA/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599262365827375874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eglC9IDMmGk/TbSTdJ9aowI/AAAAAAAAA0I/J3r46zOLhHA/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the eggs are found, we bring out the confetti eggs. They are fun, but you find confetti for days in your clothes and on your body. Tarren had a blast getting Mimi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wd1GyJUwdU/TbST-ebW8xI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Bjq-83_KRUs/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599262938257355538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wd1GyJUwdU/TbST-ebW8xI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Bjq-83_KRUs/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9j4v2cNuqA/TbSUE_k5rCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/HxvjHmy_WJw/s1600/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599263050234965026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9j4v2cNuqA/TbSUE_k5rCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/HxvjHmy_WJw/s200/Easter%2B2011%2B4-23-2011%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8130983959292903946?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8130983959292903946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8130983959292903946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8130983959292903946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8130983959292903946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-3rd-birthday.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2AGXdqSEsIk/TbSQGjMiFmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TE2azMrEXCI/s72-c/Tarren%2527s%2B3rd%2Bbday%2B4-22-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5623569628087064820</id><published>2011-04-16T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T19:25:59.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One long week...</title><content type='html'>This past week has been one of the longest weeks of my life. We found out that they were going to be doing lay-offs in our district. I was a little stressed out. We are not quite in a financial spot where I could not work yet plus we want to have a third child and I am not so sure we could afford that on a single income. Anyways, they came to our school to do the lay-offs on Wednesday and talk about being stressed. Everytime I heard a door open, I thought they were coming for me. They never came down to talk to me, so I guess for now I am safe. They laid off 7 people at our school. They are suppose to come back next week to do reassignments. I have a feeling I will probably be reassigned to another school because we have 3 PE teachers and I think they are going down to 2. We will see. I am just happy for now I have a job. On Thursday, the high school students decided to do a walk out and since our junior high is right next door to the high school, our kids decided to do the same. Friday a bunch of them just never came to class. It was one crazy week. It will be interesting to see how the next few go. On a positive note, we only have 7 more weeks until Summer vaction. I am looking forward to that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, these last few days Samuel has started to be a little more mobile. He is now laying on his stomach and dragging himself along as he pulls with his arms and pushes with his feet. He has quite the temper. He is WAY different than Tarren. You could Tarren no and he would stop, but Samuel seems to not really care and continues to do whatever he wants. He is a mama's boy for sure. He loves to be held by his mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MzEuDO-9ko/TaozQ50JohI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_PzOpf4W3A0/s1600/4-16-2011%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596341852451742226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MzEuDO-9ko/TaozQ50JohI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_PzOpf4W3A0/s200/4-16-2011%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7eSjEYS9o8/TaozamAAE2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/IEtBIrbsLdk/s1600/4-16-2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596342018931430242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7eSjEYS9o8/TaozamAAE2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/IEtBIrbsLdk/s200/4-16-2011%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The red eye in my camera is about to start driving me crazy!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren is turning 3 in a week. I can not believe it has already been 3 years! He is so excited! He keeps telling me that he wants a cars birthday party. So, we are just going to have a simple party with a cars cake. I caught him today singing happy birthday to himself. It was cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5623569628087064820?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5623569628087064820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5623569628087064820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5623569628087064820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5623569628087064820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-long-week.html' title='One long week...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9MzEuDO-9ko/TaozQ50JohI/AAAAAAAAAy4/_PzOpf4W3A0/s72-c/4-16-2011%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4091466401894902044</id><published>2011-03-19T11:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:56:25.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel is 9 months!!</title><content type='html'>My little baby is growing up way too fast! He is officially 9 months today. We took him to his 9 month appointment yesterday and here are his stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 19lbs 12 oz - 40%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 29 inches - 77%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 18 inches - ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has quite the little personality. He loves to laugh and smile. He loves to be held! He chews on anything he can and especially loves to put paper in his mouth. He has 6 teeth now. The top four all came in at once. That was fun times. He loves his older brother and will laugh and laugh when he is around. He loves to grab his hair and just touch him. He loves taking a bath. He loves to play peek-a-boo and clap. He loves this little piggie on his toes. He has not started to crawl yet, but he is starting to do the rocking forward. He does not like most baby food. He will clamp his mouth shut and not open it. He would much rather have our food or his brothers. I love this little boy and I can't wait to see more of his personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpecThDEvKA/TYTft23tLGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ELcaxOcClys/s1600/3-18-2011%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585835416762526818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpecThDEvKA/TYTft23tLGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ELcaxOcClys/s200/3-18-2011%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33PCmW339C4/TYTf09qqDKI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2Kdce-CPveM/s1600/3-18-2011%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585835538845928610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33PCmW339C4/TYTf09qqDKI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2Kdce-CPveM/s200/3-18-2011%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTMecTTF0Vg/TYTgGeKU9yI/AAAAAAAAAyw/xx2Fp845xRs/s1600/3-18-2011%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585835839626475298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTMecTTF0Vg/TYTgGeKU9yI/AAAAAAAAAyw/xx2Fp845xRs/s200/3-18-2011%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4091466401894902044?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4091466401894902044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4091466401894902044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4091466401894902044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4091466401894902044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/03/samuel-is-9-months.html' title='Samuel is 9 months!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpecThDEvKA/TYTft23tLGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ELcaxOcClys/s72-c/3-18-2011%2B012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7688053365303567627</id><published>2011-03-19T11:17:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:39:48.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo!!! Alan Jackson</title><content type='html'>We went to the Rodeo on Friday. We got there around 1:00. We usually get there later and don't have enough time to do everything, so this year we went earlier. We were able to do everything and then have some time left over. So, next year we are going to go around 3. That should give us plenty of time plus the kids can take a nap. They did a pretty good job until right before the actual rodeo. Tarren started getting really cranky. We let him run and play in the grass and that seemed to help. Samuel was cranky in the rodeo, which wasn't fun. He slept for about 20 minutes on Spencer, but then he woke up. I took him upstairs for a little bit, but he never feel asleep. He goes kind of crazy when he is tired. It was almost like he was on a sugar high. He was jumping up and down all crazy like. He also kept rubbing his head on me like a cat. It was kind of cute. When the fireworks went off he would scamper up me like a monkey, but he never cried. Tarren had a lot of fun when the rodeo started. He really likes music,so he was singing along. He would close his eyes and really get into it. I wish I had videoed him. He woke up this morning singing the chorus(or a couple of words of it) to one of the songs. Anyways, here are a few pictures from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PETTING ZOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwQl8apXXD0/TYTZKE1_1lI/AAAAAAAAAww/b_zBpJ6tozM/s1600/3-18-2011%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828204968400466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwQl8apXXD0/TYTZKE1_1lI/AAAAAAAAAww/b_zBpJ6tozM/s200/3-18-2011%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ax1iWbdQtU/TYTZizvTskI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WPDjFjBPT6k/s1600/3-18-2011%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828629873668674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ax1iWbdQtU/TYTZizvTskI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WPDjFjBPT6k/s200/3-18-2011%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64wsCPDn4TE/TYTZZAsXohI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1cLSK-0MnmU/s1600/3-18-2011%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828461552312850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64wsCPDn4TE/TYTZZAsXohI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1cLSK-0MnmU/s200/3-18-2011%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzgK7e6Fexo/TYTZQymvjZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/y-st13Rd0_o/s1600/3-18-2011%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828320331664786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzgK7e6Fexo/TYTZQymvjZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/y-st13Rd0_o/s200/3-18-2011%2B022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUN ON THE FARM (Samuel fell asleep)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egMg4yUGYeE/TYTZ6HuikNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QP_8dcWWsXw/s1600/3-18-2011%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585829030376149202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egMg4yUGYeE/TYTZ6HuikNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/QP_8dcWWsXw/s200/3-18-2011%2B038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1GI8675YU4/TYTaDAeGp7I/AAAAAAAAAxg/J0xQki2ZUHI/s1600/3-18-2011%2B041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585829183046985650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1GI8675YU4/TYTaDAeGp7I/AAAAAAAAAxg/J0xQki2ZUHI/s200/3-18-2011%2B041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Hc3fZ0tfY/TYTaKBHjx5I/AAAAAAAAAxo/K_bKhANQ5cA/s1600/3-18-2011%2B042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585829303479945106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f4Hc3fZ0tfY/TYTaKBHjx5I/AAAAAAAAAxo/K_bKhANQ5cA/s200/3-18-2011%2B042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAIBUP8Pus8/TYTcME3SbCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3AkY6cufE28/s1600/3-18-2011%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585831537868434466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAIBUP8Pus8/TYTcME3SbCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3AkY6cufE28/s200/3-18-2011%2B036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTERFLY EXHIBIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-td1PpyxAjro/TYTbOypfzkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/0hKHPS2CUcg/s1600/3-18-2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585830485006732866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-td1PpyxAjro/TYTbOypfzkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/0hKHPS2CUcg/s200/3-18-2011%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2XmdkLiF24/TYTbUxW0vEI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ysbsU9adoWI/s1600/3-18-2011%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585830587739192386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2XmdkLiF24/TYTbUxW0vEI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ysbsU9adoWI/s200/3-18-2011%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX1FWafoejA/TYTaRHXWwgI/AAAAAAAAAxw/3AI1V8NfR5w/s1600/3-18-2011%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585829425415897602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX1FWafoejA/TYTaRHXWwgI/AAAAAAAAAxw/3AI1V8NfR5w/s200/3-18-2011%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juaBdrcq-pg/TYTbaz9kE-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/Cv_JfplDFtw/s1600/3-18-2011%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585830691517764578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juaBdrcq-pg/TYTbaz9kE-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/Cv_JfplDFtw/s200/3-18-2011%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Happy Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJf1h6_xB9w/TYTZtDb5H3I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/GJOsLRSjtF8/s1600/3-18-2011%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585828805885894514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LJf1h6_xB9w/TYTZtDb5H3I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/GJOsLRSjtF8/s200/3-18-2011%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7688053365303567627?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7688053365303567627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7688053365303567627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7688053365303567627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7688053365303567627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/03/rodeo-alan-jackson.html' title='Rodeo!!! Alan Jackson'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwQl8apXXD0/TYTZKE1_1lI/AAAAAAAAAww/b_zBpJ6tozM/s72-c/3-18-2011%2B017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4316861272540949522</id><published>2011-03-16T10:02:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:27:14.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First part of Spring Break....</title><content type='html'>We had family come into town on Friday March 11th because Spencer's Mom was getting married on Saturday. We went to the wedding on Saturday and it was lovely. I did not get any pictures of the wedding...sorry. On Monday, we went to the Rockets game with Spencer's brother's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5cR6l58CuU/TYDRojZdb_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/47mZ3aiay_k/s1600/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584694032566415346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5cR6l58CuU/TYDRojZdb_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/47mZ3aiay_k/s200/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the game we took a group picture. Spencer, Texann, Samuel, Jared, Tarren, Jana, Ty, KaLynn, Trevor and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYLFvHFbvUk/TYDR8dGXRqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/b96bXgHeAkI/s1600/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584694374473090722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYLFvHFbvUk/TYDR8dGXRqI/AAAAAAAAAvY/b96bXgHeAkI/s200/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer's crazy hairdo. The best part was watching people's eyes as we walked by. When we got to our seats, there were some older women that wanted to take a picture of Spencer's hair. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yirwuzAwJbk/TYDSaERnfeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/6PJFtcJ_tCQ/s1600/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584694883205479906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yirwuzAwJbk/TYDSaERnfeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/6PJFtcJ_tCQ/s200/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, we went to the beach. It was pretty windy and chilly. We let the kids play in the sand for a little bit and then we took a ride on the ferry to feed the seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--B4ntYfKMAo/TYDS6iWWvII/AAAAAAAAAvo/Es2KaoMsugw/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584695441034230914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--B4ntYfKMAo/TYDS6iWWvII/AAAAAAAAAvo/Es2KaoMsugw/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2G7lgrf-lU4/TYDTZyouOsI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6EXAKMiAxeY/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584695977982180034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2G7lgrf-lU4/TYDTZyouOsI/AAAAAAAAAvw/6EXAKMiAxeY/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel LOVED the sand. He just kept raking his fingers through it. Afterwards, he was trying to eat it off his hand and would get mad every time I tried to wipe the sand off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wIfaEl6xx4/TYDTn-cwJNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/B_2-Z0RTxr4/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584696221671367890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wIfaEl6xx4/TYDTn-cwJNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/B_2-Z0RTxr4/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel's HUGE cheeks. It took me a long time to get him to look up. He just wanted to keep playing with the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5KXNGETYaQ/TYDT_bwOV4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/8KIk8TbcOF8/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584696624674658178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5KXNGETYaQ/TYDT_bwOV4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/8KIk8TbcOF8/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family picture on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr_KRz2MHeE/TYDUY_SqSGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ET46cweP9xM/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584697063711066210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr_KRz2MHeE/TYDUY_SqSGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ET46cweP9xM/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren loved throwing rocks in the water, but it was really cold. So, when the water would come rushing up and touch his feet, he would FREAK out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03xtphwQrUA/TYDUxv78QnI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/gPLsDZf7f6U/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584697489085973106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03xtphwQrUA/TYDUxv78QnI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/gPLsDZf7f6U/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584698066898554738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjDxIWZ6Xs4/TYDVTYdMj3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/ZdlNoc0K4fU/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hObpEfEKNQ8/TYDVa4l1WoI/AAAAAAAAAwg/hZRxBbag7YE/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584698195783801474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hObpEfEKNQ8/TYDVa4l1WoI/AAAAAAAAAwg/hZRxBbag7YE/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3kIbX_DpD0/TYDVkbm803I/AAAAAAAAAwo/DLJYPKw4sYA/s1600/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584698359802549106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3kIbX_DpD0/TYDVkbm803I/AAAAAAAAAwo/DLJYPKw4sYA/s200/Beach%2B3-15-2011%2B019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on the ferry to feed the seagulls. Samuel had fun holding the bread because it didn't matter if it was squished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun having family in town. Tarren really got attached to Jana. He woke up this morning asking, "where's Jana"? I told them they went home. I can't believe Spring Break is already half way over. There are more pictures to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4316861272540949522?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4316861272540949522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4316861272540949522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4316861272540949522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4316861272540949522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-part-of-spring-break.html' title='First part of Spring Break....'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5cR6l58CuU/TYDRojZdb_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/47mZ3aiay_k/s72-c/Rockets%2BGame%2B3-14-11%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6906334198590758478</id><published>2011-01-23T09:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T09:45:24.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Fun</title><content type='html'>We got these big coolers at work and they came in these big boxes. I thought I could take one home and use it for Tarren to play in. So, Spencer put it together and cut out the windows and made the door. My job was painting the letters that spelled out Tarren's House. We let Tarren paint on one side of the box and he loved that, but what he loved most of all was going in the box and playing. Once it was all finished, he played in there until it was time to go to bed. I went in the bedroom to lay down and Tarren came in and tried to bring his box with him. It was cute, but it does not fit through the door. So he had it right outside our bedroom door and played in it there. Spencer climbed in at first and he freaked out until he realized he could get in there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxLzU6tuTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/00hCDNZnZjI/s1600/1-22-11%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565406584683477298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxLzU6tuTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/00hCDNZnZjI/s200/1-22-11%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMGUW0CoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ZuMlMamNMjQ/s1600/1-22-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565406910950410882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMGUW0CoI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ZuMlMamNMjQ/s200/1-22-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMVLBaxSI/AAAAAAAAAus/WN9TwHpG5h0/s1600/1-22-11%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565407166142792994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMVLBaxSI/AAAAAAAAAus/WN9TwHpG5h0/s200/1-22-11%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMnMqXoYI/AAAAAAAAAu0/n9RCNYoQw80/s1600/Tarren%2527s%2BHouse%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565407475820634498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxMnMqXoYI/AAAAAAAAAu0/n9RCNYoQw80/s200/Tarren%2527s%2BHouse%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxM1RH_rWI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OXXXlvbSDsk/s1600/1-22-11%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565407717536804194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxM1RH_rWI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OXXXlvbSDsk/s200/1-22-11%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxM_psuvjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/zI2R7VSnuCo/s1600/1-22-11%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565407895932026418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxM_psuvjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/zI2R7VSnuCo/s200/1-22-11%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6906334198590758478?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6906334198590758478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6906334198590758478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6906334198590758478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6906334198590758478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/01/fort-fun.html' title='Fort Fun'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TTxLzU6tuTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/00hCDNZnZjI/s72-c/1-22-11%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1329134128320454970</id><published>2011-01-03T11:40:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:11:51.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>Spencer and I decided that for New Years Eve this year we were actually going to go out and do something with just the two of us. We kept meaning to go out on dates all last year, but we usually ended up taking the kids. So, this date made up for all the dates we missed through the year. My mother-in-law babysat the kids for us and we stayed the night at the Hyatt hotel downtown. It is so big! I have never been in a hotel like it. We got there at 5 and went up to our room. We had dinner reservation at 10:00 in the Spindletop and so we decided to relax a little before we got ready. We got the Supermario brothers for the Wii for Christmas and we love playing it. So, we brought the wii and plugged it into the big tv. We played for a little while and then got ready. They brought us champagne to our room, but since we don't drink alcohol they took it back and brought us sparkling cider. We went down to the lobby and they had a DJ going. We had drink tickets and so we went to get a non-alcoholic drink at the bar. It was funny to see their reaction when we asked for a non-alcoholic beverage. There was only one bar tender that made us a fruit drink. The rest didn't know what to do. They told us they had water. So, we had to go back to that bar tender if we wanted a drink other than water. We danced there for a little while and then we went to the 3rd floor and they had a band called the fab 5. We stayed for a little bit and then went to the basement and they had a latin band. We went to our dinner reservation and it was pretty neat. The whole restaurant spins while you are eating. It is a slow roation, but it is fast enough that you make it all the way around before dinner is over. It was really neat to see all the lights and buildings of downtown and on. After that, we went to an all you can eat dessert buffet. The desserts were pretty fancy. By the time we finished, it was about 15 minutes before the balloon drop. We went back to the lobby and dance. It was sooo crowded. We did the countdown and then over 50,000 balloons dropped. It was literally raining balloons. There were so many they were coming up past our knees. They had balloons the size of an exercise ball. We danced a little more and then went up to our room. It was an amazing night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIMyJJIZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/sgIWuY4STGs/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558018945715824562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIMyJJIZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/sgIWuY4STGs/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is right after we got ready to head out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIM6Kb0O3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/InRXVg0Zulw/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019083501583218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIM6Kb0O3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/InRXVg0Zulw/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where our hotel room was on the 24th floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINCrFF3TI/AAAAAAAAAtU/d5RiO-Y5MmE/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019229703593266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINCrFF3TI/AAAAAAAAAtU/d5RiO-Y5MmE/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer in the elevator. It went really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINlwqslsI/AAAAAAAAAts/Hp7Cf81kXrs/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019832498919106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINlwqslsI/AAAAAAAAAts/Hp7Cf81kXrs/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sparkling Cider delivered to our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIQIkSYg5I/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZcGAr8xOOeM/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558022629494391698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIQIkSYg5I/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZcGAr8xOOeM/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINdj1-1_I/AAAAAAAAAtk/Xzh-VdjbE-k/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019691617638386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINdj1-1_I/AAAAAAAAAtk/Xzh-VdjbE-k/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner at the Spindletop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPX-VlEXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/bWan4-pOGmc/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558021794673529202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPX-VlEXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/bWan4-pOGmc/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dessert buffet. YUMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINU_YV3pI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PvfxNO-0M-Y/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019544390688402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINU_YV3pI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PvfxNO-0M-Y/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sexy man I love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINtLwIpnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_7NQSoLNhLg/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019960028571250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSINtLwIpnI/AAAAAAAAAt0/_7NQSoLNhLg/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balloon drop&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPFB6fyUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/F0C1g0vQFUQ/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558021469216164162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPFB6fyUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/F0C1g0vQFUQ/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPMiPT0FI/AAAAAAAAAuE/R6-sN7gVXLo/s1600/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558021598152478802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIPMiPT0FI/AAAAAAAAAuE/R6-sN7gVXLo/s200/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The balloon the size of the exercise ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad it is a New Year and I look forward to our adventures together as a family. I am also thankful for all of the memories we made in 2010. I have made a few resolutions for the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Get back in shape...isn't this everyones resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Get our finances in order...I want to pay off any debt we have and get our mortgage paid down significantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Go on a date with my sexy husband at least 2x a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Work on the kids savings accounts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few...there are plenty of more, but I figure I need to do baby steps. Here is to a fantastic year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1329134128320454970?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1329134128320454970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1329134128320454970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1329134128320454970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1329134128320454970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TSIMyJJIZ7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/sgIWuY4STGs/s72-c/New%2BYears%2BEve%2B2010%2B029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8684241961116732891</id><published>2010-12-30T10:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:10:07.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockets Game - 12-29-10</title><content type='html'>Santa brought Spencer Rockets tickets for Christmas. He got a 6 pack deal. So, we are going to get to go to 6 games in the next few months. Last night, we went to the game against the Heat. We got to see Lebron play. He didn't have the best game, but he still scored 20 pts. That is just crazy! It was a close game, but we ended up losing. Tarren and Samuel came with us. We weren't sure how they were going to behave. They did an awesome job! The people behind me told me what a great job they did. The guy said he was waiting for them to start getting fussy, but it never happened. We got popcorn for Tarren and that kid can put it away. He loves popcorn! So, that helped keep him distracted. We weren't able to get a picture with Clutch, but maybe we can the next game. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuqsIlOBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/yZok-vIOKuk/s1600/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556508088693241874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuqsIlOBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/yZok-vIOKuk/s200/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family Picture before the game started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuKpd01DI/AAAAAAAAAss/wzpUQnY3wrg/s1600/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556507538221225010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuKpd01DI/AAAAAAAAAss/wzpUQnY3wrg/s200/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren loved the cheer sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRytvj9J4WI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nubitTEQ1jk/s1600/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556507072885547362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRytvj9J4WI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nubitTEQ1jk/s200/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel was pretty happy the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyt4tb7wlI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ty54Mt3mu4w/s1600/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556507230049387090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyt4tb7wlI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ty54Mt3mu4w/s200/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren and Samuel. They were tired by this time. It was 11:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuajn1ElI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lts7tWETTZk/s1600/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556507811530478162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuajn1ElI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lts7tWETTZk/s200/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last few minutes of the game...it was a nail biter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8684241961116732891?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8684241961116732891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8684241961116732891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8684241961116732891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8684241961116732891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/12/rockets-game-12-29-10.html' title='Rockets Game - 12-29-10'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRyuqsIlOBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/yZok-vIOKuk/s72-c/Rockets%2Bgame%2B12-29-10%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1901621715005098133</id><published>2010-12-24T21:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:37:30.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas pictures</title><content type='html'>Tarren and Samuel got their pictures taken at Sears. I took them by myself this time and it is way hard to try and work with two kids. Usually, Spencer takes Tarren and I worry about Samuel. I will probably not do that again. I NEED Spencer's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVmpIce-II/AAAAAAAAAr8/khCxgNIphvE/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554458572258998402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVmpIce-II/AAAAAAAAAr8/khCxgNIphvE/s200/IMG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVmz200vQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ONGXRj9tQvw/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554458756507811074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVmz200vQI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ONGXRj9tQvw/s200/IMG_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVm7i3MgvI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4iAlLN_CmSw/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554458888588002034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVm7i3MgvI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4iAlLN_CmSw/s200/IMG_0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1901621715005098133?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1901621715005098133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1901621715005098133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1901621715005098133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1901621715005098133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas pictures'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRVmpIce-II/AAAAAAAAAr8/khCxgNIphvE/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8169176396051621461</id><published>2010-12-24T14:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:12:52.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look alikes???</title><content type='html'>I was looking through some of my baby pictures and I couldn't help thinking that Samuel looks a lot like I did when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRT9uHwdfTI/AAAAAAAAArs/uqwFYVglEo4/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554343209252781362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRT9uHwdfTI/AAAAAAAAArs/uqwFYVglEo4/s200/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRT-DqwDRlI/AAAAAAAAAr0/unAVPxgmG0U/s1600/Samuel%2B6%2Bmonths%2B12-21-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554343579423557202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRT-DqwDRlI/AAAAAAAAAr0/unAVPxgmG0U/s200/Samuel%2B6%2Bmonths%2B12-21-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8169176396051621461?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8169176396051621461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8169176396051621461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8169176396051621461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8169176396051621461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-alikes.html' title='Look alikes???'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRT9uHwdfTI/AAAAAAAAArs/uqwFYVglEo4/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8768195952811172814</id><published>2010-12-22T10:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:47:33.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party and 6 month check-up</title><content type='html'>We went to my Brielle's birthday party a few weekends ago. My sister had crowns for the kids to make and let me tell you Tarren LOVES his crown. He wore it non-stop for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIoOmg7DgI/AAAAAAAAArA/eZnRJxw37JY/s1600/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553545521823157762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIoOmg7DgI/AAAAAAAAArA/eZnRJxw37JY/s200/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIoe61mk-I/AAAAAAAAArI/j_FxYxTuf_o/s1600/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553545802156512226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIoe61mk-I/AAAAAAAAArI/j_FxYxTuf_o/s200/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIonQmAB1I/AAAAAAAAArQ/wQjanxEef4E/s1600/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553545945435604818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIonQmAB1I/AAAAAAAAArQ/wQjanxEef4E/s200/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren taking a shot at hitting a pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIo2jn9CEI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZYdnC6vNct0/s1600/Tarren%2B12-21-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553546208242108482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIo2jn9CEI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZYdnC6vNct0/s200/Tarren%2B12-21-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren LOVES to put on his daddy's hats. He picked one up yesterday and put it on and then told me take picture me. So, I got out the camera and took a picture. I am glad he asked me to because it is so cute. He is a funny kid. I love how he says some of his words. When he says the word sandwich, it comes out snanwich. When he says yummy, it comes out nummy. He is growing up so fast. I am planning to start potty training him over this Christmas break. I just haven't gotten around to it yet, but I think he is ready. He will come and tell me poop and point to his diaper. Sure enough he has pooped. So, I better get to it. Plus it would save me a LOT of money. When you are buying diapers for two, it adds up pretty fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel is now 6 months. He went in for his 6 month check-up on Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His stats are: Weight: 17lbs 1 ounces - 45th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 27 inches - 75th percentile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 18 inches - 90th percentile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has got quite the personality or should I say temper. He is a happy baby, but when he does get upset he lets you have it. He is sitting up now, but will topple over after awhile. He has his two front bottom teeth. He loves his brother. He is always laughing at him. I love to listen to them in the car. They just laugh and laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIrUZYvwjI/AAAAAAAAArg/C3vUAheQE34/s1600/Samuel%2B6%2Bmonths%2B12-21-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553548919913300530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIrUZYvwjI/AAAAAAAAArg/C3vUAheQE34/s200/Samuel%2B6%2Bmonths%2B12-21-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8768195952811172814?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8768195952811172814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8768195952811172814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8768195952811172814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8768195952811172814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthday-party-and-6-month-check-up.html' title='Birthday Party and 6 month check-up'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TRIoOmg7DgI/AAAAAAAAArA/eZnRJxw37JY/s72-c/Birthday%2BParty%2B12-11-10%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6233450174856064278</id><published>2010-12-06T16:47:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:19:53.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1ukPwEd1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/InPbORtZmC4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547711884972816210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1ukPwEd1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/InPbORtZmC4/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought these house slippers for Tarren for Christmas or it was suppose to be for Christmas. I didn't get them put away before he saw them and he was so excited I couldn't take them away. He wears them every day in the house. When he wakes up in the morning he wants them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1ubNp-DgI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PwD2gJUnmJE/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547711729791536642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1ubNp-DgI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PwD2gJUnmJE/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel at 51/2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uTAZ5XtI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ESuDQsgCva8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547711588795506386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uTAZ5XtI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ESuDQsgCva8/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uD7DiAQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KDz2jfsnu50/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547711329661485314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uD7DiAQI/AAAAAAAAAqY/KDz2jfsnu50/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is thinking about putting his foot in his mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uKziFhsI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OFjLIEJ_R2Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547711447901243074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1uKziFhsI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OFjLIEJ_R2Q/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and he does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister gave us an advent calendar and this cute stuff to go along with it. Each day has something different in it to do with Christmas and with Christ. She has books to go along with the theme for the day and activities. Yesterday, the activity was a gingerbread house. Being the easy way out person I am, I bought a premade gingerbread house that you have to just decorate. First of all, the gingerbread tasted horrible. Second, the candy was not the best choice to put in there. It tasted as bad as the gingerbread. We decorated the house and Tarren seemed to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we first started, I was not sure if it would be good to do this year because I thought that Tarren might not be old enough to get it. Boy was I wrong! He may not understand everything about what we are saying, but he knows it all has something do with Jesus. After the first couple of days, he started pointing to the calendar and saying Jesus. Mommy, I want to Jesus. I asked him if he wanted to read and he said yes and pointed to the scriptures. It really made me realize that little kids are like sponges and soak everything up...good or bad. Needless to say, next year I think we are going to make our own gingerbread house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1rZlQpwrI/AAAAAAAAApg/oLg741qZxa0/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547708403233178290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1rZlQpwrI/AAAAAAAAApg/oLg741qZxa0/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1rvOZcfnI/AAAAAAAAApo/PgelOzlEOP4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547708775053164146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1rvOZcfnI/AAAAAAAAApo/PgelOzlEOP4/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sKgjqb8I/AAAAAAAAApw/H1EsSDeQmfY/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547709243784327106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sKgjqb8I/AAAAAAAAApw/H1EsSDeQmfY/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sRQ5AY8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/2aVQhvLG1U8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547709359837963202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sRQ5AY8I/AAAAAAAAAp4/2aVQhvLG1U8/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The side Tarren decorated.( I did the very top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sX21JMsI/AAAAAAAAAqA/QxdyA0ObR2Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547709473101525698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1sX21JMsI/AAAAAAAAAqA/QxdyA0ObR2Q/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The side Spencer decorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1s_wwq5zI/AAAAAAAAAqI/us-lIQyH9Zk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547710158666917682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1s_wwq5zI/AAAAAAAAAqI/us-lIQyH9Zk/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren liked the candy. The little red and green balls he couldn't get enough of. We dropped a lot on the floor that rolled away somewhere. He has been finding them all day today and gets excited as he puts it in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1tmW9Gw9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZxqiYpmqPTk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547710821754651602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1tmW9Gw9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ZxqiYpmqPTk/s200/Christmas%2B2010%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The finished product. Thanks Aunt Trish for the great Christmas Present and ideas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6233450174856064278?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6233450174856064278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6233450174856064278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6233450174856064278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6233450174856064278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TP1ukPwEd1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/InPbORtZmC4/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7604762389388203399</id><published>2010-11-28T13:38:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:18:18.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>We went camping for Thanksgiving this year. We went to Inks Lake near Austin. We went down on Wednesday and came back Saturday. We met up with Spencer's brother, Trevor, and his family. When we got there on Wednesday, the weather was pretty nice. It wasn't too hot or humid. We set up the tent and got things in order. Spencer did most of the setting up, but Tarren and I helped here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKyncELR_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/GdFDcXxtuYA/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544690481864853490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKyncELR_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/GdFDcXxtuYA/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren LOVED it. There was plenty of dirt for him to play with and plenty of rocks/leaves. He was so dirty after the first 10 minutes. Tarren is kind of a clumsy child. He doesn't look when he is walking or running. So, he falls alot. By the end of the trip, his knees were covered in bruises and scratches. When he saw me taking pictures, he kept saying "I smile" and getting in front of the camera. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKzZxb9ksI/AAAAAAAAAog/xOhqfOaxwQw/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544691346595222210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKzZxb9ksI/AAAAAAAAAog/xOhqfOaxwQw/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKzn9gdRDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bX5R96mWVOo/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544691590353470514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKzn9gdRDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bX5R96mWVOo/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK4Ru820lI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dVzWjI4oGok/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544696706047070802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK4Ru820lI/AAAAAAAAApQ/dVzWjI4oGok/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Samuel in a carrying thingy. It is called the jellybean. It was quite handy. There wasn't really a great spot to put Samuel down and he wanted to be held. So, I was able to make him happy and still be able to move around and help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKz-PaMP1I/AAAAAAAAAow/YYF8WPgQd68/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544691973116149586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKz-PaMP1I/AAAAAAAAAow/YYF8WPgQd68/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first night wasn't so bad. Samuel slept well in the packnplay, but Tarren did not sleep as well. So, he ended up sleeping with me. On Thanksgiving, we woke up to a beautiful morning. We hung around the campsite for a bit and then Spencer, Trevor and the kids went canoeing. Tarren and Samuel statyed in their camper and took a nap. I stayed with them and read a book. The temperature dropped and it got quite cold. We stayed in camper for awhile and when they got back from canoeing we started our Thanksgiving meal. It was so yummy. Trevor fried a turkey. Thursday night was not so fun when we went to bed. We bundled up the kids and put Tarren in a mummy sleeping bag. I think he slept the best of all of us. Samuel didn't wake up until the morning to eat, but I had to get out of my warm sleeping bag and heat a bottle up. That wasn't too fun. The temperature warmed up nicely and we decided to go on a hike on Friday. Samuel fell asleep in the jellybean while we hiked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK2N0VjgSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/E4jchcHCfSU/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544694439750107426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK2N0VjgSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/E4jchcHCfSU/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK2myMKB9I/AAAAAAAAApA/KQ-eyPX_WZc/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544694868670547922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK2myMKB9I/AAAAAAAAApA/KQ-eyPX_WZc/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night was even colder than Thursday night. Samuel ended up waking up in the middle of the night crying. So, I brought him to bed with me. He is a good cuddler. We slept pretty good. He woke up in the morning hungry. It was sooo cold when I had to heat the bottle. I can say that I am not a fan of camping with a baby on a bottle. When I went out to go to the bathroom, there was ice on the car. So it was pretty dang cold! We packed up and headed home. It was so nice to take a nice long hot shower and sleep in my warm comfortable bed. It was great to see Trevor and his family and spend Thanksgiving with them. I think the kids did a pretty good job of camping. Samuel is teething and was kind of cranky here and there, but overall he was pretty happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK3r1CEhKI/AAAAAAAAApI/oyAAHt54_7A/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544696054844523682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPK3r1CEhKI/AAAAAAAAApI/oyAAHt54_7A/s200/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7604762389388203399?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7604762389388203399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7604762389388203399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7604762389388203399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7604762389388203399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TPKyncELR_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/GdFDcXxtuYA/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2BCamping%2B2010-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5471042017317528432</id><published>2010-11-11T18:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:57:50.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!!!</title><content type='html'>We decided our theme for this year was going to be the Wizard of Oz. I was Dorothy, Spencer was the scarecrow, Tarren the tinman and Samuel was the lion. We had a blast. We get our pictures done every year professionally. The best part is walking in the store all dressed up. After we took our pictures, we went to the Trunk or Treat at church. It was fun times. Tarren really loved going and getting all the candy. He woke up the next morning wanting his pumpkin. When he got it, he had a look of concern on his face and he said,"mama...where's the candy?" I had dumped it out into our candy basket. I can't wait till next year...I think I already have our theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQdxym6YI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tpXNQFzgLIQ/s1600/halloween%2B2010_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538460483015076226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQdxym6YI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tpXNQFzgLIQ/s200/halloween%2B2010_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQpI2rP0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/xCGTvVFicMA/s1600/halloween%2B2010_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538460678184714050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQpI2rP0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/xCGTvVFicMA/s200/halloween%2B2010_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQy9Ub-MI/AAAAAAAAAoA/AKWz36jkZJY/s1600/halloween%2B2010_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538460846887008450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQy9Ub-MI/AAAAAAAAAoA/AKWz36jkZJY/s200/halloween%2B2010_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQ_dxDYzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Iegaq6tZ7q8/s1600/halloween%2B2010_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538461061755396914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQ_dxDYzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Iegaq6tZ7q8/s200/halloween%2B2010_0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5471042017317528432?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5471042017317528432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5471042017317528432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5471042017317528432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5471042017317528432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TNyQdxym6YI/AAAAAAAAAnw/tpXNQFzgLIQ/s72-c/halloween%2B2010_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3983836236527640553</id><published>2010-10-23T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T16:08:31.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel's 4 month check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TMNOr1g8ycI/AAAAAAAAAng/-YdIKlV2X1w/s1600/Samuel+4+months+10-23-10+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531351282347723202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TMNOr1g8ycI/AAAAAAAAAng/-YdIKlV2X1w/s200/Samuel+4+months+10-23-10+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel went in for his 4 month check-up on Tuesday October 19. Here are his stats: weight - 15lbs - 53%, height - 24.75 - 46%, and head - 17 inches - 75%. He is getting pretty chunky. He is still not as fat as Tarren was at this age, but he is on his way. I can't believe how fast they grow. He is such a happy smiley baby. However, when he starts to get hungry he screeches. It is quite loud. He loves to watch his big brother play and loves to be held. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3983836236527640553?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3983836236527640553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3983836236527640553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3983836236527640553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3983836236527640553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/10/samuels-4-month-check-up.html' title='Samuel&apos;s 4 month check-up'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TMNOr1g8ycI/AAAAAAAAAng/-YdIKlV2X1w/s72-c/Samuel+4+months+10-23-10+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4750531338987888549</id><published>2010-09-06T21:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:19:10.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel's baby blessing and Houston Zoo</title><content type='html'>Spencer gave Samuel his baby blessing in church yesterday. We had a lot of our family come to it. It was neat because my brother had a audio recorder, so he was able to record the blessing. I can never remember exactly what is said. So, it is nice to have that. We came back to our house for a late lunch. It was a lot of fun and my sister-n-law made this awesome cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWd8y3Ua_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/ONBjXQt3OFs/s1600/Samuel+blessing+3+9-5-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986986556550130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWd8y3Ua_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/ONBjXQt3OFs/s200/Samuel+blessing+3+9-5-10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Samuel in his baby blessing outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWdrz6bTnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ykVE7f3rxAs/s1600/Samuel+blessing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513986694780243570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWdrz6bTnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ykVE7f3rxAs/s200/Samuel+blessing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWeZGXuAnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eZkyoVZRMhA/s1600/Tarren+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513987472829055602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWeZGXuAnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eZkyoVZRMhA/s200/Tarren+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel wore the same baby blessing as Tarren. Samuel is on the left and Tarren is on the right. It is interesting how they look a like, but there are also a lot of differences. I love these two little boys! They make life so great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Houston Zoo for labor day. It was a lot of fun. It was hot and humid, but it wasn't as bad as it could be. We had some pretty good cloud coverage. Tarren really enjoyed it this time. Samuel he wasn't to excited. He slept somewhat, but most of the time I ended up carrying him. He really is alert and likes to look around and see what is going on. We rode the train and then we went to eat at Pappas. We left just before the big rain storm came. It was a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWfmV9l2iI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EmeLxNXF3JE/s1600/houston+zoo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513988799864363554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWfmV9l2iI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EmeLxNXF3JE/s200/houston+zoo+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWf1Cd98iI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-cMJe1A0KCI/s1600/houston+zoo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513989052329488930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWf1Cd98iI/AAAAAAAAAmw/-cMJe1A0KCI/s200/houston+zoo+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgFAnhXvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/T9DGfRXwlaA/s1600/houston+zoo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513989326710595314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgFAnhXvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/T9DGfRXwlaA/s200/houston+zoo+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgZ1hd-eI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gZ71chr7oCc/s1600/houston+zoo+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513989684509669858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgZ1hd-eI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gZ71chr7oCc/s200/houston+zoo+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgpeOBqbI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kmrXbzaIe1A/s1600/houston+zoo+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513989953132014002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWgpeOBqbI/AAAAAAAAAnI/kmrXbzaIe1A/s200/houston+zoo+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWg7XEPvbI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1OkU3f4qSxE/s1600/houston+zoo+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513990260449590706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWg7XEPvbI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/1OkU3f4qSxE/s200/houston+zoo+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4750531338987888549?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4750531338987888549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4750531338987888549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4750531338987888549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4750531338987888549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/09/samuels-baby-blessing-and-houston-zoo.html' title='Samuel&apos;s baby blessing and Houston Zoo'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TIWd8y3Ua_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/ONBjXQt3OFs/s72-c/Samuel+blessing+3+9-5-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7552569973671735215</id><published>2010-08-21T09:23:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:50:33.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party and 2 month check-up</title><content type='html'>We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt; Cheese last weekend for my cousin's son's birthday. It was a little hectic for me because I had 2 kids and Spencer had to work. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren&lt;/span&gt; wanted to run all over and touch all of the toys. So, I left Samuel with my Aunt while I followed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren&lt;/span&gt; around. His idea of playing the games is a little different. He wanted to play air hockey, but he didn't want to hit it back and forth. He wanted to keep putting the puck in the slot and getting it out. So, we did that for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507870034467004546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_inUlsoII/AAAAAAAAAlY/HRiraBHh5xs/s200/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to play the skeet ball, but he didn't want to let go of the balls. He wasn't quite strong enough to get it up, so I helped him. However, once the last ball was gone he was very sad. He kept saying over and over, "my ball" and raising his hands like where did they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_jj2x0bgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/d5kCRqvVe10/s1600/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871074436804098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_jj2x0bgI/AAAAAAAAAlg/d5kCRqvVe10/s200/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_jvAHAnrI/AAAAAAAAAlo/sQAWOrexi68/s1600/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871265920163506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_jvAHAnrI/AAAAAAAAAlo/sQAWOrexi68/s200/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried the game where you hit the alligators that pop up. He drop it after a second and I had to finish it for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_kFScSzCI/AAAAAAAAAlw/g1msqjM3s64/s1600/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+8-14-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507871648798395426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_kFScSzCI/AAAAAAAAAlw/g1msqjM3s64/s200/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+8-14-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He rode a little ride with the birthday boy, Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_kdOO01xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8IOGKiOXiWo/s1600/Tarren+and+Reese+8-14-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507872059985024786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_kdOO01xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/8IOGKiOXiWo/s200/Tarren+and+Reese+8-14-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun, but quite tiring also. We enjoyed seeing all of the family and visiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel had his 2 month check-up on Thursday. I remember the stats, but not the percentage he falls in. I usually get a paper with the print out, but I had to get his shot record paper and some other papers signed for his daycare. So, in all of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;craziness&lt;/span&gt;, I forgot his stats. I do remember he was 12lbs, 22 1/2 inches long and his head I think was 16 inches.(I could be off a little) It was funny to watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren&lt;/span&gt; in there. Anything the doctor did to Samuel, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren&lt;/span&gt; wanted done to him. However, when it came to the shots &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren&lt;/span&gt; did not want to join in. He just watched. The doctor said he is growing excellent on the curve and is right on track. The only thing is he is favoring one side of his head, so it it starting to go a little flat. So, we roll up a blanket and put it on that side to make him keep his head to the right. He is growing fast and his personality is starting to come out. He sleeps through the night, but he usually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crys&lt;/span&gt; for a few minutes when we first lay him down. We had to have him sleeping through the night because I went back to work and it would have been really hard to function if I had to get up all hours of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_mmlatQkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/tbE0UXmYbhY/s1600/Samuel+2+months+8-21-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507874419850953282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_mmlatQkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/tbE0UXmYbhY/s200/Samuel+2+months+8-21-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, he is wearing a "born in 2008" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt;. We recycled &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tarren's&lt;/span&gt; clothes and he was born in 2008. That is why I don't like to buy clothes that have the dates on them because it doesn't make since if you use them for another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7552569973671735215?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7552569973671735215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7552569973671735215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7552569973671735215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7552569973671735215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-party-and-2-month-check-up.html' title='Birthday Party and 2 month check-up'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TG_inUlsoII/AAAAAAAAAlY/HRiraBHh5xs/s72-c/Tarren+at+chucky+cheese+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8923608280974247455</id><published>2010-08-12T10:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:15:03.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how fast summer went! It seems like just yesterday we were getting out for the summer and now it is time to start again. I have to go back for training next week. It is going to be hard to get back into the swing of things. I am so used to just hanging out around the house and not getting ready all day. We finally got Samuel to sleep in his crib last night and to stay asleep the whole night. We will see if it last. I hope it does because I can't imagine getting up through the night once I go back to work. It would be killer. He is almost 2 months and chaning everyday. He is starting to pack on some weight. He goes back for his 2 month check-up in a week, so we will see what his stats are. I love to see their little personalities develop. He is starting to smile more and interact with us more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8923608280974247455?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8923608280974247455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8923608280974247455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8923608280974247455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8923608280974247455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6424333018612203736</id><published>2010-08-06T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:21:19.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cat</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how much kids see and copy. Tarren will follow us around and copy what we are saying and doing. Just this morning, I was working out and he was copying my motions I did with my arms. Most of the time it is cute, but there have been a few times that I have found not to be so funny. We were in Wal-Mart the other day waiting in line. There was a brother and sister in line in front of us with their mom. The boy kept hitting the girl and laughing. The girl just shrugged it off and pushed him away. Tarren was watching them intensely and then he turned to me, with a smile on his face, and raised his hand getting ready to hit me. I told him no and he put his hand down and looked at me confused. He looked back at the brother and sister and then back at me. I told him that hitting was not ok. We make sure and clarify with him now about things he sees. We like to watch America's funniest home videos and they have clips of kids that climb out of their cribs. Tarren always is very intrigued by it. Spencer tells him every time we see those clips, "Tarren that is a no no." It has worked so far. It just amazes me how much kids copy cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6424333018612203736?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6424333018612203736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6424333018612203736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6424333018612203736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6424333018612203736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/08/copy-cat.html' title='Copy Cat'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5811063830081723620</id><published>2010-07-16T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:54:56.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Tarren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been pumping for the baby and Tarren has come in while I am doing it and wanted me to do stuff or hold him and I tell him, "not right now Tarren I am pumping." Well, we have a small hand pump the hospital gave to us that I don't use and Tarren picked it up this morning and pulled up his shirt, stuck it to his chest and said, "pumping." I couldn't help but laugh. He then went on to try and pull his whole shirt off. The whole time he kept saying, "pumping mommy pumping." Later he created a little song with pumping. The only word I could understand was pumping pumping pumping. It was my laugh for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TGwQT-QBOsI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/SxPN-Fgs9S8/s1600/Tarren+pumping+7-18-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506794379681020610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TGwQT-QBOsI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/SxPN-Fgs9S8/s200/Tarren+pumping+7-18-2010.jpg" /&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/3649540782606288508-5811063830081723620?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5811063830081723620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5811063830081723620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5811063830081723620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5811063830081723620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/07/funny-tarren.html' title='Funny Tarren'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TGwQT-QBOsI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/SxPN-Fgs9S8/s72-c/Tarren+pumping+7-18-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8630635222647660201</id><published>2010-07-07T10:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T11:07:39.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures, movies and more...</title><content type='html'>We went to Toy Story 3 on Saturday. We weren't sure if Tarren was going to pay attention to the movie, but he did. He was very excited to be there. During the previews, he kept dancing around and jumping up and down. Once the movie started, he did a pretty good job of sitting still and watching it. He LOVES popcorn. I don't like popcorn, but Spencer and Tarren do. So, we got a bag and I think Tarren would have eaten the whole thing if we would have let him. He woke up the next morning wanting popcorn for breakfast. The cutest thing about the whole movie was that when Tarren got home he went and found his T-Rex and started playing with it. He carried it around for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are starting to experience a little jealousy with Samuel. Tarren wanted to be held the other morning when I got him out of bed, but I had Samuel. So, we went and all sat on the bed. Tarren had to have my arm around him. So, I had the baby in one arm trying to feed him and Tarren in the other. When it came time for me to burp Samuel, I had to take my arm away from Tarren. He did not like that and wasn't about to let it happen. He kept his head under my arm while I burped Samuel. It was a tricky thing to say the least. He still refers to Samuel as baby. He doesn't really call him by his name and he doesn't really say brother yet, but he is getting used to him being here...I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did family pictures yesterday. My brother is starting to get into the photography thing, so he came out and took pictures for us. It was tricky because we don't have enough light in our house for the pictures to come out so we had to do them outside. It was a little warm outside, but I think we got some good pictures. My brother did a good job for his first time and we really appreciate him being willing to do it for us and in the heat too. It was hard to keep Tarren focused because he loves to be outside and play. He sweats a lot too, so after awhile his hair was drenched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSjk5QTnkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bQSglVewfNM/s1600/IMG_5740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491193699911310914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSjk5QTnkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bQSglVewfNM/s200/IMG_5740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSj2k8-5FI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VG51O7MZ3x8/s1600/IMG_5763_color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491194003699197010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSj2k8-5FI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VG51O7MZ3x8/s200/IMG_5763_color.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkKqd2e0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/p-dJA3Ol5gI/s1600/IMG_5770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491194348776618818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkKqd2e0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/p-dJA3Ol5gI/s200/IMG_5770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkCiEi12I/AAAAAAAAAkI/1bfCXnd5jes/s1600/IMG_5782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491194209084036962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkCiEi12I/AAAAAAAAAkI/1bfCXnd5jes/s200/IMG_5782.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkTFMeozI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YKSNFW6Zwpk/s1600/IMG_5806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491194493390463794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkTFMeozI/AAAAAAAAAkY/YKSNFW6Zwpk/s200/IMG_5806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkrLrSiQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/RsGYTc95bFg/s1600/IMG_5837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491194907447167234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSkrLrSiQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/RsGYTc95bFg/s200/IMG_5837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel is growing and changing everyday. He is a little over 2 weeks right now. He is a good eater, but he eats slow. He is too bad at sleeping. The most he has gone is 5 hours. He is quite the little grunter. I am enjoying holding him and loving him and I can't wait to see his little personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8630635222647660201?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8630635222647660201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8630635222647660201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8630635222647660201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8630635222647660201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-pictures-movies-and-more.html' title='Family Pictures, movies and more...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TDSjk5QTnkI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bQSglVewfNM/s72-c/IMG_5740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8425542294448862914</id><published>2010-06-25T21:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:11:55.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's here!</title><content type='html'>We went in on Saturday June 19th at 5:30 a.m. for me to be induced. I can truly say that it was a pretty painful experience. My doctor broke my water and it hurt really bad! Once that happened, they started me on pitocin to help get the contractions going. The contractions started coming pretty hard. I was dying for an epidural, but they couldn't give it to me because the doctor was in another c-section surgery. It was one of the longest waits of my life! I truly don't know how women do it without the epidural. It hurt a lot! I got the epidural and I was back in heaven. They checked me to see how I was progressing and I was at a 5. So, they considered it pretty good progression and allowed me to keep laboring. However, Samuel's heart rate dropped down and they came to move me around. They told me if it keeps happening they would have to do a c-section. So, we waited. The doctor came back an hour later and I was still at a 5. They left again and then not 5 minutes later a bunch of nurses and the doctor came in. Samuel's heartrate was dropping and it was dropping fast. A normal baby's heartrate is between 110-150. Samuel's got down into the 50's. So, off we went for a c-section. The reason why his heartrate was dropping was because he had his umbilical cord wrapped around his waist and as he tried to descend it was cinching tight around his waist. He was born at 1:37 p.m. So, I had my second c-section and from now on that is what we will have. My babies can't keep still in the womb and seem to get their cords all twisted up. They must get it from their father. :) We were released from the hospital on Tuesday and it is nice to be home. My body is getting better everyday. It is still a little painful to stand up and sit down, but it is much better than it was when I first came home. I am looking forward to being healed all the way. I think I am allergic to whatever they put on my stomach. I am itching out of control and I have a rash. So, it will be nice when it is all done. We are enjoying having our little bundle of joy home and it is quite the experience having two babies. Tarren is still not sure what is going on. He will come up and point to the baby and he starting to want to hold him, but he is also acting out. I can't pick him up because of my c-section and he just doesn't understand that. So, we have had quite a few crying fits. Anyways, here are some pictures of Samuel 1 day old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVurAZXD4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/D626P_LrMZ4/s1600/30453_406057056834_509631834_4899025_603308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486913406140616578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVurAZXD4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/D626P_LrMZ4/s200/30453_406057056834_509631834_4899025_603308_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVu0GGuWqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fXj2-746i50/s1600/30453_406057066834_509631834_4899027_3440858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486913562291886754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVu0GGuWqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fXj2-746i50/s200/30453_406057066834_509631834_4899027_3440858_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvCKLMkvI/AAAAAAAAAig/MnOLEFo5QyU/s1600/30453_406057446834_509631834_4899084_4726220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486913803902554866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvCKLMkvI/AAAAAAAAAig/MnOLEFo5QyU/s200/30453_406057446834_509631834_4899084_4726220_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvj3xdd6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/yaerwLCByyU/s1600/Samuel+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486914383078324130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvj3xdd6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/yaerwLCByyU/s200/Samuel+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvQxMsgtI/AAAAAAAAAio/NcD4gDHjQM4/s1600/Samuel+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486914054895993554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVvQxMsgtI/AAAAAAAAAio/NcD4gDHjQM4/s200/Samuel+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVv2heMy9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/xKBL8-awx1E/s1600/30453_406057401834_509631834_4899077_124598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486914703509474258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVv2heMy9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/xKBL8-awx1E/s200/30453_406057401834_509631834_4899077_124598_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8425542294448862914?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8425542294448862914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8425542294448862914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8425542294448862914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8425542294448862914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/06/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TCVurAZXD4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/D626P_LrMZ4/s72-c/30453_406057056834_509631834_4899025_603308_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8179958053158389730</id><published>2010-06-10T05:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T05:56:59.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will he ever come???!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, we thought this baby would already be here by now. Since Tarren came at 38 weeks, we naturally assumed this baby would also come early. NOT HAPPENING!!! I am soooo ready!! I go to my last doctor's appointment today. I am offically 39 weeks and 3 days pregnant. I have been getting a lot of false labor these last few days, so hopefully the real thing is right around the corner. I can say that I probably should try to make it to my official due date of June 14th because that is when my doctor will be back in town. Yes...my doctor left town this week. It wouldn't be such a big deal except for the fact that she was going to let me try to do a VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section). I had a c-section with Tarren and we felt it wasn't really necessary so we tried to find a doctor to do the vbac with this one. I was looking to switch practices too, but there are not many doctors that are willing to try vbacs. This doctor does it a lot and she was with the same practice. However, the doctor that delivered Tarren is in this practice and she is high on c-sections. Anyways, when we found out she was going out of town we asked if the other doctors would let me try a v-bac and she said yes all but one. Guess who the one is...yup...the one that delivered Tarren. So, we are hoping and praying if I do go into labor we do not get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, besides the whole labor thing we are getting ready for family reunion. We are in charge of it this year with Spencer's sister Rachel and her husband. I can say that I really haven't done much due to the extra 30lb bump I have been carrying around. Spencer is really excited and has been getting lots together these last few days. We are having the majority of the reunion here in Katy and will have 4 adults and 3 kids and 2 babies staying with us. Needless to say we will have a full house, but it will be great to see the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren has been growing like a weed and I swear that boy is ALWAYS hungry. He is saying and doing some of the cutest things. He is a copycat, so we have to be careful with what we say. His new copycat phrase is, "are you kidding me". He came in the other day and there was a blanket on the floor and he pointed to the blanket, put his hands up in the air and said, "are you kidding me?" He then continued to jabber something else that we couldn't understand. It was funny. We were outside the other day and he wanted to go on the swing. He pointed to the swing and said swing and then said, "dut, dut, dut". The reason he says this is because when Spencer first started putting him on the swing he would push him up and say,"dut,dut, dut" as they got higher. So, that is how Tarren refers to it. He loves to help. He helps unload the dishwasher, carry in groceries and he helped Spencer mow the lawn. He still loves to cuddle and he loves to bring his blanket too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEwz2_vtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RKkHI9qmwPA/s1600/6-8-2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481097089343536850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEwz2_vtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RKkHI9qmwPA/s200/6-8-2009+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDD7WWPCrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tIqOI9xcSgY/s1600/6-8-2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481096170888432306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDD7WWPCrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tIqOI9xcSgY/s200/6-8-2009+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEN6SzIJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wMg4BHcK47E/s1600/6-8-2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481096489775341714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEN6SzIJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wMg4BHcK47E/s200/6-8-2009+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEa0SPE3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/SfxEg11kSGA/s1600/6-5-2010+Tarren+caught.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481096711500665714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEa0SPE3I/AAAAAAAAAiA/SfxEg11kSGA/s200/6-5-2010+Tarren+caught.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer is working hard as always and pampering me at the same time. He tore his ACL in April and we plan to do the surgery sometime this summer. He is a FANTASTIC husband and father. I wouldn't change him for anything in the world! He is my soulmate and best friend! I can't imagine life without him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, my next post will be with pictures of a new baby. Until then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8179958053158389730?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8179958053158389730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8179958053158389730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8179958053158389730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8179958053158389730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/06/will-he-ever-come.html' title='Will he ever come???!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/TBDEwz2_vtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RKkHI9qmwPA/s72-c/6-8-2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2703037685250768839</id><published>2010-04-25T18:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:33:25.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarren's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday our baby boy turned 2! It is hard to believe it has been 2yrs already, but it has been 2 of the best years of our lives. We love having Tarren in our family and love seeing him grow. He has become such a big boy and it is so great to be able to communicate with him better. We still have those moments of where we are not sure what he is saying, but they are becoming less and less. We decided to just have a small family dinner and celebrate his birthday. Last year, we spent more money on the party and less on his presents. This year we decided to spend less on the party and more on his presents. It was a lot of fun to see the family and to celebrate with them. I can't thank my mother-in-law enough for all she did yesterday. She did A LOT to help us out with the party and the clean-up. She is the best mother-in-law ever! I really am glad that she is in our lives! We are excited for the years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQNon2rjI/AAAAAAAAAg4/z5Nsx0Px3Pc/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464221180568710706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQNon2rjI/AAAAAAAAAg4/z5Nsx0Px3Pc/s200/Tarren%27s+2+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQZjjnpHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/B7v2Z99ZZUw/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464221385367200882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQZjjnpHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/B7v2Z99ZZUw/s200/Tarren%27s+2+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQk9m0oiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HoPSFe6G0Ho/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464221581338518050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQk9m0oiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HoPSFe6G0Ho/s200/Tarren%27s+2+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQwAJMOxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MhGetb9lrpA/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464221770998102802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQwAJMOxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MhGetb9lrpA/s200/Tarren%27s+2+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQ8_Mcg5I/AAAAAAAAAhY/i-UtQGj3VwE/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464221994081616786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQ8_Mcg5I/AAAAAAAAAhY/i-UtQGj3VwE/s200/Tarren%27s+2+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TRLOEjeQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8yTk6oRh1CQ/s1600/Tarren%27s+2+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464222238593218818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TRLOEjeQI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8yTk6oRh1CQ/s200/Tarren%27s+2+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2703037685250768839?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2703037685250768839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2703037685250768839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2703037685250768839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2703037685250768839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/04/tarrens-2nd-birthday.html' title='Tarren&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S9TQNon2rjI/AAAAAAAAAg4/z5Nsx0Px3Pc/s72-c/Tarren%27s+2+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1855104592097216589</id><published>2010-04-04T09:33:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:50:12.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!!</title><content type='html'>We went down to Pearland last weekend to celebrate Easter early. We had a fabulous meal and then we had the easter egg hunt. The older kids were not allowed to get any eggs that were on the ground. These eggs were for the smaller kids. Tarren was the first one out the door. He ran right past all of the eggs and to the ditch that he had been playing in earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ij71ExMZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/xMHLePAbE7o/s1600/Easter+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456291196814045586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ij71ExMZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/xMHLePAbE7o/s200/Easter+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did not have any interest in the eggs whatsoever. Spencer had to take his hand and point to an egg and tell him to put it in the basket. Almost, like they were cleaning up his room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ikbGWuU1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/-3yQIlJaLEQ/s1600/Easter+2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456291734028702546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ikbGWuU1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/-3yQIlJaLEQ/s200/Easter+2010+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ikwUuYdiI/AAAAAAAAAgI/lel4rkaL6AI/s1600/Easter+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456292098663282210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ikwUuYdiI/AAAAAAAAAgI/lel4rkaL6AI/s200/Easter+2010+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got his fair share of eggs and then he took off back to the ditch to play. After awhile, the confetti eggs were brought out. This is a tradition they do every year. I was exempt from having one smashed over my head this year because I was pregnant. It is very hard to get all of the confetti off normally, but can you imagine when you are pregnant. There are parts of your body you can't even see so I am sure those little bits of paper would find themselves in spots where they wouldn't be noticed for awhile. Tarren and Carrigan even got involved with the eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ill6d7DnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/3Wvan2DrNi4/s1600/Easter+2010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456293019327860338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ill6d7DnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/3Wvan2DrNi4/s200/Easter+2010+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7il1d7TQYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/7ktZK44uFlE/s1600/Easter+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456293286544359810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7il1d7TQYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/7ktZK44uFlE/s200/Easter+2010+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7imGJsCuYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/P5nE-fkyHZI/s1600/Easter+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456293573169428866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7imGJsCuYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/P5nE-fkyHZI/s200/Easter+2010+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren and Carrigan sitting on a little bench in the hallway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ime06LEaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/rM496NnSa28/s1600/Easter+2010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456293997088280994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ime06LEaI/AAAAAAAAAgo/rM496NnSa28/s200/Easter+2010+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren's Easter outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1855104592097216589?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1855104592097216589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1855104592097216589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1855104592097216589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1855104592097216589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S7ij71ExMZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/xMHLePAbE7o/s72-c/Easter+2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2002763350069846739</id><published>2010-03-19T11:59:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:12:58.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2010</title><content type='html'>It was a beautiful day yesterday, so we decided to go to Discovery Green. Tarren wouldn't get in the water they have there because it was super cold. He finally did go take a look when the sprays weren't as big. He really like playing on the slide and running up and down the hills. It was nice to get out of the house and let him use up some of that energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OuFevTHNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lZOWzP3csKc/s1600-h/discovery+green+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391383222459602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OuFevTHNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lZOWzP3csKc/s200/discovery+green+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OuPNSAj2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/LZlTvHTZLMI/s1600-h/discovery+green+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391550334898018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OuPNSAj2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/LZlTvHTZLMI/s200/discovery+green+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391751521557442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6Oua6wpW8I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Jlv7x8eQYJE/s200/Where+did+it+go.jpg" /&gt; Where did the water go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6Ouo6K-4UI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bLzPt1dCLlI/s1600-h/I+will+just+wait+for+it+to+come+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450391991881752898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6Ouo6K-4UI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bLzPt1dCLlI/s200/I+will+just+wait+for+it+to+come+back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll just wait until it comes back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvC_lkwSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bSB6-C5HWug/s1600-h/Slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450392440012063010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvC_lkwSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/bSB6-C5HWug/s200/Slide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvSPszpBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UBwXZJyni_U/s1600-h/Slide+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450392702035403794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvSPszpBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UBwXZJyni_U/s200/Slide+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvgypM_9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nGlyXvGhEzQ/s1600-h/discovery+green+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450392951933698002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OvgypM_9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nGlyXvGhEzQ/s200/discovery+green+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6Ov-MvLIsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/i02y3PaI_5w/s1600-h/Strong+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450393457154269890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6Ov-MvLIsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/i02y3PaI_5w/s200/Strong+boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tarren wore himself out and fell asleep in the car. We were going to go to the Children's Museum, but it was way too busy for us and Tarren was asleep. So, we called it a day and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2002763350069846739?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2002763350069846739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2002763350069846739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2002763350069846739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2002763350069846739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-2010.html' title='Spring Break 2010'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S6OuFevTHNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lZOWzP3csKc/s72-c/discovery+green+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3827822218109450152</id><published>2010-03-14T09:35:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:22:10.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston Rodeo 2010</title><content type='html'>Every year we go to the rodeo. Usually, I just choose someone that has a song out that I really like. This year, I hadn't really heard a new song that I really wanted to hear so I just chose a person that was on a Saturday. Saturdays are the best days for us because we don't have to worry about going to work the next morning. This year the person we went to see was Blake Shelton. I found some really really good tickets for cheap on stubhub and so I was sold. We got the front row action seats. These seats are so close that when the horses were racing by some of their hair landed on us. It was only a couple of pieces so it wasn't really gross. The other thing about these seats is that you get FREE food and drinks. It was fantastic! They had sodas, waters, chips, ice cream, candy and then a hot food line where you could get nachos and hotdogs. We had already eaten at Pappas BBQ before we got their so we didn't eat anything but the junk food. The bad thing was I was stuffed, but because the food was FREE I just kept eating the candy and ice cream. I know...disgusting. Needless to say, I feel a little sick this morning, but it was worth it! We really enjoyed those seats and I think those will be our ideal seats if we can find them cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z3Z89PHTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/V9o9VKJQdcI/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448501674443218226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z3Z89PHTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/V9o9VKJQdcI/s200/Rodeo+2010+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were right by the gate on the floor. Tarren really liked that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year, I have always been super excited get the fried twinkies. However, this year I didn't really feel like having greasy food and I remember last year walking past a cheesecake on a stick stand. So, that is what I decided to have. It is a slice of cheesecake on a stick that is dipped in chocolate. It is my new FAVORITE snack at the rodeo! I will have to say I will be getting it next year when we go. YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z27m4vDdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Nz7SI0S7SJ0/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448501153122684370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z27m4vDdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Nz7SI0S7SJ0/s200/Rodeo+2010+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I finished, Spencer liked the stick it was on. It looks like a giant toothpick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z3MzyMl0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/dw9_phGb4MQ/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448501448642697026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z3MzyMl0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/dw9_phGb4MQ/s200/Rodeo+2010+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took Tarren to the Fun on the Farm. He did a good job of collecting all of this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z31LwsajI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ypd4Xn11Kd0/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448502142273612338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z31LwsajI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ypd4Xn11Kd0/s200/Rodeo+2010+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4ARbkxuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/seNAPVoNQ5g/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448502332774205154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4ARbkxuI/AAAAAAAAAcg/seNAPVoNQ5g/s200/Rodeo+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4kiHvBJI/AAAAAAAAAco/Trn3_HQrWNg/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448502955729683602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4kiHvBJI/AAAAAAAAAco/Trn3_HQrWNg/s200/Rodeo+2010+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4uwjwRQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/uQxM-jVBwJE/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448503131403994370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z4uwjwRQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/uQxM-jVBwJE/s200/Rodeo+2010+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z5SKwdAkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/a-D-iVCqfY4/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448503739732001346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z5SKwdAkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/a-D-iVCqfY4/s200/Rodeo+2010+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z5bDT_-HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/US46MGnJXyM/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448503892352432242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z5bDT_-HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/US46MGnJXyM/s200/Rodeo+2010+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the course, they give the kids dollars to turn in all of their stuff. They can then take the dollar and turn it in for a snack. Tarren chose a juice box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried to get him to take his picture in one of those standing face things, but it proved to be more difficult than we thought. He put his head through the hole and got it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z6ZizKuLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IHizr7n2z_A/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448504965956548786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z6ZizKuLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IHizr7n2z_A/s200/Rodeo+2010+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z6fpvvL6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wVT1IygLPjY/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448505070900424610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z6fpvvL6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wVT1IygLPjY/s200/Rodeo+2010+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the petting zoo. Tarren tried to kiss every animal in there. It was cute, but gross at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448505837422262226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z7MRQyN9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/fhDFYFxgZA8/s200/Rodeo+2010+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z7Vb8VGmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ib67D0rdXhE/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448505994908080738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z7Vb8VGmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ib67D0rdXhE/s200/Rodeo+2010+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z7k3W9OJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/WUXT1d8j2_M/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448506259965556882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z7k3W9OJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/WUXT1d8j2_M/s200/Rodeo+2010+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end, Spencer had him wash his hands and he loved the hand sanitizer machine so much he didn't want to stop washing his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z8Ykds_kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iUKa4uWTze8/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448507148246777410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z8Ykds_kI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iUKa4uWTze8/s200/Rodeo+2010+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer won Tarren a ball and he held onto it the rest of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z8xfqbJNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UPd92JDk3No/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448507576454685906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z8xfqbJNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UPd92JDk3No/s200/Rodeo+2010+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9D1ecuCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mpG_BhcrseU/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448507891547682850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9D1ecuCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mpG_BhcrseU/s200/Rodeo+2010+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tarren LOVED running down a little hill. He kept going up and down. Spencer taught him to roll down it and it was soooo funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9OWflGkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/l6IaBqEJ35A/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448508072209488450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9OWflGkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/l6IaBqEJ35A/s200/Rodeo+2010+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren took his picture with the rodeo clowns when they came by.  We had a hard time getting him to look at us. He just kept staring at the clowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9aiJiQSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5GdTD3Tk-ZU/s1600-h/Rodeo+2010+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448508281496682786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z9aiJiQSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5GdTD3Tk-ZU/s200/Rodeo+2010+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun and look forward to next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3827822218109450152?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3827822218109450152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3827822218109450152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3827822218109450152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3827822218109450152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/03/houston-rodeo-2010.html' title='Houston Rodeo 2010'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5z3Z89PHTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/V9o9VKJQdcI/s72-c/Rodeo+2010+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3554717127257042224</id><published>2010-03-11T19:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:29:28.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging problems...</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know how to fix the picture in my header? It doesn't matter which picture I use they are all too big. I have the little box checked for resizing too. HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3554717127257042224?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3554717127257042224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3554717127257042224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3554717127257042224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3554717127257042224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogging-problems.html' title='Blogging problems...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-795178203329487615</id><published>2010-03-11T18:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:07:05.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a warm day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was finally a nice day. We decided to take advantage of it and go outside with Tarren. We have a couple of tricycles that we keep outside that have been rained on quite a bit, but they still seem to do the job. Tarren has not mastered pedaling yet, but he is getting the idea. His daddy had to help him figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mSC-FmOII/AAAAAAAAAaA/hIAAloX2cEI/s1600-h/Tarren+614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447545804005193858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mSC-FmOII/AAAAAAAAAaA/hIAAloX2cEI/s200/Tarren+614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mSPJDch-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/bc5OWLWZiiI/s1600-h/Tarren+615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447546013107390434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mSPJDch-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/bc5OWLWZiiI/s200/Tarren+615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren got to swing on the tire swing with his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mS0wY9rCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/th5XqFnvlCE/s1600-h/Tarren+619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447546659321785378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mS0wY9rCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/th5XqFnvlCE/s200/Tarren+619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mTCXd-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAaY/2CBin-FylX0/s1600-h/Tarren+621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447546893150087106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mTCXd-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAaY/2CBin-FylX0/s200/Tarren+621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we just enjoyed the day! Tarren picked some flowers and gave to me...it was very sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mTZYVuPJI/AAAAAAAAAag/KP0cUxELYmA/s1600-h/Tarren+616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447547288520899730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mTZYVuPJI/AAAAAAAAAag/KP0cUxELYmA/s200/Tarren+616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward to more days like this, spring break and the rodeo! It should be a fun week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-795178203329487615?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/795178203329487615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=795178203329487615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/795178203329487615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/795178203329487615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-warm-day.html' title='Finally a warm day...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S5mSC-FmOII/AAAAAAAAAaA/hIAAloX2cEI/s72-c/Tarren+614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8138786276946487613</id><published>2010-02-07T09:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:18:34.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly things from a little boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27Y4f-Do_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ty-V0gpYTR4/s1600-h/Tarren+539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435520265448825842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27Y4f-Do_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ty-V0gpYTR4/s200/Tarren+539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27ZKKdXBbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/RK81eKmfPZw/s1600-h/Tarren+537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435520568912184754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27ZKKdXBbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/RK81eKmfPZw/s200/Tarren+537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren has been doing and saying a lot of things lately that are just so funny. He has recently realized that I have a baby in my tummy and every time he sees it he will come up and pat my belly and say baby. Well, a couple of weeks ago I was laying on my side and he came up and patted me on my butt and said, "baby". Yeah...so I guess I need to start exercising more because if my butt is starting to look like my stomach, that could be a scary thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is starting to try and say more and more words. It is so cute because sometimes the way they come out are funny. For example, he will see your belly button and call it a billy bun. I love it! He does his best to copy us when we are singing the ABCs. He is also starting to recognize when he has pooped. He will tell us pooh pooh. This is good because maybe we will start leaning toward being potty trained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He goes to my basketball games and the girls love him! They will take him out in the hall and play with him. He enjoys all of the attention he gets from all of those girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such a good boy about helping out. He will throw away his dirty diapers and trash. He also takes his clothes to his hamper. However, he has been confused a time or two and his diaper ended up in the hamper and his clothes in the trash. I love how loving he his and how he likes to cuddle. We can cuddle in bed for hours at night and play little games. He loves to play a kissing game and will come back for more and more. He is such a sweet spirit and has such a great personality! I look forward to seeing him grow more and more and I know he will be a fantastic big brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27Zi3kEFAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2inHtSCCd3s/s1600-h/Mama+B+birthday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435520993336759298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27Zi3kEFAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2inHtSCCd3s/s200/Mama+B+birthday+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8138786276946487613?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8138786276946487613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8138786276946487613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8138786276946487613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8138786276946487613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/02/silly-things-from-little-boy.html' title='Silly things from a little boy'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S27Y4f-Do_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ty-V0gpYTR4/s72-c/Tarren+539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4519359770741698650</id><published>2010-01-18T17:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:25:13.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were four of us....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtQzvoGWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9yHL8mB72jA/s1600-h/Baby+Bump+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428224323911948642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtQzvoGWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9yHL8mB72jA/s200/Baby+Bump+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtX-wVa9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/EJVD06gS6mY/s1600-h/Baby+Bump+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428224447126793170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtX-wVa9I/AAAAAAAAAZY/EJVD06gS6mY/s200/Baby+Bump+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtoB7sX-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/PCxIjFdb3bc/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just made the announcement that we are having our 2nd baby. I am 19 wks pregnant and we will find out in a week and a half what we are having. We did not tell anyone, not even our families until recently. The reason we did this is because we wanted to do an experiment. We wanted to see how long it would take people to ask and when they did ask if we could fool them into thinking I was just eating too much and not working out. Well, once I started to get a little lumpy the looks started. The kids at school were even whispering amongst themselves, but no one would ask me. As the weeks went by, I got bigger and bigger. Finally people starting asking, but they weren't asking me. They asked Spencer when I wasn't there. He did get a few people with the whole gaining weight and they back pedaled real fast on the inquiry. He told them before the conversation was over that I was pregnant, but it was funny to see their reactions when they thought they had made a false statement about me being pregnant. The kids at school have gotten braver and finally one 6th grader asked. When she did ask, she said it so fast that all I caught was pregnant at the end. I didn't have the heart to tease them so I told them yes. I had one other student ask if she could ask me a question without getting in trouble and I told her yes and she asked if I was pregnant. Once those two girls knew, it seemed like every student knew. So, the result of the experiment is that people will not ask you if you are pregnant until it is really obvious or they have confirmed it with someone else. Too many people have told me they have asked someone only to have them say they weren't. So, they are more careful now about asking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtoB7sX-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/PCxIjFdb3bc/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428224722857648098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtoB7sX-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/PCxIjFdb3bc/s200/IMG_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we are really excited for this baby and are nervous at the same time. We are so use to only having to deal with one child. We tried to plan this pregnancy a little better and make sure that I am out for the summer from school. The baby is due June 14th and school gets out June 5th. We figure if the baby comes two weeks early like Tarren did, it will still put us on the last week of school. So, either way it isn't bad. I had a c-section with Tarren and I am hoping to have a vbac with this one. We will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is our exciting news for now!&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/3649540782606288508-4519359770741698650?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4519359770741698650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4519359770741698650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4519359770741698650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4519359770741698650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-then-there-were-four-of-us.html' title='And then there were four of us....'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/S1TtQzvoGWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9yHL8mB72jA/s72-c/Baby+Bump+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3065742772516287524</id><published>2009-12-27T11:50:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T12:34:04.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and Christmas</title><content type='html'>Once again time has slipped by without me really realizing it. The last time I posted it wasn't Halloween yet. Well, Halloween has come and gone already. We went as Peterpan, Tinkerbell and a lost boy for Halloween. We ended up being too tired to go trick or treating but we did go to the ward Trunk or Treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-pG2aNnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SyigbE244Rk/s1600-h/halloween+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420713977428194930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-pG2aNnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SyigbE244Rk/s200/halloween+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-5zEFb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/2fb0T2rRLeg/s1600-h/halloween8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420714264174620514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-5zEFb2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/2fb0T2rRLeg/s200/halloween8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-zn-zBHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/P_b-ElaoBYE/s1600-h/halloween+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420714158120436850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-zn-zBHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/P_b-ElaoBYE/s200/halloween+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_EUpg9kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/AFlC7rV5kmI/s1600-h/halloween+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420714444988675650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_EUpg9kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/AFlC7rV5kmI/s200/halloween+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_d_YYcGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Xo90lJix0kQ/s1600-h/Tarren+574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420714885956268130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_d_YYcGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Xo90lJix0kQ/s200/Tarren+574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_r4K8aDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fHe_cDs5hOM/s1600-h/Tarren+580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420715124539025458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo_r4K8aDI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fHe_cDs5hOM/s200/Tarren+580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year for Christmas, Spencer's family gets together and makes tamales. I finally decided to take pictures of it this year and I didn't do a very good job of it, but I did get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpEC4u0WbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/IKEJxgwPncc/s1600-h/Tarren+583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420719917872994738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpEC4u0WbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/IKEJxgwPncc/s200/Tarren+583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpERuSbdVI/AAAAAAAAAYw/JVMmtyGhKzI/s1600-h/Tarren+584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420720172767606098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpERuSbdVI/AAAAAAAAAYw/JVMmtyGhKzI/s200/Tarren+584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think to take a picture of the tamale actually coming out of the machine. It basically is a machine that you put meat in and maza in and then when you crank it the tamale comes out. We then took the tamale and rolled it in the husk and then you cook them in a pan. They were quite yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas day, we opened up presents and then we went down to Pearland to spend the day with Spencer's family. Tarren actually enjoyed opening the presents. We only wrapped up Tarren's presents this year. Spencer and I got our presents early this year. He got an xbox and lots and lots of games. My present was a beautiful necklace and new Nike sunglasses. I haven't had any glasses for this year to wear at work and so they are perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpF80JeChI/AAAAAAAAAY4/OJ0Dz18UtPI/s1600-h/Tarren+589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420722012586641938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpF80JeChI/AAAAAAAAAY4/OJ0Dz18UtPI/s200/Tarren+589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My co-worker's 6yr old son gave this chair to Tarren because he didn't use it anymore. Tarren LOVES it! He wanted to sit in the chair to open up his presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpGmADETUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/iFqT6rOusNc/s1600-h/Tarren+592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420722720155651394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpGmADETUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/iFqT6rOusNc/s200/Tarren+592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpG_d_Zb8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/SZFeFPQ4y38/s1600-h/Tarren+602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420723157690052546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SzpG_d_Zb8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/SZFeFPQ4y38/s200/Tarren+602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, we had a garage sale the day after Christmas to make room for the new toys.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is I always told myself I wasn't going to spend money on toys because kids at this age are happy playing with boxes and sticks. I gave up on that idea though when I first had Tarren. It is so much fun to buy stuff for him and eventually he does get bored with the box and then he has his toy to play with. Plus I like to play with him when he plays with his toys:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward to the New Year and are excited for what it will bring. We are excited to see the stages that Tarren will go through. He is starting to copycat what we say now which is funny and scary! He is wanting to become more independent with what he does and loves to follow us around. One of his favorite things to do is shower or should I say play in the water. He also LOVES to go outside even if it is cold! We bought him a potty chair and are hoping that he will pick up on it soon. :) He will be 2 in about 4 months and he is showing the signs of it aka throwing fits. We will see what the New Year brings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3065742772516287524?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3065742772516287524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3065742772516287524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3065742772516287524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3065742772516287524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/12/halloween-and-christmas.html' title='Halloween and Christmas'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Szo-pG2aNnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SyigbE244Rk/s72-c/halloween+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6011660946233420905</id><published>2009-10-17T13:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:52:07.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time marches on...time marches on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel like we are living the song by Tracy Lawrence Time Marches on. I can not believe how fast the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months are flying by. It seems like summer just ended, but in reality that was two months ago. We have already completed one 6wks of school and are almost half way through the second. I only have 2 games left in my volleyball season. It just seems unbelievable! I know those will be over in a blink of an eye and we will be moving on to basketball season. It seems like every year school gets a little easier. I think that it because I am getting more experience and more confidence. I know my first year, I was timid. As a matter of fact, the next year when the 8th graders came to visit they told me they thought I was a student teacher. I don't know if it was because they thought I looked young or because I wasn't as confident. I think it might have been a little of both. I had a student this year tell me she thought I was only 18. I used to be bothered by this, but now that I am getting older...I take it as a compliment. Who doesn't want to look 18 again. Anyways, school is going fantastic and I truly love my work that I get to do. Here are the last 4 years of my school pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoQk39kKKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BwH7fD5L-YA/s1600-h/School+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 140px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393641729413097634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoQk39kKKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BwH7fD5L-YA/s200/School+pics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren is growing sooo fast. Everyday he is changing! He is sooo talkative! He loves to talk on the phone and carry on a conversation even if the person he is talking to has no idea what he is saying. He is becoming a little man! I went and had his 18 month pictures done and they turned out fantastic. These are three of my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRStiQyPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/uaDLYySVfto/s1600-h/Cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393642516888209650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRStiQyPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/uaDLYySVfto/s200/Cutie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRsiD4R7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/kEpUNLEqy28/s1600-h/Cutie+Pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393642960484583346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRsiD4R7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/kEpUNLEqy28/s200/Cutie+Pie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRfMP2LGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EA1eNHzRyz8/s1600-h/Tarren+and+Winnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393642731290897506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoRfMP2LGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EA1eNHzRyz8/s200/Tarren+and+Winnie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer is working as hard as ever and doing a fantastic job at it! He still is the best at remembering the small things! He comes to all of my games and stays the whole night until all 3 are done! I love him soooo much!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are excited for Halloween this year! I think Spencer and I are more excited than Tarren! We can't wait to go trick or treating! We will post pictures when that happens until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the only thing that stays the same is everything changes, everything changes&lt;/strong&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/3649540782606288508-6011660946233420905?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6011660946233420905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6011660946233420905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6011660946233420905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6011660946233420905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-marches-ontime-marches-on.html' title='Time marches on...time marches on...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/StoQk39kKKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BwH7fD5L-YA/s72-c/School+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7884002331203077310</id><published>2009-08-06T08:51:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:14:23.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer coming to an end...</title><content type='html'>We bought a slip'n slide at Target that was on clearance and it was for sure a cheapy item. We set it up in the front yard and Tarren seemed to like it and the neighbors across the street came over. Tarren really liked the sprinkler part of it. He is obsessed with sprinklers. When we go outside, that is the first thing he runs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer took a turn on it and so it was my turn. I did it like I would have always done it...BIG mistake. I forgot I have a c-section scar and when I stood up it was throbbing. It has been 15 months since I got it but I don't think it can handle slip'n slides. I guess throwing your body on the ground while you are running isn't probably the smartest idea. It started to feel better, but even this morning when I got up it is still sore. Hopefully, it is just the scar tissue underneath that is irritated and not something else. I guess if it was more serious I would be in a lot of pain. Anyways, I did learn not to do a slip'n slide on my tummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Snrh-KV1hwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_QYhIYBbCH8/s1600-h/Tarren+481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850364009449218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Snrh-KV1hwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_QYhIYBbCH8/s200/Tarren+481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjlhrqakI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fDNvRItrD7I/s1600-h/Tarren+483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852139801537090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjlhrqakI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fDNvRItrD7I/s200/Tarren+483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnriqUQgbaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/t-Yn0_9lx4M/s1600-h/Tarren+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851122585693602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnriqUQgbaI/AAAAAAAAAWY/t-Yn0_9lx4M/s200/Tarren+487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Snri2wUNBgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eGW-lSFwx9A/s1600-h/Tarren+486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851336275822082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Snri2wUNBgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eGW-lSFwx9A/s200/Tarren+486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjGS9BpcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kT4mQGoURLk/s1600-h/Tarren+484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851603271886274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjGS9BpcI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kT4mQGoURLk/s200/Tarren+484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjzWdSWZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eg6ytdxYuzM/s1600-h/Tarren+492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852377306618258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SnrjzWdSWZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eg6ytdxYuzM/s200/Tarren+492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still can't believe how fast summer went this year. It is pretty much over for me. I start back at work(school) on August 12th. We have a lot of trainings to go to before actual school starts on the 24th. It was a fun and relaxing summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7884002331203077310?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7884002331203077310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7884002331203077310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7884002331203077310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7884002331203077310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-coming-to-end.html' title='Summer coming to an end...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Snrh-KV1hwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_QYhIYBbCH8/s72-c/Tarren+481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5385386625155717688</id><published>2009-07-23T21:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:10:50.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE ON FRIDAY: The Providence Essential Two Person 72 hour Kit Giveway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SmkXYHchALI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8MTX4EUs4n4/s1600-h/300x250_prd_99_m1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361842534444236978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SmkXYHchALI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8MTX4EUs4n4/s200/300x250_prd_99_m1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winner of this great prize will be ready to go with items like an AM/FM radio, a tube tent, sleeping bags, ponchos, water, and a deluxe first aid kit. You can check out the entire list of included items by &lt;a href="http://www.shelfreliance.com/product/view/p99" target="_blank"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;. The pack is valued at $119.99. A great thing about this kit is that it’s designed for a quick getaway. It would be great to keep in the trunk of your car or in a closet by the front door, where it can be easily accessed in an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;Enough chit-chat! Keep reading to learn about giveaway rules and how you can enter to win the Providence Essential 72-Hour Kit!&lt;br /&gt;Each person is eligible for up to 3 entries. Each entry must be listed in a separate comment.&lt;br /&gt;Entry #1 - Leave a comment and tell us which item in the Providence Essential 72-Hour Kit you think is the most useful and necessary to have in an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;Entry #2 - Subscribe to this blog by clicking one of the “Subcribe to our Blog” icons, found in the right sidebar of this page.&lt;br /&gt;Entry #3 - Post about this giveaway on your personal blog. The post must include a link back to the Shelf Reliance blog. In order to verify these entries, we require that you leave the address of your blog within the body of your comment OR in the blank that says “Website” in the commenting form.&lt;br /&gt;The giveaway will be closed and the winner will be chosen at noon (12 pm) MST on Friday, July 24th. We will contact the winner via e-mail; he or she will have a week to respond to the e-mail and accept the prize. If the first winner does not accept the prize, a new winner will be chosen.&lt;br /&gt;Only those in the continental U.S. are eligible to win. Offer excludes dealers and Shelf Reliance employees. The winner will be chosen randomly. Any entries that aren’t in accordance with the giveaway rules will be disqualified and removed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.shelfreliance.com/blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5385386625155717688?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5385386625155717688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5385386625155717688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5385386625155717688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5385386625155717688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-on-friday-providence-essential-two.html' title='FREE ON FRIDAY: The Providence Essential Two Person 72 hour Kit Giveway'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SmkXYHchALI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8MTX4EUs4n4/s72-c/300x250_prd_99_m1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3429653157649311572</id><published>2009-06-15T12:12:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:55:13.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Celebration and Anguiano Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>We celebrated our 3yr anniversary this year by going to San Antonio for 3 days. Technically our anniversary date was May 27th, but I was till in school so we just celebrated June 6th- June 9th. Spencer's mom watched Tarren for us so we could have some alone time. We dropped him off on Saturday evening and headed to San Antonio. I reserved a hotel and had already paid for it online. When we got to our hotel at midnight, we found out that they had double booked our room and had already given it away. All they had left was a room with two standard beds. We had booked a king size. They agreed to call one of their sister hotels and see if they had any available. They said they did and so we were off to another hotel about 6 miles away from where we originally wanted to stay. When we got to that hotel, they checked us in and we went to find our room. Thank goodness we didn't unpack yet because it had 2 double beds in it. Spencer went back to the office and the worker called another hotel to see if they had it. They said they did and so we were off to another hotel that was probably 6 more miles from this hotel. So, we were getting further and further from downtown where we wanted to be. It was starting to get quite frustrating. We got to the last hotel and it was finally a king. I guess we could have pushed the beds together, but I really didn't want to roll over and feel the crack of the bed. I just don't see what is the point of making a reservation if when you get there it isn't there anymore. Anyways, the third hotel ended up being nicer than the original so it work out in that way. We had a blast while we were there. We went and played tennis, swam in the pool, went to the movies and saw TAKEN, and we went to fiesta texas six flags. I realized that my stomach has gotten much weaker since I have gotten older. There were quite a few times I thought I was going to lose my breakfast. We got our caricature done and it turned out pretty good. We try and get one done every anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaE7kyIpDI/AAAAAAAAATo/_F62I50Dyq8/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347607766570148914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaE7kyIpDI/AAAAAAAAATo/_F62I50Dyq8/s200/Fiesta+Texas+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaFOjq7ueI/AAAAAAAAATw/lkpC_bD93oY/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347608092689021410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaFOjq7ueI/AAAAAAAAATw/lkpC_bD93oY/s200/Fiesta+Texas+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaFwza-grI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FU6pemMuxMg/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347608681032614578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaFwza-grI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FU6pemMuxMg/s200/Fiesta+Texas+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGTzqu6yI/AAAAAAAAAUA/W-sVQ-TJqbw/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347609282394123042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGTzqu6yI/AAAAAAAAAUA/W-sVQ-TJqbw/s200/Fiesta+Texas+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played the arcade at the movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGpKrMyxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4C3vARhjT6U/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347609649347349266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGpKrMyxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4C3vARhjT6U/s200/Fiesta+Texas+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGytpYe-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LzY9Ujvjo3g/s1600-h/Fiesta+Texas+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347609813353790434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaGytpYe-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LzY9Ujvjo3g/s200/Fiesta+Texas+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;REUNION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had reunion on June 12th-14th. We went to Pearland on Friday and we played paintball. It was pretty hot, but it was lots of fun. Spencer and I went one on one and he kicked my butt. He shot me twice in the back, but I got him 3 times in the arm. It was pretty painful. I have some pretty good size bruises to show for it. After paintball, we went to pick up Tarren at puttputt. He was with Spencer's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaH_89Wc8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/LCfM_AbZwWA/s1600-h/Family+Reunion+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347611140314002370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaH_89Wc8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/LCfM_AbZwWA/s200/Family+Reunion+2009+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to stay at Heath's, Spencer's brother, in Lake Jackson. On Saturday, everyone came to Lake Jackson and we went to this awesome rec center. It had a sweet water slide and lots of little water toys for kids. After that, we went and had brisket, chicken, ribs and pork that Heath smoked at a park. It was sooooo good!!! Tarren had a blast on the swings and with all of his cousins. There were five babies that were between the ages of 16 months and 1 yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJAZkmXuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/K3GSh32HrjE/s1600-h/Family+Reunion+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347612247506444002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJAZkmXuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/K3GSh32HrjE/s200/Family+Reunion+2009+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJdp1XoFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/xHNPjNphnEU/s1600-h/Family+Reunion+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347612750087954514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJdp1XoFI/AAAAAAAAAUo/xHNPjNphnEU/s200/Family+Reunion+2009+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrigan, who was born on the same day as Tarren, was trying to push Tarren around. It was so cute. Then on Sunday, she was going around giving kisses. She gave one to Tarren and then would walk away and come back to give him another one. WAY CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJp3w4zRI/AAAAAAAAAUw/TlhzWTGqc-0/s1600-h/Family+Reunion+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347612959985683730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJp3w4zRI/AAAAAAAAAUw/TlhzWTGqc-0/s200/Family+Reunion+2009+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJ01gItQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GlFgiMNtQgc/s1600-h/Family+Reunion+2009+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347613148357113090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaJ01gItQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GlFgiMNtQgc/s200/Family+Reunion+2009+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an exciting weekend! We had lots of fun! Next year it will be our turn to be in charge of reunion. It should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3429653157649311572?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3429653157649311572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3429653157649311572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3429653157649311572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3429653157649311572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/06/anniversary-celebration-and-anguiano.html' title='Anniversary Celebration and Anguiano Family Reunion'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SjaE7kyIpDI/AAAAAAAAATo/_F62I50Dyq8/s72-c/Fiesta+Texas+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1239176215265061408</id><published>2009-05-26T07:31:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:06:21.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Spencer's cousin Jacob and his wife Lexi came over for Memorial Day. They have an 8 month old boy(Dom). Tarren was sooooo excited to see another baby. It was really cute to see them play together. They were following each other around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvh1-eojfI/AAAAAAAAARw/BiT_RJfoGsE/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340110100598656498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvh1-eojfI/AAAAAAAAARw/BiT_RJfoGsE/s200/Memorial+Day+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShviGcnA5jI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Pqa_w-FDB44/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340110383564777010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShviGcnA5jI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Pqa_w-FDB44/s200/Memorial+Day+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren hasn't quite gotten the fact that he needs to share his toys. He wasn't completely greedy, but there were a couple of times he decided he liked the toy that Dom had instead of the one he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvipwGPQGI/AAAAAAAAASA/l64ZUlPgl1k/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340110990091436130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvipwGPQGI/AAAAAAAAASA/l64ZUlPgl1k/s200/Memorial+Day+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took them outside to ride in the wagon. They seemed to like it for the most part until Tarren thought he could ride without holding on to the side. He eventually just laid down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvjYUwyjwI/AAAAAAAAASI/pwgSz3L29GA/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340111790207569666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvjYUwyjwI/AAAAAAAAASI/pwgSz3L29GA/s200/Memorial+Day+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvjybB4voI/AAAAAAAAASQ/DA3RKtXE6Dc/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340112238566489730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvjybB4voI/AAAAAAAAASQ/DA3RKtXE6Dc/s200/Memorial+Day+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvkBJysBjI/AAAAAAAAASY/oAKvteftE9I/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340112491637376562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvkBJysBjI/AAAAAAAAASY/oAKvteftE9I/s200/Memorial+Day+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they rode in the wagon, we got the water hose out and a small pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvlt_GnrBI/AAAAAAAAASw/OGVrP8d7ju8/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340114361373928466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvlt_GnrBI/AAAAAAAAASw/OGVrP8d7ju8/s200/Memorial+Day+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvkw5IqbgI/AAAAAAAAASg/NxAvp6Bm0TE/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340113311799864834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvkw5IqbgI/AAAAAAAAASg/NxAvp6Bm0TE/s200/Memorial+Day+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvlRtLsHZI/AAAAAAAAASo/HSdtRw4hRm0/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340113875527015826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvlRtLsHZI/AAAAAAAAASo/HSdtRw4hRm0/s200/Memorial+Day+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvmd-ZeFxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/27JBVHVAsLE/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340115185818277650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvmd-ZeFxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/27JBVHVAsLE/s200/Memorial+Day+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren was a little thirsty and tried to drink water out of the hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvm33GIldI/AAAAAAAAATA/xnPAdBhFgpg/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340115630534727122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvm33GIldI/AAAAAAAAATA/xnPAdBhFgpg/s200/Memorial+Day+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvnOoq4lcI/AAAAAAAAATI/RWhyk8tdeqU/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340116021799327170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvnOoq4lcI/AAAAAAAAATI/RWhyk8tdeqU/s200/Memorial+Day+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lots of fun and look forward to the next time they come to visit! On another note, I can't believe how fast Tarren is growing up. He is officially walking, but he still drops and decides to crawl a lot. He is able to almost reach the lock on the door handle and I got a picture of it before I told him not to touch it. I just can't believe how FAST they grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvoRXF3-YI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VSjfNqT96Hk/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340117168131930498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvoRXF3-YI/AAAAAAAAATQ/VSjfNqT96Hk/s200/Memorial+Day+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvojfDrM8I/AAAAAAAAATY/mdSEtKLS7MI/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340117479507833794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ShvojfDrM8I/AAAAAAAAATY/mdSEtKLS7MI/s200/Memorial+Day+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1239176215265061408?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1239176215265061408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1239176215265061408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1239176215265061408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1239176215265061408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Shvh1-eojfI/AAAAAAAAARw/BiT_RJfoGsE/s72-c/Memorial+Day+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4920251252833707084</id><published>2009-04-26T16:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:17:21.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarren's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Tarren turned 1 on Friday April 24th. We decided to have his party on Saturday. We went to the same park that we used to have my birthday partys at when I was a kid. I decided to get the main cake made at Wal-mart and they did a really good job. For Tarren's birthday cake, I made him a small Elmo. It turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTZbIgoqUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_pEP-NwTn7A/s1600-h/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329123319250200898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTZbIgoqUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_pEP-NwTn7A/s200/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heath, Spencer's brother, came down Friday night and brought his big smoker. He smoked chicken, pork and brisket. They were up all night cooking it. It was sooooo good!!! We started setting up for the party and had everything almost ready when a family showed up with their grill. They came and asked us if we rented this spot. We told them no. We never rented it growing up. They said they had to pay $200 for this spot. We were floored. I told them we would move into the grass. They said their party didn't start until 5:30 and that we were fine. I think the reason they had to pay was because they wanted to use the inside of the facility. We were just using the covered outside part. We ate lots of food, talked and then we were ready for the cake. Tarren was a little grumpy because he did not get a good nap all day. He was not to keen about sticking his hand in the cake and eating it. He did touch it with one hand, but he did not want to get anything else dirty. Spencer tried to hlep him by putting his other hand in it. He did not like that at all. We decided half way through that we should take his clothes off. Yeah...that wasn't the best idea. Spencer had icing all over him and then when I tried to clean Tarren off I got my share of icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTbabvTzAI/AAAAAAAAARY/Af_w3DRJjxE/s1600-h/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329125506255408130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTbabvTzAI/AAAAAAAAARY/Af_w3DRJjxE/s200/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went and played on the playground for a little bit and then we started to open up presents. Tarren got some pretty cool toys. He got a little bit of everything...clothes, toys, books and even a gift card. He did get a really cool riding toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTcNJQRVCI/AAAAAAAAARg/s2sSl7rvqhU/s1600-h/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329126377466713122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTcNJQRVCI/AAAAAAAAARg/s2sSl7rvqhU/s200/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be a beautiful day and we had a fantastic party!! I think Tarren enjoyed himself. He expressed himself with a kiss for his daddy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTc2mPsPlI/AAAAAAAAARo/dF_GetZcXmg/s1600-h/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329127089623547474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTc2mPsPlI/AAAAAAAAARo/dF_GetZcXmg/s200/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3649540782606288508-4920251252833707084?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4920251252833707084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4920251252833707084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4920251252833707084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4920251252833707084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/04/tarrens-1st-birthday.html' title='Tarren&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SfTZbIgoqUI/AAAAAAAAARQ/_pEP-NwTn7A/s72-c/Tarren%27s+1st+birthday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8935210300027505519</id><published>2009-04-18T09:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:07:19.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>We went down to Pearland to celebrate Easter. We decided to do it on Saturday because it was suppose to rain on Sunday. We had a fantastic dinner of brisket, mashed potatoes, bread, corn and lots of yummy deserts. After dinner, the dads and older kids went out to hide the easter eggs and baskets. The tradition is to hide the baskets and they can't pick up any eggs until they find their baskets. I hid Spencer's basket up in a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Seno1Rn6zWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7YTeOTtBZJU/s1600-h/Tarren+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044036303867234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Seno1Rn6zWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7YTeOTtBZJU/s200/Tarren+409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren got his basket right in front because he is still little. He loved his basket and everything in it. He would pull out one thing and play with it then pull out the next. He only picked up one egg and then put it in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenpcZFqLqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yXQHSm-Cz_M/s1600-h/Tarren+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326044708322553506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenpcZFqLqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yXQHSm-Cz_M/s200/Tarren+413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the egg hunt is done, they bring out the confetti eggs. It is fun to try and avoid being hit. No one is immune...not even Tarren. The confetti gets everywhere. It goes down your pants and sometimes you won't find it till hours later. I found some hiding in Tarren's diaper later that night. It is fun to smash the eggs, but it is a pain trying to get all of it out of your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenqUJk2g1I/AAAAAAAAARA/MRoudSNiJWI/s1600-h/Tarren+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326045666231092050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenqUJk2g1I/AAAAAAAAARA/MRoudSNiJWI/s200/Tarren+417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Spencer put a tire swing up in the tree in our front yard. It is fun to swing in. You can actually go pretty high. The first time Spencer pushed me I went so high my legs got scraped up in the tree branches. Spencer trimmed the tree so that won't happen any more. Tarren loves to swing in the tire swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenrGuVmDfI/AAAAAAAAARI/CgTvPC4D7ic/s1600-h/Tarren+420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326046535092669938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SenrGuVmDfI/AAAAAAAAARI/CgTvPC4D7ic/s200/Tarren+420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarren is starting to walk a little better with help. He is using his walking wagon more. He is also standing up on his own without holding on to things. It is only for like 15 seconds, but it is something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8935210300027505519?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8935210300027505519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8935210300027505519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8935210300027505519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8935210300027505519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Seno1Rn6zWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/7YTeOTtBZJU/s72-c/Tarren+409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5062960155274745709</id><published>2009-03-23T17:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:34:13.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEA FOR CLAPPING!!!</title><content type='html'>I had to post this little story real quick. So, yesterday at church before Tarren got sick all over me, he was alseep on my chest and he sat up with his eyes still closed clapped four times and layed back down. He never even woke up. Yes, my son sleep claps. Unfortunately for him, I think he is doomed when it comes to sleep walking/talking. Spencer slept walked as a child and I slept walked and talked as a child. I still do talk in my sleep according to Spencer. So...it should be a fun time for us. I do remember hearing funny stories of things I did in my sleep and I wish I could see them. I guess here is my opportunity. Yea for sleep walkers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5062960155274745709?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5062960155274745709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5062960155274745709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5062960155274745709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5062960155274745709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/03/yea-for-clapping.html' title='YEA FOR CLAPPING!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7744121107104859219</id><published>2009-03-22T09:35:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:00:13.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 09 cont...</title><content type='html'>On thursday, we went to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZNHIWuhpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8-KrdE3QEME/s1600-h/Tarren+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021195054679698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZNHIWuhpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8-KrdE3QEME/s200/Tarren+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the petting zoo. Tarren would just pet the ears of the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZNp8_iNBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nIbX1fUa78Y/s1600-h/Tarren+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316021793300034578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZNp8_iNBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nIbX1fUa78Y/s200/Tarren+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the piranhas. They had this neat tunnel you can go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZPLb4Yy4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/-4xPWGWBIac/s1600-h/Tarren+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023468038867842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZPLb4Yy4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/-4xPWGWBIac/s200/Tarren+298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, we got up and went down to the park to go swimming. It was Tarren's first time in the water and I think he loved it. He enjoyed splashing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZP2Lo769I/AAAAAAAAAQA/A48VX6Gp-NM/s1600-h/Tarren+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316024202413468626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZP2Lo769I/AAAAAAAAAQA/A48VX6Gp-NM/s200/Tarren+322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZQd1fyzZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0UV1mC6llOA/s1600-h/Tarren+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316024883664309650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZQd1fyzZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0UV1mC6llOA/s200/Tarren+323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the rodeo. We sat on the tractors, went to the petting zoo, went to the farmer's market, got to see a live birth of a calf and we saw Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn that night. It was a blast. Oh and we got to have our fried twinkies/milky ways. Tarren was sooo good during the whole thing. He clapped along with the music and even tried to dance. It was cute. He is really getting good at the clapping thing. He loves to do it all of the time. On the way home, we were listening to a cd I bought that has a bunch of kid songs on it and Tarren was clapping along with the Bingo song. It was sooo cute. This whole week was a lot of fun and I am sad to see it end. I will be excited for when the summer comes. We can have more fun and exciting trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZSICKfvBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1Fw_g61Kcq4/s1600-h/Tarren+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316026708130774034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZSICKfvBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1Fw_g61Kcq4/s200/Tarren+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7744121107104859219?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7744121107104859219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7744121107104859219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7744121107104859219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7744121107104859219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-09-cont.html' title='Spring Break 09 cont...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScZNHIWuhpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/8-KrdE3QEME/s72-c/Tarren+284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-9102127047177851303</id><published>2009-03-17T17:24:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:09:56.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 09</title><content type='html'>I was going to wait until the end of the week to post, but I figured the post would be way too long and I would probably leave out a whole bunch. So, I am posting a little at a time. Yesterday was the first day of Spring Break and it was nice to just relax at home. It was just Tarren and I for the most part. Spencer had to work. We went to the DPS to change the address on my drivers license and yes it has been two years since we moved to our house and I haven't changed it. I just haven't made the time to get it done. Unfortunately for me, I have a class B (so I can drive a bus) and I can't just change my address over the internet. So, we were there for about an hour. It wasn't too bad. The best part about it was that I didn't do my hair...I just bunned it and they had me take a new picture. So, that should be a lovely turnout of a picture and I get to keep it for 3 more years. After that, we went home and took a small nap. I LOVE naps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for a jog with Tarren to the park. After I finished my run, I went inside and got paperwork so that we can go swimming on Wednesday. It should be pretty new and exciting. We went to the playground after that and he LOVED it. We tried out the swing first and I had to literally unpry his fingers to get him out. We probably would still be swinging if he had his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAlHRfOkjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/T1G7B7cHFyo/s1600-h/Tarren+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314288367180878386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAlHRfOkjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/T1G7B7cHFyo/s320/Tarren+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the purple bouncy monster next. We pretty much got kicked off by a bunch of other kids. They were hovering and kept asking when we were going to be done. So, I just let him bounce a little and then left. Yes...I was bullied by a bunch of 4 &amp;amp;5 yr olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAlsNh0i9I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lFBILPWreW8/s1600-h/Tarren+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289001773173714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAlsNh0i9I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lFBILPWreW8/s320/Tarren+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was the slide. This wasn't as exciting to Tarren as I thought it would be. He seemed a little bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAl_ZU7xhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IdYqkNrQ-ao/s1600-h/Tarren+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289331357861394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAl_ZU7xhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IdYqkNrQ-ao/s320/Tarren+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last of all, we played in one of the tunnels. He wasn't quite sure what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAmYGuNQwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ATJCa2MQ_dU/s1600-h/Tarren+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314289755860321026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAmYGuNQwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ATJCa2MQ_dU/s320/Tarren+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to the Blue Bell Factory. I have never been and this trip was probably more for me than it was for Tarren, but I think he really enjoyed it. Spencer, his mom, his brother, Tarren and I all hopped in the car around 9:30 this morning. We went up to Brenham. When we got there, we were really surprised at how long the line was. It weaved out into the parking lot. We got in line and were told that it was a good hour and half before we weould make it in. So, we stood in line. As we were in line, I decided to take a picture of Tarren and I actually caught him in the action of his new thing...putting his finger up his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAn7XA2MrI/AAAAAAAAAOo/eHtA5XslILM/s1600-h/Tarren+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291461040517810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAn7XA2MrI/AAAAAAAAAOo/eHtA5XslILM/s320/Tarren+245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made our way into the factory and it was really neat to see how everything works. After we came out, we ate our icecream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAosav1dOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Tcl-H7AvUyA/s1600-h/Tarren+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314292303856497890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAosav1dOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Tcl-H7AvUyA/s320/Tarren+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played with the bucket and rode the cow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScApRVSb0TI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jSlTSmasttA/s1600-h/Tarren+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314292938046165298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScApRVSb0TI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jSlTSmasttA/s320/Tarren+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScApfdqwgaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1u_z2S0uYtI/s1600-h/Tarren+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314293180813836706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScApfdqwgaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1u_z2S0uYtI/s320/Tarren+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we played frisbee and played on the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScArKLAPCrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OyI_Jq7Z7ZA/s1600-h/Tarren+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314295014049647282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScArKLAPCrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OyI_Jq7Z7ZA/s320/Tarren+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAr56enxAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QO4Gp-bdMdI/s1600-h/Tarren+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314295834247414786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAr56enxAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QO4Gp-bdMdI/s320/Tarren+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last of all on our way out, we played with the bluebonnets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAshy1SNOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/EscEz9BjkmE/s1600-h/Tarren+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314296519389754594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAshy1SNOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/EscEz9BjkmE/s320/Tarren+279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a very fun and exciting day for all of us. We left with a tummy full of icecream, lots of pictures and a t-shirt for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-9102127047177851303?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/9102127047177851303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=9102127047177851303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/9102127047177851303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/9102127047177851303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-09.html' title='Spring Break 09'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/ScAlHRfOkjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/T1G7B7cHFyo/s72-c/Tarren+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2471667811882249144</id><published>2009-02-28T07:20:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T07:50:36.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another month...</title><content type='html'>So much has happened in the last month and I have not posted. So...here it is. At the beginning of the month, Spencer threw me a birthday party. It was great to see all of the fam. Spencer got me a beautiful ring with my birthstone in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak8N5UWwKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J2pCikApHmI/s1600-h/Ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307839845255004322" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak8N5UWwKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J2pCikApHmI/s320/Ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also got me a gift certificate to a spa. I am waiting to use that until I reach my workout goal. I would rather not have someone give me a massage and get to feel all of my mushy fat. I can't wait to use it though and I am hoping it will be by April. He also got me a fantastic pair of new shoes. LOVE THEM!! They go with almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak9FK1fF_I/AAAAAAAAANY/iquoDoefObg/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307840794850170866" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak9FK1fF_I/AAAAAAAAANY/iquoDoefObg/s320/shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;So my birthday was a blast! I got everything I could ask for and more. Our next exciting day was Valentines Day. Spencer surprised me at work with a beautiful flower arrangement. The best part about the flowers are that they are made of wood. I can keep them FOREVER!!! :) I keep meaning to take a picture but I keep forgetting my camera. On Valentines Day, we stayed home and Spencer cooked a fantastic dinner of steaks, potatoes and corn. YUMMY!!! He got me a pair of earrings to match my ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak-bOdSewI/AAAAAAAAANg/-KEMxIa69Is/s1600-h/earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307842273291172610" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak-bOdSewI/AAAAAAAAANg/-KEMxIa69Is/s320/earrings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 91/2 months, Tarren finally crawled. He has gotten much better since the beginning and much faster. He will follow you around like a little puppy. It is cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_fw5vVAI/AAAAAAAAANo/l8RWFIcJwZ4/s1600-h/Tarren+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843450768413698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_fw5vVAI/AAAAAAAAANo/l8RWFIcJwZ4/s320/Tarren+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_pUOQPFI/AAAAAAAAANw/VcyMpSC73xk/s1600-h/Tarren+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843614868520018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_pUOQPFI/AAAAAAAAANw/VcyMpSC73xk/s320/Tarren+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_xgoi7pI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aY6X8efiR5Y/s1600-h/Tarren+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843755638976146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak_xgoi7pI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aY6X8efiR5Y/s320/Tarren+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is amazing how fast they grow and develop. This month has been a great month! I am excited for March to come. Spring break is right around the corner! Yeah! We are hoping to go and do a few fun things during that week of vacation. We will see. :) I am sure there will be plenty of pictures to post. Spencer is taking Tarren on a Father/Son campout in a couple of weeks and that should be interesting. Tarren loves being outside, so I am sure they will have a blast. I haven't quite decided what I will do while they are gone. I have two weeks to think about it, but I am sure I will come up with something to preoccupy me. I will miss my two men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2471667811882249144?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2471667811882249144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2471667811882249144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2471667811882249144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2471667811882249144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-month.html' title='Another month...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/Sak8N5UWwKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/J2pCikApHmI/s72-c/Ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5508031928487460506</id><published>2009-01-19T08:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:18:49.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How fast time flys</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how fast time flys. Tarren will be 9 months on Saturday. It does not seem like that much time has past since I had him. He is growing like a weed! He has his two bottom teeth in and is starting to get one on the top. He loves to chew on EVERYTHING! He loves to try anything that we are eating. When we are eating, he will just stare at you until you give him some. Once he has had a taste, he sits there with his mouth open ready for more. It reminds me of a baby bird. His personality is coming out more and more everyday. He is one funny little boy! His expressions are priceless. He still is quite the chunk. We are hoping that when he starts crawling it will just drop off and he will even out. He is not quite crawling yet. He wants to! He will start to try and lean that way and get up on one knee but once the other one comes out he plops to his belly. He is really good at scooting on his bottom. I put him down at one place and when I come back he is all the way across the room. He is trying to pull up on things, but he can't quite figure out how to get that much weight off the ground. He trys to pull his whole body up with just his arms. Yeah, that isn't happening. I do love that he is sooo huggable! He is just so squishy! I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine. He shall be my squishy! (For all of you that watch finding Nemo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSU_FaZCjI/AAAAAAAAAME/0P0HIVks5qg/s1600-h/Tarren+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019273572715058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSU_FaZCjI/AAAAAAAAAME/0P0HIVks5qg/s320/Tarren+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (At grandma's) You can see his two teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSVkTIIeiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6ry7qw57BTU/s1600-h/Tarren+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019912909388322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSVkTIIeiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6ry7qw57BTU/s320/Tarren+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything goes in the mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSV-_aaPnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xehOWe-jrVQ/s1600-h/Tarren+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293020371473809010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSV-_aaPnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xehOWe-jrVQ/s320/Tarren+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dog would go in his mouth too if he could catch her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSW0qCZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4DSsGTVBCec/s1600-h/Tarren+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293021293448919490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSW0qCZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4DSsGTVBCec/s320/Tarren+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He still sticks his tongue out when you get him too smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSXO_H0swI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FKygktr-YlM/s1600-h/Tarren+at+grandma%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293021745785385730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSXO_H0swI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FKygktr-YlM/s320/Tarren+at+grandma%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves going to grandma's! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to Spencer and I, not too much has really happened. I was called to be the camp director for our ward. I don't know what it is, but this calling seems to keep popping up for me. In our last ward, I was called to go to camp. I think that it might have something to do with the fact that when I was a young woman I really did not enjoy camp that much. It is funny how that works. However, I might not even be able to go if the camp is too late. It will either be the first or second week in August. If it is the second, I won't be able to go because I start work on that Wednesday. We will see. We are almost done with basketball season. I have 3 more weeks and then it is on to tennis. I still can't believe how fast the year is going.  Spencer is still working for Preventive part-time and going to school. We are looking forward to the warmer weather coming up so that we can start going to the park again and playing basketball and tennis. We have not been exercising as much as we should. Anyways, that is about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5508031928487460506?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5508031928487460506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5508031928487460506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5508031928487460506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5508031928487460506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-fast-time-flys.html' title='How fast time flys'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SXSU_FaZCjI/AAAAAAAAAME/0P0HIVks5qg/s72-c/Tarren+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4773014069133887982</id><published>2008-11-29T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:06:05.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the fun of after Thanksgiving Sales!!!</title><content type='html'>Spencer and I have been talking about getting a new t.v. for a very long time. When we saw the Wal-mart ad, we knew that the time for buying a t.v. had finally arrived. We didn't want to miss out on this sale! We went to Thanksgiving lunch at Aunt Estella's and then we headed back home around 6. My mom agreed to watch Tarren while we went to Wal-mart. We dropped him off around 9 and went to Wal-Mart. I know we are crazy! We found out where everything was suppose to be and went to the main area to sit. We were the first there. The line started to form around 10:30...so we weren't the only crazy ones. We played cards and made friends with the people in line. Around two, Spencer left to go sit by where the t.v.'s that we wanted were going to be placed. I stayed in the line I was at for the portable dvd player and there was a chance that my cousin Ricky wanted a 50" plasma. Around 4 a.m., the line was huge and people were starting to get anxious. This older hispanic lady came out of no where and sat next to me in line. We were all really confused. She had her grandaughter with her too. They asked the girl next to me where she got this vacuum and when she told her the grandaughter asked us if we would move the cart. We thought she meant the cart in front of her...so the girl said yes. When she left, we all started talking about it and tried to figure out if she was cutting or not. When she came back, I asked her what she was doing and told her the line was way back there. She acted like she didn't understand me. I got the lady behind me to ask her in spanish and she still just ignored us. Word travels fast and people down the line started getting worked up about her cutting. When the manager came out, they were all up there complaining. The hispanic lady tried to say she was there at 10:30. Well, the manager just ignored her and when he handed out tickets just passed her up. So, it all worked out. I got a ticket for the t.v. for Ricky. He came up there at 4 and we just said he was going to pay for it. No one fussed or anything.  I got my portable dvd player and headed to the front to find Spencer. It took me at least 15 minutes to try and make it  to the front. I can not believe how crowded it was. I felt sorry for the people in line because there was no way they were going to get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer's experience was a lot different. The t.v.'s were just stacked in the aisle. There was suppose to be a line, but it really was just a big crowd. People started coming out of nowhere and pushing and shoving...so before 5 Spencer just went ahead and grabbed our t.v.'s off the stack. He went and got all of the toys we wanted too and made it to the front to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car was stuffed to the top. We went to Academy afterwards and got a ping pong table. It was sooooo heavy. We had to put it on top of the car. When we got home, we started to set things up. It was like Christmas!!! I got to take an hour nap and Spencer didn't go to bed until we all went to bed at 6:30 that night. It was fun and crazy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Tarren has started to get his bottom teeth in. He is sitting up really good by himself, but he is not crawling yet. He will scoot with this face on the floor, but he just can't get that big body off the ground. It is probably better for us. We can kind of keep him in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all that has happened since the last time I wrote. Only three more weeks till Christmas break!!! I can't wait!! It has been fun being home with Tarren these last few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4773014069133887982?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4773014069133887982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4773014069133887982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4773014069133887982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4773014069133887982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-fun-of-after-thanksgiving-sales.html' title='Oh the fun of after Thanksgiving Sales!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1862416672995582490</id><published>2008-10-25T20:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:59:31.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors, pictures and goofy Tarren</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how fast time is flying! October is already almost over...CRAZY!! This week has been a very eventful week for us. Tarren likes to pull anything over his head and lay very still or he does the opposite and kicks and throws his arms like crazy. It can be a blanket, clothes, towel or even his bib. I got a picture of him doing it the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPK1HHqklI/AAAAAAAAALU/fR1H8GpxrRw/s1600-h/Tarren+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261271803491947090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPK1HHqklI/AAAAAAAAALU/fR1H8GpxrRw/s320/Tarren+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday night, I noticed around where Tarren was circumcised was really red and sensitive. So, I took him to the doctor on Monday after school. We got to the office and they had us go back into a room with a nurse who weighed him and then wrote down what was wrong. Well, Tarren weighed in at a whopping 20lbs. The nurse could not get over how chunky he is and how cute he is. She asked to hold him. So, I let her. After a few minutes, she gave him back and said she woudl let me know when another room became available. About two minutes later there was knock on the door, I thought it was the doctor. It was the same nurse and she brought another nurse to show her how cute Tarren was. They left and about two minutes later the same nurse came in and asked me if she could show the rest of the nurses. So, she took him down the hall. She was gone for at least ten minutes. I could hear them talking about how cute he was and one nurse said, "he is to gorgeous to be a boy." I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or not. Either he is a really cute baby or he looks like a girl? Well, she finally brought him back and then I could go to another room. The doctor saw him and said it was jut really raw and not an infection yet. She prescribed an ointment for just in case. We went home. That night, he got sick with a cold. He was literally choking on snot. I went to the Walgreens and got a vaporizer. I stayed home with him the next day and then on Wednesday...I wasn't feeling too hot. So, I stayed home. My work week was short. I went back to school on Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a volleyball game that day...so I could not miss. Spencer brought Tarren to the game because he was doing much better. He had a bib on that said Hunk and stinker Spencer put a piece of paper with the letter C in front of it so it said...CHUNK. Everyone got a kick out of that. Tarren eventually almost ate the C off of the bib. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday, we had Tarren's 6 month pictures . We had him wear his Halloween costume. He is a monkey. The pictures turned out pretty good. I chose one for a 10x13 and Spencer chose one for some wallets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPNjeRPPFI/AAAAAAAAALc/SfLl9ApUksU/s1600-h/dep_show_line_item.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261274799003352146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPNjeRPPFI/AAAAAAAAALc/SfLl9ApUksU/s320/dep_show_line_item.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I chose this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPNrRe-MnI/AAAAAAAAALk/KH2sMlMOzbU/s1600-h/dep_show_line_item+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261274933010248306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPNrRe-MnI/AAAAAAAAALk/KH2sMlMOzbU/s320/dep_show_line_item+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer chose this one. He said it depicted his personality. I do have to admit every time I see it I laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a lot of cute ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPN9VuEu1I/AAAAAAAAALs/2bXJd9e26PY/s1600-h/dep_show_line_item+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261275243384978258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPN9VuEu1I/AAAAAAAAALs/2bXJd9e26PY/s320/dep_show_line_item+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPOQAMmahI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9LmotTKQyow/s1600-h/dep_show_line_item+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261275564024949266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPOQAMmahI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9LmotTKQyow/s320/dep_show_line_item+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPO1qk27sI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f-Y21vCdm9k/s1600-h/dep_show_line_item%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261276211056144066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPO1qk27sI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f-Y21vCdm9k/s320/dep_show_line_item%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1862416672995582490?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1862416672995582490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1862416672995582490' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1862416672995582490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1862416672995582490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/10/doctors-pictures-and-goofy-tarren.html' title='Doctors, pictures and goofy Tarren'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SQPK1HHqklI/AAAAAAAAALU/fR1H8GpxrRw/s72-c/Tarren+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2269615343966777424</id><published>2008-10-16T21:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:19:50.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am really bad at these</title><content type='html'>Favorite TV Shows:&lt;br /&gt;1. America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;2. Wipe Out&lt;br /&gt;3. CSI&lt;br /&gt;4. Hell's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;5. Funniest Home Videos&lt;br /&gt;6. Night Line&lt;br /&gt;7. Jimmy Kimmel&lt;br /&gt;8. Seinfield&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gringos&lt;br /&gt;2. Pappa's&lt;br /&gt;3. Texas Roadhouse&lt;br /&gt;4. Pappasitos&lt;br /&gt;5. La Finca&lt;br /&gt;6. Cajun Grill&lt;br /&gt;7. Brennans&lt;br /&gt;8. Whataburger&lt;br /&gt;8 Things that happened yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to work&lt;br /&gt;2. Had a good volleyball practice&lt;br /&gt;3. Worked out my legs...hard...I am still sore&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to Walmart&lt;br /&gt;5. Ate dinner with my husband&lt;br /&gt;6. Feed Tarren green beans( baby food)&lt;br /&gt;7. Played the wii&lt;br /&gt;8. Cuddled my husband till I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Look Forward to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Volleyball season to be over with&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas break&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to the Rockets game with my husband&lt;br /&gt;4. Tarren saying his first word&lt;br /&gt;5. Thanksgiving...yeah for turkey&lt;br /&gt;6. Summer Vacation&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting back to my pre-baby size...few more lbs&lt;br /&gt;8. The weekend&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I love About Fall:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cooler weather...well sort of cooler&lt;br /&gt;2. The smells&lt;br /&gt;3. Being able to wear my jackets sometimes&lt;br /&gt;4. Decorating for Halloween&lt;br /&gt;5. Rocket games&lt;br /&gt;6. Being near friends and family&lt;br /&gt;7. Leaves falling&lt;br /&gt;8. Spencer's birthday&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my wish list:&lt;br /&gt;1. To live life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;2. To be the best wife/mother ever!&lt;br /&gt;3. A trip to somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;4. Visit old friends&lt;br /&gt;5. To have more energy...I need to keep up with Spencer&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat better&lt;br /&gt;7. Become better at sewing&lt;br /&gt;8. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;8 People I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2269615343966777424?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2269615343966777424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2269615343966777424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2269615343966777424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2269615343966777424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-really-bad-at-these.html' title='I am really bad at these'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2679160158367858280</id><published>2008-09-28T17:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:40:25.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who does he look like???</title><content type='html'>These are the closest pictures I could find in age for us and Tarren. We might be a little older than Tarren is, but they will have to do for now. Isn't Spencer a cutie!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAF9AhfzKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6lNyTKVfOfw/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251203711184653474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAF9AhfzKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6lNyTKVfOfw/s320/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAGYKCb06I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Vo_tVoxHems/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251204177595192226" style="WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" height="285" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAGYKCb06I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Vo_tVoxHems/s320/Picture2.png" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAHaK9tl8I/AAAAAAAAALA/ffsXCB5UPoU/s1600-h/Tarren+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251205311715186626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAHaK9tl8I/AAAAAAAAALA/ffsXCB5UPoU/s320/Tarren+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAHDQ-79LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8yibFW_Ty-Q/s1600-h/Tarren+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2679160158367858280?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2679160158367858280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2679160158367858280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2679160158367858280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2679160158367858280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-does-he-look-like.html' title='Who does he look like???'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SOAF9AhfzKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6lNyTKVfOfw/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6577562428465928364</id><published>2008-09-28T16:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:34:08.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months...</title><content type='html'>Tarren is now officially 5 months old. He is such a good eater that I decided to go ahead and give him baby food. His first baby food was butternut squash and he actually kind of liked it. He ate the whole jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_22RocslI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6646UoEegCc/s1600-h/Tarren+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251187102843712082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_22RocslI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6646UoEegCc/s320/Tarren+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is really starting to grab on to things and put them in his mouth. This would include but not limited to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_3OS5dyGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gJdyxSeAdE8/s1600-h/Tarren+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251187515500382306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_3OS5dyGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gJdyxSeAdE8/s320/Tarren+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hammers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_3llHxS_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/QsE6ccTaO5E/s1600-h/Tarren+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251187915529210866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_3llHxS_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/QsE6ccTaO5E/s320/Tarren+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_4ByTTbDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v0Y7CfOgTqM/s1600-h/Tarren+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251188400103582770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_4ByTTbDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/v0Y7CfOgTqM/s320/Tarren+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Dish Towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6577562428465928364?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6577562428465928364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6577562428465928364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6577562428465928364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6577562428465928364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-months.html' title='5 months...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SN_22RocslI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6646UoEegCc/s72-c/Tarren+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8388849515143635831</id><published>2008-09-19T12:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:22:11.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Husband Tag</title><content type='html'>Here you go Morgan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where did you meet? We met at the singles ward. He was working in Houston for the summer as a Pest Control Salesman.&lt;br /&gt;2. How long did you date before you were married? 11 months&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you been married? A little over two years&lt;br /&gt;4. What does he do that surprises you? He is always FULL of surprises! The list would go on and on and on....&lt;br /&gt;5. What is you favorite feature of his? Oh there are so many...but I really like his smile and dimples.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite quality of his? His compassion. He is always willing to help and serve others.&lt;br /&gt;7. Does he have a Nickname for you? We just call each other babe.&lt;br /&gt;8. What is his favorite color? I would have to say blue, but he says red too because it looks good on me.&lt;br /&gt;9. What is his favorite food? Anything Mexican...&lt;br /&gt;10. What is his favorite sport? He loves basketball!&lt;br /&gt;11. When and where was your first kiss? We met on Sunday and he kissed me on Monday. I thought he was leaning in for a hug and he planted one on me. STINKER!! I enjoyed it though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite thing to do as a couple? Play sports, go to games, watch movies together...pretty much just to be together. It doesn't matter what it is we do.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have any children? Yes, our son Tarren.&lt;br /&gt;14. Does he have a hidden talent? I would say so. He is able to make anyone laugh.&lt;br /&gt;15. How old is he? Almost 26...yes I am older than him by 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;16. Who said I love you first? He did&lt;br /&gt;17. What is his favorite type of music? Latin&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you admire most about him? What a hard worker he is and how positive he is.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you think he will read this? Probably not... he would rather me tell him about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8388849515143635831?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8388849515143635831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8388849515143635831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8388849515143635831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8388849515143635831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/husband-tag.html' title='The Husband Tag'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4912706611411754542</id><published>2008-09-19T12:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:55:44.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Fun...</title><content type='html'>We went down to Pearland yesterday to cut down a tree. The guy is paying Spencer and his brother to cut down this tree. We thought it would be a big tree, but when we got there we were amazed. The tree is HUGE!!! It's base is about half the size of a small car and then it has four big branches sprouting out of it. One of those branches is actually leaning on the house. It grew that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPlXvRt8gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vGskMhojr0g/s1600-h/Tree+climbing+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247790186807292418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPlXvRt8gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vGskMhojr0g/s320/Tree+climbing+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is after Spencer had cut down two of the branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they cut down one of the branches, there was a nest of baby squirrels in there. They took the part of the tree that had them in it and placed in across the street in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPl03vtYxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-pO7_3euQzY/s1600-h/Tree+climbing+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247790687296774930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPl03vtYxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-pO7_3euQzY/s320/Tree+climbing+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were times when I could not watch Spencer up in the tree. He was soooo high. It made me really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPmSFVWoJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0MarNQ74_aU/s1600-h/Tree+climbing+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247791189160534162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPmSFVWoJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0MarNQ74_aU/s320/Tree+climbing+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were cars parked in the driveway and the people were not in town...so it was quite hard to get down some of the tree and we weren't able to get down two of the biggest portion. We tried to get down some of the branch on the left and almost dropped it on the truck. It caught in the other tree under it. THANK GOODNESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPm8KoLfDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mix16U2M7VY/s1600-h/Tree+climbing+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247791912136178738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPm8KoLfDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mix16U2M7VY/s320/Tree+climbing+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It stopped inches from the green truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer enjoyed himself very much! He even took time to make a little something for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPnXtZ5C5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/NhNKmYgnrRs/s1600-h/Tree+climbing+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247792385327958930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPnXtZ5C5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/NhNKmYgnrRs/s320/Tree+climbing+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a new experience for me and I got my workout for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4912706611411754542?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4912706611411754542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4912706611411754542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4912706611411754542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4912706611411754542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/tree-fun.html' title='Tree Fun...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNPlXvRt8gI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vGskMhojr0g/s72-c/Tree+climbing+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-2752513231600804358</id><published>2008-09-16T20:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:41:56.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IKE!!!</title><content type='html'>We did not have school on Friday because of Ike. So, I was prepared to spend the day getting ready for the hurricane. Spencer went shopping on Thursday to get us some necessary things. We decided that we should get a generator too. He looked all over and they were out of them at every store. Home Depot over by my work told him they had a shipment coming in at 3 in the morning and they opened up at 6. So, Spencer got up Friday morning at 4 to go wait in line. He was the 3rd person in line. At 7:00, the shipment still hadn't arrived. He decided to call the other Home Depot that is on Fry Road and they had a shipment of generators. He drove over there and was able to get us one. It is a good thing he did because we lost power on Friday night and did not get it back until Tuesday morning. That was the longest weekend of my life. The days seemed to drag on. It is amazing how much I take electricity for granted. Spencer's 2 aunt's, uncle and mom came over to stay with us. We enjoyed Friday evening with electricity. The weather was nice outside and the sky was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBd6sfESkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zIoMHnmhwtg/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246796828841888322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBd6sfESkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zIoMHnmhwtg/s320/IKE+Evacuation+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 1:00 the power went off. Spencer got out of bed and went out into the rain to get the generator going. He did an awesome job of keeping us safe and staying on top of things around here. After the storm had passed, we only had a piece of our back fence down. Spencer nailed that up and it was good as new. The neighbor's tree was broke in a couple of places...so Spencer got his chainsaw out and went to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBgk_UPhSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/seVL2qd6pf8/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246799754474521890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBgk_UPhSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/seVL2qd6pf8/s320/IKE+Evacuation+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBg4Bw_cNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/19YZr32cLw4/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246800081549488338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBg4Bw_cNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/19YZr32cLw4/s320/IKE+Evacuation+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rained on Sunday morning and flooded our streets. The Aunts and MiMi took Tarren out to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBhkM2TY5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/tQqo1zHb0O4/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246800840438801298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBhkM2TY5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/tQqo1zHb0O4/s320/IKE+Evacuation+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBh8u_kblI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G8KWO7rzss0/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246801261921332818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBh8u_kblI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G8KWO7rzss0/s320/IKE+Evacuation+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBiUGhsdJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4Qz1VvThaBI/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246801663375471762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBiUGhsdJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4Qz1VvThaBI/s320/IKE+Evacuation+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was another long day on Monday and finally this morning at 7:00 the power came on. Tarren enjoyed having his grandmother and great aunts in town. They gave him all sorts of attention and took him for walks in his stroller. He LOVES going on walks. However, he suffers later with his allergies. He gets way stuffy at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBt0TE-9yI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QsNnduNfg_U/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246814311128430370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBt0TE-9yI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QsNnduNfg_U/s320/IKE+Evacuation+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was the only one that got to take a warm bath while the power was out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBuQXeTIzI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BgzrjG95ORg/s1600-h/IKE+Evacuation+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246814793344688946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBuQXeTIzI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BgzrjG95ORg/s320/IKE+Evacuation+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-2752513231600804358?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/2752513231600804358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=2752513231600804358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2752513231600804358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/2752513231600804358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike.html' title='IKE!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SNBd6sfESkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zIoMHnmhwtg/s72-c/IKE+Evacuation+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8404208931818181123</id><published>2008-09-12T13:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:50:08.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stanton Olympics!!!</title><content type='html'>For the past three years, we have been going to the Stanton Summer Olympics. It is a group of young married couples that get together for a bunch of different events. We have to dress up with a costume each year. Spencer and I were WonderWoman and SuperMan last year. I always forget to take pictures, but this year I actually took a few. I wish I would have taken more, but I didn't. Anyways, the first year we got first at the summer olympics and the winter olympics. Last year, we got 2nd at the summer olympics and unfortunately this year we got third. We seem to be getting worse each year. This year we had to represent a country that started with our last name...so Spencer and I were Brazil. We got a Brazil soccer uniform. It turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq3C2PhI0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/lRdr0-nb_vM/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245205975574586178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq3C2PhI0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/lRdr0-nb_vM/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a high school for the first few events. The events were: ping pong tournament, obstacle course and an academic relay. We did not do so hot after these 3. I did place third in ping pong, but the other two events were embarassing for us. We only had 6 points and were in 8th place out of 9 couples. We went back to the house and had 4 more events. They were: rootbeer relay, golf chipping, underwater holding your breath and small basketball goal shooting. We got first in the rootbeer chugging relay, 3rd in the underwater holding breath and I think 4th in the basketball shooting. We did not place in the golf chipping. I suck at golf. We had a chance to win the entire competition if we would have placed high in the golf, but we ended up with third. There is always next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq4P19EkRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8Z-dWhhMu0s/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245207298347143442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq4P19EkRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8Z-dWhhMu0s/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Underwater breath holding event&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq4gwr4mgI/AAAAAAAAAII/HlXkpEvN_Qk/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245207588990654978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq4gwr4mgI/AAAAAAAAAII/HlXkpEvN_Qk/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer under water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed the night at Spencer's mom's house and Tarren slept on the big bean bag. I came in and Tarren and Spencer were both sleeping in the same manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq5Fqd7gsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/D3AzHa5SHts/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245208222976672450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq5Fqd7gsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/D3AzHa5SHts/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to church on Sunday and I dressed Tarren in his sunday outfit that we bought him. It is a 3-6 month suit and he almost did not fit. He looked very handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq5thhNO9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/kSjxhJfpEGI/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245208907769265106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq5thhNO9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/kSjxhJfpEGI/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-8404208931818181123?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8404208931818181123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8404208931818181123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8404208931818181123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8404208931818181123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/stanton-olympics.html' title='Stanton Olympics!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SMq3C2PhI0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/lRdr0-nb_vM/s72-c/Danel%27s+Graduation+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-9187108870454232001</id><published>2008-09-01T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:06:55.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of school...</title><content type='html'>So, this past week was the first of week of school. It was pretty interesting. I am so exhausted from it that I didn't want to go anywhere this weekend. I just wanted to stay inside. We had volleyball try-outs for the 7th and 8th grade girls. I am an 8th grade coach, but we have to go to both try-outs to help out. So, I had to be there at 5:45 a.m. and then stay till 4:30 after school. We normally only go 3 days, but it was so hard to decide we had to go 4. I hate doing cuts. We have to pull the kids into our office and tell them if they made it or they didn't. It is so heartbreaking when you have to tell the kids they didn't make it and they start to cry. It is tormenting. I wish we did what they used to do when I was in Junior High...post a made list. This way if they didn't make the team they wouldn't have to try and fight the tears in front of their coaches. You can see it in their faces how humiliated they are that they are crying in front of you. I HATE CUTS!!!!  I am not looking forward to when I have to do it again during basketball season.  Other than how long my week seemed and the horrible cuts I had to do, I think it will be a good year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-9187108870454232001?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/9187108870454232001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=9187108870454232001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/9187108870454232001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/9187108870454232001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of school...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5434804036645454904</id><published>2008-08-12T11:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:46:00.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarren's 4 month check-up</title><content type='html'>We went to the doctor today for Tarren's 4 month check-up. It is a little early because I start work on wednesday and I wouldn't be able to take him later on this month. Anyways, he weighed in at 16 lbs 5 oz. I know...he is a chunk! I can't believe how much he weighs. He is in the 80th percentile for his weight and the 75 percentile for head and height. He is 25 inches long...not too shabby. He had another round of vaccination shots. He was not too happy about those. He cried for a good 5 minutes and didn't want me to put him in the carseat. So, I held him till he calmed down and then we went our way. At least it will be another two months before we have to go through that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start work tomorrow and Tarren will start going to Grandma's house full time. The first couple of weeks we have inservice so I will get to leave for lunch. We get a little over an hour. I plan to go visit my baby boy. This should ease me into getting use to leaving him all day. I still can't believe how fast the summer went. It feels like yesterday I was coming home from the hospital. I know the school year will go just as fast. For now, I must get ready for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5434804036645454904?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5434804036645454904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5434804036645454904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5434804036645454904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5434804036645454904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/08/tarrens-4-month-check-up.html' title='Tarren&apos;s 4 month check-up'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3907581065063257903</id><published>2008-08-09T09:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:21:39.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3BfpJ73TI/AAAAAAAAAHA/a7IHdt-gHnc/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232551091442015538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3BfpJ73TI/AAAAAAAAAHA/a7IHdt-gHnc/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up early yesterday and went to College Station for my brother's graduation. My dad came down from Kansas. I didn't know he was going to be there...it was exciting. Spencer went to the bathroom and passed the concession stand. He came back and got me to show me what it said. It had on the stand NACHOS with cheese....3.00. Well, we thought that was odd because we thought the definition of nachos was chips with cheese so it seemed a little redundant. I looked up the definition of nachos and it said: a snack or appetizer consisting of a small piece of tortilla topped with cheese, hot peppers, etc., and broiled... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ2_orgZsLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kGpAsxI2kQA/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549047668682930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ2_orgZsLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kGpAsxI2kQA/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We asked the concession stand workers and they ended up getting really confused. Here are their nachos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ2_9oi-Z0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/NBs5pd3pc58/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549407651424066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ2_9oi-Z0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/NBs5pd3pc58/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is their cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3AQ3mpvrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KygoEMWMGEk/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549738110893746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3AQ3mpvrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KygoEMWMGEk/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, technically their sign should say... CHIPS with cheese...3.00. It was quite entertaining. Let's here it for the Aggies!!! :) I have nothing against them...I just thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed down there and had lots of fun. Here are some pics of the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3A_qV6PwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VIlODkkmrFE/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232550542004862722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3A_qV6PwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VIlODkkmrFE/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad, step-mom, Daniel and the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3BxAMNMpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HuniclxlPy0/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232551389683331730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3BxAMNMpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HuniclxlPy0/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren's new thing...sucking in his bottom lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232552429450895074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3CthoHHuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mtVfkVyieqs/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Tarren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3DJ5M5JeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Opnx2DfyosY/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232552916815521250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3DJ5M5JeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Opnx2DfyosY/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin love!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3DaWgS8gI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ip9iB0mr3ic/s1600-h/Danel%27s+Graduation+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232553199559438850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3DaWgS8gI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ip9iB0mr3ic/s320/Danel%27s+Graduation+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother and his family, sister and her family and our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3907581065063257903?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3907581065063257903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3907581065063257903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3907581065063257903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3907581065063257903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/08/graduation.html' title='Graduation...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJ3BfpJ73TI/AAAAAAAAAHA/a7IHdt-gHnc/s72-c/Danel%27s+Graduation+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5893006620752516864</id><published>2008-08-07T12:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:21:41.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to Lubbock a couple of weekends ago to be there for our nephew's baptism and his brother's baby blessing. It was a nine hour drive and wasn't too bad on the way up. However, I got sick for the weekend and the trip home was miserable. I went to the doctor the following Monday and got medicine. So, these last few weeks I have not been as good about blogging or taking pictures. I do have a few though. We decided on the trip that we needed to start Tarren on cereal when we got home because he was just drinking way to much milk. My mom was kind enough to get us a few infafeeder bottles. I love them! It is so easy to feed him. I just make the cereal, dump it in the bottle and he sucks it down. I will try feeding him with a spoon maybe once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJss1aB2qpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/im9Stz0Sj2Y/s1600-h/Tarren+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231824688152750738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJss1aB2qpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/im9Stz0Sj2Y/s320/Tarren+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJstEFQZWiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4tSL8dBiR5c/s1600-h/Tarren+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231824940274637346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJstEFQZWiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/4tSL8dBiR5c/s320/Tarren+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has also picked up a bad habit since we have gotten back. He is sucking his thumb. It does not matter what you do, he will put it right back in his mouth. We finally gave up on the idea of stopping him right now. We will wait until he is older and can understand a little better. I tried putting socks on his hands, but that didn't stop him either. He sucks those socks just as hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJstqoiuv6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Xgp0MC8cVJ4/s1600-h/Tarren+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231825602581807010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJstqoiuv6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Xgp0MC8cVJ4/s320/Tarren+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJst4jU2BcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c7q9Wu58zbU/s1600-h/Tarren+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231825841699554754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJst4jU2BcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c7q9Wu58zbU/s320/Tarren+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another fantastic item given to us as a present is the baby hawk. I love it! We were trying to get the house cleaned up and Tarren was being fussy...so I put him in it and he actually fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJsulFBLLdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pm7r-DVUn8Q/s1600-h/Tarren+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231826606658104786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJsulFBLLdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pm7r-DVUn8Q/s320/Tarren+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5893006620752516864?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5893006620752516864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5893006620752516864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5893006620752516864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5893006620752516864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-went-to-lubbock-couple-of-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SJss1aB2qpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/im9Stz0Sj2Y/s72-c/Tarren+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4748007521723630633</id><published>2008-07-19T14:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:46.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went down to Pearland to have Tarren's picture taken. I had a free coupon from Olan Mills and the closest place was in Macy's in Pearland. So, we headed down to Pearland. The lady taking his picture was not the best. She could not get him to smile and if we tried to help she kept saying that we were confusing him. So, we got one pose for free and then the others we would have to pay for. I really just went for the free pose. It made it easier not to want to buy more pictures because of our options. They really weren't that fantastic. We were able to make it out of there without buying anything. We left there and met Spencer's mom, Lexi and Hunter for lunch. After lunch, we went back to the house and watched a movie. After the movie, we went outside to enjoy the hot weather for a little bit. Spencer and Hunter played a baseball game and I pushed Lexi in the swing. Then Spencer, Lexi and Hunter were playing on a slip 'n slide. They were having a lot of fun. I am not to keen on doing anything that requires me to land on my frontside right now...so I did not join in. I think after I stop nursing Tarren that I will find my way back to joys of landing on my stomach and chest. We hung out in Pearland until 11:30. It was fun to visit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SIJCp5UTOtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PPoGGgyYFkk/s1600-h/slip+n+slide+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224811805231233746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SIJCp5UTOtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PPoGGgyYFkk/s320/slip+n+slide+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer with Hunter on his back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SIJDGPQ3TTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j08uRwxrYvM/s1600-h/slip+%27n+slide+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224812292158737714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SIJDGPQ3TTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j08uRwxrYvM/s320/slip+%27n+slide+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer showing the kids how to slide. &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/3649540782606288508-4748007521723630633?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4748007521723630633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4748007521723630633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4748007521723630633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4748007521723630633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SIJCp5UTOtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PPoGGgyYFkk/s72-c/slip+n+slide+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6063909360563554047</id><published>2008-07-15T13:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:47.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone should love chocolate!!!</title><content type='html'>Last night, we decided to have brownies after dinner. So, I mixed up a batch of brownie mix and Spencer decided to let Tarren have a taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzzDzL3McI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GQxxDQHY8C0/s1600-h/Tarren+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223316914448052674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzzDzL3McI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GQxxDQHY8C0/s320/Tarren+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer put it in his mouth. I think he got a little in his mouth, but most of it ended up on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzzjd1wlqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9WnuxpafIiw/s1600-h/Tarren+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223317458474014370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzzjd1wlqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9WnuxpafIiw/s320/Tarren+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren is trying to decide if he likes this new taste or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzz4PuxUsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GwsG0uYZWs8/s1600-h/Tarren+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223317815463858882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzz4PuxUsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GwsG0uYZWs8/s320/Tarren+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does! Why wouldn't he...he is my child! &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/3649540782606288508-6063909360563554047?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6063909360563554047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6063909360563554047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6063909360563554047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6063909360563554047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyone-should-love-chocolate.html' title='Everyone should love chocolate!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHzzDzL3McI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GQxxDQHY8C0/s72-c/Tarren+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3944762126151434900</id><published>2008-07-14T11:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:48.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Small things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We finally caught Tarren smiling in a picture. It is so hard to snap a picture before he stops smiling. He is getting so big so fast. I can't believe how much he changes every week. He has started to take a pacifier better. He still won't keep it all the time, but he is better. We started giving it to him because he has gotten in the habit of sucking on his fist. We don't want him to suck his thumb and I know eventually if he keeps sucking on his fist that he will find his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuFych9UQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/a5n3HcOM_D8/s1600-h/Tarren+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915294564798722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuFych9UQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/a5n3HcOM_D8/s320/Tarren+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuGErPeTxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fvvo3HJoU0Y/s1600-h/Tarren+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915607751446290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuGErPeTxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Fvvo3HJoU0Y/s320/Tarren+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuGkceD9sI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2uRDCEyBkrI/s1600-h/Tarren+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222916153541916354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuGkceD9sI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2uRDCEyBkrI/s320/Tarren+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such a little chunk! His belly is huge! This is after a shower with daddy. &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/3649540782606288508-3944762126151434900?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3944762126151434900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3944762126151434900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3944762126151434900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3944762126151434900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/07/small-things.html' title='Small things...'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHuFych9UQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/a5n3HcOM_D8/s72-c/Tarren+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-5476020679774965190</id><published>2008-07-10T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:48.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Rice Cereal!!!</title><content type='html'>So, my mother-in-law told me that if I put a tsp or two of cereal into Tarren's bottle that I give him before he goes to bed that it would help him sleep longer and better. So, I tried it on Monday. I am amazed!! I can not believe how well it works. I set my alarm for 5 because we feed him at 9 and I don't want him to go more than 8 hours without eating. Well, I get up and make Spencer's lunch and then go in to get him and he is still alseep. So, I leave the door open and just watch a little t.v. He usually wakes up a few minutes later. I am sooooo thankful that my mother-in-law told me that!! I love getting 6-7 hours of sleep. I just need to train myself to go to bed right after I feed him so I can get 8 hours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom came over yesterday to visit. Tarren fell right alseep on her. I love how he is all sprawled out. He looks very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHX1ktdv3_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fU_4c2q5hAw/s1600-h/Tarren+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221349354034421746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHX1ktdv3_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fU_4c2q5hAw/s320/Tarren+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHX10CfJ1WI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MxZolDtFgU4/s1600-h/Tarren+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221349617375499618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHX10CfJ1WI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MxZolDtFgU4/s320/Tarren+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-5476020679774965190?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/5476020679774965190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=5476020679774965190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5476020679774965190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/5476020679774965190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-rice-cereal.html' title='I love Rice Cereal!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHX1ktdv3_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fU_4c2q5hAw/s72-c/Tarren+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-8768311541794920033</id><published>2008-07-08T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:49.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July weekend</title><content type='html'>We went up to Cold Springs on Thursday to visit our friends Jodie, Alan and Josh. Cold Springs is near Lake Livingston. They live in a very relaxing neighborhood. I like to sit out on their porch and just swing. They have this gorgeous house. I love it!! The decoration and the remodeling they have done make it look like a house out of a magazine. We stayed the night and then we celebrated the Fourth of July with them. We went down to the lake that night to watch the fireworks. It was a lot of fun. Tarren slept through the whole thing. I was shocked because the fireworks were really loud. We had a blast staying with the Kraemers and the food they grilled was amazing. We had the best lunch ever! They grilled steak, shrimp and squash. It was sooooo yummy! Jodie made some really good potatoes, broccoli and then the dessert...YUMMMM!!! It was probably one of the best meals I have ever had. Tarren loved Jodie. He was just fascinated by her. I did a really bad job of taking pictures...matter of fact I didn't take any! I guess we will just have to make another trip up there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday evening, we went down to Pearland to spend the night. Spencer's brother Trevor and his family were in town. They had come down from Lubbock to be there for the baby blessing on Sunday. Carigan and Tarren were both being blessed. Ryan, there newest addition to their family, is adorable. He is 2 months older than Tarren. He is a little talker. He was just talking away. Well, not really talking but babbling. It was really cute. On Sunday, we went to the Friendswood Stake Center for church. Adrian blessed Carigan first and then Spencer blessed Tarren. It was a beautiful blessing. After church, we all went to Heath's house for lunch. It was good. I was going to take a picture of Tarren in his blessing outfit, but we didn't get it in time. He had a blowout. I heard it coming and tried to get him undressed, but I was not quick enough. Spencer washed it out in the sink and it did not stain. Thank goodness!!! After dinner, we went outside to get all of the Bradshaw boys and their families picture taken with their mom. We then took a picture of all of the grandchildren. She now has 10 in all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNUWdUIihI/AAAAAAAAADg/YFoClfvwaV8/s1600-h/Family+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220609137855466002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNUWdUIihI/AAAAAAAAADg/YFoClfvwaV8/s320/Family+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNVno2ln-I/AAAAAAAAADw/PpnHDecbYB8/s1600-h/Family+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220610532522172386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNVno2ln-I/AAAAAAAAADw/PpnHDecbYB8/s320/Family+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to dress Tarren again in his outfit and take a picture. I will post that later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNUWdUIihI/AAAAAAAAADg/YFoClfvwaV8/s1600-h/Family+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNUzVBSgoI/AAAAAAAAADo/wujIWUGgVIo/s1600-h/Family+093.jpg"&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/3649540782606288508-8768311541794920033?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/8768311541794920033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=8768311541794920033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8768311541794920033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/8768311541794920033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july-weekend.html' title='Fourth of July weekend'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SHNUWdUIihI/AAAAAAAAADg/YFoClfvwaV8/s72-c/Family+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-6893681256269872894</id><published>2008-06-30T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:50.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping in San Antonio</title><content type='html'>Our 2 year anniversary was May 27th, but because Tarren was so young we decided to wait until June to celebrate it. We really wanted to go camping, so we picked San Antonio and decided to stay at a KOA. Tarren stayed with Spencer's mom for the weekend. Spencer was very excited about camping and he found some firewood to use, but it had to be chopped. He spent a lot of time outside the firewood and he did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGizIigroSI/AAAAAAAAACY/nhzKa0I5klY/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217617127592927522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGizIigroSI/AAAAAAAAACY/nhzKa0I5klY/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGizsFWNtkI/AAAAAAAAACg/cK2LloKuV7k/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217617738239686210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGizsFWNtkI/AAAAAAAAACg/cK2LloKuV7k/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is only a small portion of what he chopped. And yes, our grass is dead. We just haven't gotten around to watering the back. I guess we should. So, the wood was chopped and ready to go. Friday came and it was time to start packing. Spencer's mom came down to get Tarren and helped us finish getting everything together. I was starting to miss Tarren and he wasn't even gone yet. So, around 12 she took Tarren back with her to Pearland. We got everything out in the driveway and started to load the car. We had way to much stuff, but Spencer was able to pack it all. I was amazed. He is really good at packing. Behind his seat, he had the firewood stacked to all the way from the floor to the ceiling. On the other side, he had two small mattresses. We didn't want to sleep on the ground. The rest of the stuff went in the trunk. These items were: a big ice chest, a large suitcase, a tent, three chairs, sports equipment, a plastic bin of food, a plastic bin of small pieces of wood, a bag of kindling, a jack, first aide kit, a fan, and quite a bit of other random stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi1EskI58I/AAAAAAAAACo/l3HsAXuJnKQ/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217619260595562434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi1EskI58I/AAAAAAAAACo/l3HsAXuJnKQ/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi19vOwW8I/AAAAAAAAACw/oi0SnLV7w6o/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217620240563723202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi19vOwW8I/AAAAAAAAACw/oi0SnLV7w6o/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally left around 1:00. The car was so heavy we were bottoming out. We played the ABC game all the way to San Antonio. Spencer beat me this time, but only because he got a headstart. He was to the letter L before I even started. We arrived in San Antonio around 3:00 and started setting up camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi38EXlYBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dob0IILydxQ/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217622410901413906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi38EXlYBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Dob0IILydxQ/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tent was a little tricky. It is quite big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after the tent was set up it was time to get the fire going. We had a lot of firewood to burn, so we needed to make as many fires as possible and believe me we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi47iBZvII/AAAAAAAAADA/LmZRCVLLNP4/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217623501193198722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi47iBZvII/AAAAAAAAADA/LmZRCVLLNP4/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi5XNH4odI/AAAAAAAAADI/gmo42AOX_94/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217623976619581906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi5XNH4odI/AAAAAAAAADI/gmo42AOX_94/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had chicken foil dinners that night and then we went for a swim down at the pool. We played this game called gator ball and had a blast. We were the only two people really in the pool. There was an older lady that was sitting outside of the pool watching. She asked us if we were newly weds and when we told her we had been married for two years she was shocked. She said we acted like we were newly weds. We were happy to hear that. We want it to never change. After swimming, we came back and Spencer got another fire going. We had s'mores. YUMMMM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi6XuBGcOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bb5yAe6Z2ow/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217625084961124578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi6XuBGcOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bb5yAe6Z2ow/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi6wNJTWyI/AAAAAAAAADY/PHmt3Xn447M/s1600-h/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217625505633884962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGi6wNJTWyI/AAAAAAAAADY/PHmt3Xn447M/s320/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was gorgeous. We didn't got to bed till almost one. It was breezy and not humid. It was a little warm, but we were able to sleep. We got up the next morning and had sausage, eggs and bacon. It wasn't too bad, but it was different than what we were used to being cooked over an open flame. We played a little frisbee and then went swimming again. I forgot to put sunscreen on and got quite a burn.  It was very hot outside. We went back to camp. Spencer was not feeling well, so he sat in the car for around an hour. When he still didn't feel good, I decided that maybe we should head back home. I wasn't feeling the best either. So, we packed up and headed home. We arrived late Saturday night. Tarren came home on Sunday. I can't believe how much I missed him. I don't think I put him down the rest of the day. We had fun camping, but we decided that when we go camping again it will only be in October, November, etc. No more camping in June. And yes, we almost used all of that firewood. Spencer loves to make fires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-6893681256269872894?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/6893681256269872894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=6893681256269872894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6893681256269872894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/6893681256269872894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/06/camping-in-san-antonio.html' title='Camping in San Antonio'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGizIigroSI/AAAAAAAAACY/nhzKa0I5klY/s72-c/Camping+2008+San+Antonio+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-7003074736070386689</id><published>2008-06-25T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:53.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my boys!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJl0bg1CII/AAAAAAAAABw/_bSEzgnW95Y/s1600-h/Tarren+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215843269861509250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJl0bg1CII/AAAAAAAAABw/_bSEzgnW95Y/s320/Tarren+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night after a late feeding, we put Tarren to bed and decided to have a little snack. As with anything, Spencer came up with a game. So, we were tossing cheese cubes back and forth and trying to catch them in our mouths. I threw one to Spencer and it landed exactly like this on his lip. Even though he didn't get it in his mouth, he got 1/2 a point because it was pretty good catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJnUlL8u8I/AAAAAAAAACA/GwzmlF8svY0/s1600-h/Close-up+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215844921725729730" style="CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJnUlL8u8I/AAAAAAAAACA/GwzmlF8svY0/s320/Close-up+2.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJm-J5t17I/AAAAAAAAAB4/SCN2YWZNCb4/s1600-h/Tarren+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215844536444377010" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="225" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJm-J5t17I/AAAAAAAAAB4/SCN2YWZNCb4/s320/Tarren+077.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, this pictures shows where Tarren gets his lips. He has Spencer's lips and there is no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJoV25vAzI/AAAAAAAAACI/2etvKc9GR1U/s1600-h/Tarren+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215846043172668210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJoV25vAzI/AAAAAAAAACI/2etvKc9GR1U/s320/Tarren+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren is two months now and I still haven't started his baby book. So, yesterday I got to work on making him a scrapbook/baby book. I think it turned out pretty cute. My goal now is to start working on the pages that are going to go inside it. I want to try and get all of my scrapbooking done before the summer is over. It will be hard because I am way behind and it is already almost July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarren is working on smiling. He has smiled a few times now, but it isn't consistent yet. I keep trying to catch him with the camera, but it is impossible. Hopefully, he will be smiling more often and it will be easier. He does stick his tongue in his lower lip a lot. It is pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJyIM6HzDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-IMQh6ofGPg/s1600-h/Tarren+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215856803677981746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJyIM6HzDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-IMQh6ofGPg/s320/Tarren+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-7003074736070386689?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/7003074736070386689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=7003074736070386689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7003074736070386689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/7003074736070386689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-my-boys.html' title='I love my boys!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SGJl0bg1CII/AAAAAAAAABw/_bSEzgnW95Y/s72-c/Tarren+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1344341717928618259</id><published>2008-06-19T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:53.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots stink!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Tarren's 2 month check-up. He was such a good sport through it all. He is now 22 inches long and he weighs a 11 lbs 14 ounces. He is in the 50th percentile for weight and the 25th percentile for height...so he is not looking too shabby. The doctor said he is looking really good and meeting all his requirements of what a 2 month old should be doing. After the doctor checked him out, the nurse came in to give him his shots. This nurse is not my favorite. The last time I had to deal with her she was trying to get blood from his foot and did not know what the heck she was doing. She spent 20 minutes trying to get this little bitty vile of blood and did not even get a 1/4 of it. She almost broke poor little Tarren's ankle. They had to send in another nurse that got the whole vile in less than 2 minutes and didn't even make Tarren cry. Well, this time she gave him his shots and then got blood on his onesie. She starts to tell me how to wash it to get it out. I really don't like this nurse. Anyways, Tarren did cry and cry and cry. Poor little guy. He was so sad from his shots. Thank goodness we won't have to do that again for 2 more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqLb7NyL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/f-mlcnSCJc0/s1600-h/Tarren+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213632830503006050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqLb7NyL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/f-mlcnSCJc0/s320/Tarren+045.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He went straight to sleep after his shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqMIii7DiI/AAAAAAAAABc/gq5rwjrgUtM/s1600-h/Tarren+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213633596974894626" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqMIii7DiI/AAAAAAAAABc/gq5rwjrgUtM/s320/Tarren+046.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the blood. It isn't a ton, but I still don't like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqMIii7DiI/AAAAAAAAABc/gq5rwjrgUtM/s1600-h/Tarren+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1344341717928618259?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1344341717928618259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1344341717928618259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1344341717928618259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1344341717928618259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/06/shots-stink.html' title='Shots stink!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFqLb7NyL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/f-mlcnSCJc0/s72-c/Tarren+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-1885963869764770078</id><published>2008-06-16T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:54.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and cousins are fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFboy1ztdVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CDlNnk7cZ-0/s1600-h/Tarren+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609578862998866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFboy1ztdVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CDlNnk7cZ-0/s320/Tarren+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister came over to visit today and brought my nephew Brayden and a CD of pictures we got taken when Tarren was just a week and a half old. It was fun to have them visit. Also, my cousins wife came over with her two sons. It is quite the experience to have toddlers running around. My house is not kid proofed at all, but there was nothing they could hurt... so it didn't really matter. It was really nice to have them visit. The pictures turned out fantastic and I can't wait to print them. I have already forgotten how small he used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, I started working out again and it is pathetic.I have a very very long way to go before I am back to where I used to be. Ten pound weights right now make me sore and crunches... I don't even like to talk about how weak I am there. Spencer and I have been trying to get our cardio in. We walk to the park and play tennis and basketball. It is nice to get out and enjoy the sun...not so much the heat...but that is impossible to avoid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbpJl8rOSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wJGnpHLX9iQ/s1600-h/Tarren+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212609969742625058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbpJl8rOSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wJGnpHLX9iQ/s320/Tarren+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbpJl8rOSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wJGnpHLX9iQ/s1600-h/Tarren+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbpJl8rOSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wJGnpHLX9iQ/s1600-h/Tarren+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to church yesterday for the first time. It is really hard to wake up and go to 8:00 church. It is weird to not be in the nursery. Tarren was very good. He slept the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbp0VAGc7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/__xDYDwdJdo/s1600-h/Tarren+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212610703927964594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFbp0VAGc7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/__xDYDwdJdo/s320/Tarren+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-1885963869764770078?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/1885963869764770078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=1885963869764770078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1885963869764770078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/1885963869764770078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-and-cousins-are-fun.html' title='Pictures and cousins are fun!!!'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SFboy1ztdVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CDlNnk7cZ-0/s72-c/Tarren+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-4132223873128231692</id><published>2008-06-14T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:01:49.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Guilt???</title><content type='html'>So this weekend Spencer's family is having family reunion in New Mexico. We did not go this year because it is a pretty far drive. We drove to Utah in December...so it will be a bit before we take another long road trip. However, Spencer called me to tell me that his family had called him and they are all there in New Mexico. I felt bad for not going and I know Spencer misses seeing all of his family together. I feel guilty because it is mainly because of me that we did not go. Spencer would have loved to drive up there. I just keep telling myself there will be more family reunions...right?  They have them every year, but I don't think Spencer has missed one except for when he was on his mission. WOW...I feel really bad. :(  I know Spencer isn't mad or anything, but I know he really wanted to go.  What makes it even worse is tomorrow is Father's Day. All the family will be together...well almost all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-4132223873128231692?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/4132223873128231692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=4132223873128231692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4132223873128231692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/4132223873128231692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/06/got-guilt.html' title='Got Guilt???'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-843537484560629825</id><published>2008-05-28T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:06:54.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired oh so tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, Tarren has confused his days and his nights. He is out during the day and I mean out. It doesn't matter what we do to him he will not wake up and if he does...he is alseep in a matter of seconds. Around 10:00 at night, he is wide awake and he stays that way until 9:00 in the morning. He might drift here and there, but the minute I get up to put him to bed...his eyes pop open. I know they say, sleep when they sleep, but for some reason I have a hard time sleeping after 12:00 noon. I am looking forward to the time when he sleeps for longer than three hours at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, we went to College Station to have family dinner at Daniel's. We rotate houses every fourth Sunday of the month. It was neat to see the three stages of babies. Brayden is 20 months, Joseph is 6 months and Tarren is 5 weeks. Brayden is a mover, Joseph is a sitter upper and Tarren he is just a lay and do nothinger ( I know it isn't a word, but it describes him good). It was cute, Brayden and Joseph were giving each other hugs. It was lots of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SD2IclhpmUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4VJGm17Bf8U/s1600-h/Family+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466769001126210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SD2IclhpmUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4VJGm17Bf8U/s320/Family+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Memorial Day, we did nothing. We just stayed inside all day and watched movies and hung out. It was nice to have Spencer home all day. He took over the baby duties for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was our two year anniversary. I can't believe it has been two years already. It goes so fast! We went out to dinner, but we have decided to celebrate our anniversary in June. Tarren will be 2 months by then and he will get to spend the weekend at grandma's house. We are planning on heading to San Antonio to go camping, go to the riverwalk and spend a day at Six Flags. Last time we went to a fair or a place that had rollercoasters, I could not ride them because I was pregnant. So, I am looking forward to the fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I better try and take a nap while I have a chance. The late night hours are starting to catch up to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-843537484560629825?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/843537484560629825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=843537484560629825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/843537484560629825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/843537484560629825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/05/tired-oh-so-tired.html' title='Tired oh so tired'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fk_htEnQjw/SD2IclhpmUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4VJGm17Bf8U/s72-c/Family+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3649540782606288508.post-3893148865952170930</id><published>2008-05-21T18:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:13:50.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...so I thought I would try out the new craze</title><content type='html'>Well, I know that the thing now is blogging. So, I thought I would give it a try and see how I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got married, I knew my life would be different. It was more than different it was fantastic! I had someone to share my ever waking moment with and every thought, emotion(good or bad), and idea I have ever had. When I decided to get married, it was the best decision of my life! We easily adjusted to married life and became used to how things were. We did what we wanted whenever we wanted, this includes sleeping, eating, exercising, watching movies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we decided to have a baby, we knew our lives would be different. However, we did not realize how different. I mean, we knew that we would have sleepless nights, long days and times we went without eating, but we never realize the extent of it. When I am awake at three in the morning feeding our little boy, I can't help but think how blessed we are to have this little precious child. Our lives are different, but they are different in a good way! We have to try and plan when we can sleep, eat and just relax with each other, but it makes it even more desirable to be together. We love our little Tarren and would not change our decision for the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3649540782606288508-3893148865952170930?l=texandmex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/feeds/3893148865952170930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3649540782606288508&amp;postID=3893148865952170930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3893148865952170930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3649540782606288508/posts/default/3893148865952170930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://texandmex.blogspot.com/2008/05/okso-i-thought-i-would-try-out-new.html' title='Ok...so I thought I would try out the new craze'/><author><name>Tex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02614168643946369071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQaASlUPpw/Tlk59GDKoyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/RVGom_Uv1eM/s220/Family%2Bpics%2BAug%2B2011_0001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
