<?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-3217194317160036820</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:42:30.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sphar Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Live. Laugh. Love.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-8637821873800636558</id><published>2012-02-15T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:36:44.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brikayla's "Haircut"</title><content type='html'>On January 15 2012 Jay was working overtime at work, doing their annual inventory. He was working all day. I had put Rylee down for a nap, and I was really tired too so I decided to put a movie on for Brikayla, and lay on the other couch and try to take a nap. While I was napping, Brikayla woke me up and asked why she was so itchy. I didn't think anything of it, told her I didn't know and to watch the movie. Right about the same time the movie ended, Rylee woke up from her nap. I turned the light on and Brikayla again asked why she was so itchy. When I looked at her, I burst into tears. She had completely chopped her hair. I looked around and didn't see any hair so I asked her where her hair was and she showed me that she had shoved it in between the couch cushions - I have no idea why, I guess she knew she would be in trouble or something. I asked her what she used to cut her hair, I repeatedly asked her why she cut it in between my sobs. She took me to where the scissors were - right back where they should be. I had made sure before I fell asleep that the craft room was locked, to avoid things like this. The lock on the door though is just a slit - you can stick anything in there - like a penny or even your thumb nail or something. She figured out how to unlock it and knew where I kept my scissors because she sometimes does crafts with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ii2qo313L3A/Tzvso84zYUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/78-BzyfZFcc/s1600/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ii2qo313L3A/Tzvso84zYUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/78-BzyfZFcc/s320/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709417140905533762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ATC5FLa1lY/TzvsodrhqBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/vaDXgFpmAxg/s1600/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ATC5FLa1lY/TzvsodrhqBI/AAAAAAAAAmI/vaDXgFpmAxg/s320/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709417132528347154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9EwqTsZFRM/Tzvsnyde97I/AAAAAAAAAl8/bItqn6YQYRM/s1600/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9EwqTsZFRM/Tzvsnyde97I/AAAAAAAAAl8/bItqn6YQYRM/s320/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709417120926726066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do, especially with it being a Sunday afternoon. Most places were closed. I packed up the girls and headed to my parents, hoping for some insight. They calmed me down and everything, then offered to watch Rylee so I could go have Brikayla's hair "fixed". When we got to the salon, I was still crying and showed them what had happened. I was actually quite happy with the result. I sent Jay a picture message with the before and after. He was pretty shocked to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cUXVz-WNBbY/TzvspLAFqxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jc4OaxYkOpw/s1600/Web-66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cUXVz-WNBbY/TzvspLAFqxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/jc4OaxYkOpw/s320/Web-66.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709417144694188818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla looks really cute with short hair, but she still wants to grow her hair out. It's only been a month since it happened, and it is already growing out quite a bit. I don't know what to do while it's growing out. It's growing over her ears and everything right now. I asked Brikayla if she wanted to get it cut again and she insisted she just wants to grow it out. So that's what we'll be trying for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-8637821873800636558?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8637821873800636558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=8637821873800636558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8637821873800636558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8637821873800636558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2012/02/brikaylas-haircut.html' title='Brikayla&apos;s &quot;Haircut&quot;'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ii2qo313L3A/Tzvso84zYUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/78-BzyfZFcc/s72-c/kaylas%2B.haircut%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3524449739681792813</id><published>2012-02-01T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:12:50.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brikayla Jae  - Feb 2 2007</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow my "Baby Girl" turns 5. How has it already been 5 years!? I remember like it was yesterday. 1 30 am February 2 I had a dream that I was peeing on the toilet (weird I know right?) which caused me to wake up and run to the toilet. Well, my water broke right as I sat down!! I called Jays name 4 times without any response, so I then yelled "Jay, my water just broke!!" He then jumped out of bed and said "What do we do now?" I had him call the doctor. Then we called our parents- in the middle of the night! We headed to Cottonwood Hospital and when I got out of the truck, it felt like my water broke again. My  pants were soaked. We walked in the doors and the guy at the front desk rushed over to a wheel chair and had me sit in it. He took us over to where we were supposed to be and we got all checked in. I hadn't really had any contractions yet, I tried to sleep since it was so early in the morning still, but couldn't really - I faded in and out of sleep for the next few hours. Jay slept just fine - on the floor. LOL. My mom showed up a little after 4 am, and shortly thereafter I got my epidural. My contractions had started picking up by that point. I had a ton of ice chips, I remember being soo hungry and couldn't eat, that was one of the worst feelings. Jays parents and my Dad showed up around 7 or 8. I was progressing a little, but nothing major. They had me on pitocin to speed things up. By about 1:00 pm not only was I starving, but I was dilated to a 10. :) My doctor was on vacation, (even though the day Brikayla came, was her actual due date) so I had the on call doctor there. Mindy - she was really sweet, I liked her a lot. I thought it would be like the movies where you have your feet in the stirrups(spelling?) Jay would be standing on one side of my head holding my hand and my mom would be on the other side doing the same. No, instead they were each holding one of my feet and Mindy told me to push. I pushed and pushed but Brikayla was starting to turn the wrong way, so Mindy had me lay on my side to get her to turn back, but when I would turn over, my epidural would wear off and boy was it painful! They upped my dose and I felt better, but again every time I would turn to my side it would wear off. Brikaylas heartrate was starting to go down every time I would push also. So, after more than three hours of pushing, they took me in for an emergency C section! I was so worn out/tired/scared all at the same time. I was so glad Jay was with me. I was so exhausted that all I remember about the next half hour or so was a blue tarp and holding Jays hand. Then at 5:09 pm, Brikayla Jae was born! 7 pounds 0 ounces 20 inches long. Jay and I both had tears in our eyes and he just kept saying how beautiful she was :) He remembers them telling him to walk around me and go see her, and he said he "saw my insides on the outside and almost threw up". The next few hours were kind of a blur - I felt so bad for everyone who came to visit, I was in and out of sleep since I hadn't had hardly any sleep in the last 48 hours. Definately one of the best days of my life! So glad I have Brikayla as my daughter, she is so beautiful and friendly and super smart. I love you Kayla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3524449739681792813?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3524449739681792813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3524449739681792813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3524449739681792813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3524449739681792813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2012/02/brikayla-jae-feb-2-2007.html' title='Brikayla Jae  - Feb 2 2007'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4553053530317843887</id><published>2012-01-05T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:13:15.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas morning I think I was more excited than the girls! I woke up at 7 and couldn't sleep anymore, so by 7 45 I tried to wake up the girls, without them seeing me, so I grabbed their remote, turned on their tv and turned the volume up, a little rustle but NOTHING. So I turned it off and tried the same thing again, still nothing! I went and nudged Brikayla, but still nothing...so I started knocking on their door really loud, finally I saw Brikayla getting up, so I booked it to my room. ( I was hoping she would wake up, remember that Santa came and get all excited) but...she came into my room and said, "Mom, someone keeps knocking on my door and its waking me up!" so I responded "maybe it was Doodle (our elf on the shelf) trying to remind you that Santa came. (I know I know I'm worse than a kid!) Thats when it clicked, and she got so excited. Usually Santa brings presents to our tree in our family room, but this year since they got bikes and everything, he brought them to our living room - well we still went into the family room to get our stockings first, and when Brikayla saw that there were no presents, she got all upset, but there was a note from Santa that explained, so that quickly passed :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkxk0SKD9a8/TwYgGl5c4oI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JMo6tRI3VE4/s1600/christmas2011%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkxk0SKD9a8/TwYgGl5c4oI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JMo6tRI3VE4/s320/christmas2011%2B029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694274076480955010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the girls saw the bikes, they were so excited! They went over to them, climbed up on them and wanted to ride them right away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq7t81bOpCw/TwYgG_hUwCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Bi3cKK6KH_w/s1600/christmas2011%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq7t81bOpCw/TwYgG_hUwCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Bi3cKK6KH_w/s320/christmas2011%2B036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694274083359080482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Ry had had a cold for about a week or so with a bad cough :( So after opening about three presents, she said she was tired and didn't feel like opening her presents. I held her in my lap and opened them for her. We gave her some medicine and she started coughing so bad that she threw up :( I felt so sad for her! After and hour or so she was feeling better and could enjoy her toys. Brikayla got her LALAloopsy doll she was so excited about! Rylee got a car seat for her babies which she loved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-088hv7CJE/TwYgHacecwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/b3I6ZejU3lI/s1600/christmas2011%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h-088hv7CJE/TwYgHacecwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/b3I6ZejU3lI/s320/christmas2011%2B040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694274090586501890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our Christmas breakfast, got ready and headed to the Draegers - where Jays parents and spend Christmas Eve. Out there, we exchanged gifts and ate breakfast sandwhiches. Around 1:30 we headed to Bountiful to my grandparents house to spend some time there. Its always good to see them, we need to do it  more often. They sure love their great grand daughters :) Around 5:30 we headed back to the Draegers for dinner and some games. It was a great Christmas filled with family, which is the most important thing to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4553053530317843887?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4553053530317843887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4553053530317843887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4553053530317843887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4553053530317843887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fkxk0SKD9a8/TwYgGl5c4oI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JMo6tRI3VE4/s72-c/christmas2011%2B029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-8830752351544237213</id><published>2012-01-03T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:17:49.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>The first part of the day was kind of lazy, we made cookies for Santa, and just hung out around the house. At 6:30 we headed to my parents house like we do every Christmas Eve. The girls were excited to tell everyone what they had asked Santa for - Brikayla asked for a LaLaLoopsy doll, and a bike. Rylee asked for a bike as well. They sent  him a letter this year and he sent back video messages which the girls really loved! (magicsanta.ca) We all decorated salt dough ornaments, which is the first time we've done this and it was a lot of fun! We loved spending time together and eating junk and whatnot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5VX1Mlfr1c/TwM064ONX0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bdS-NzhXwk/s1600/christmas2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5VX1Mlfr1c/TwM064ONX0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bdS-NzhXwk/s320/christmas2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452540055478082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwBNRY2ere4/TwM06D_9v_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/V2FsFNfm6Bs/s1600/christmas2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwBNRY2ere4/TwM06D_9v_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/V2FsFNfm6Bs/s320/christmas2011%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452526037090290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuwW9KnfKoU/TwM058qUAoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3qdErSGGDBQ/s1600/christmas2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuwW9KnfKoU/TwM058qUAoI/AAAAAAAAAjU/3qdErSGGDBQ/s320/christmas2011%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693452524067226242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjxnR7vA1ls/TwM19lFTm8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/aauq1HdLCdE/s1600/christmas2011%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WjxnR7vA1ls/TwM19lFTm8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/aauq1HdLCdE/s320/christmas2011%2B013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693453685969099714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ72jx2yr_M/TwM182E8v_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/JImyp73IZYU/s1600/christmas2011%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ72jx2yr_M/TwM182E8v_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/JImyp73IZYU/s320/christmas2011%2B011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693453673351135218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vMAYgbzgyI/TwM18RvibQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/e6ushmUarEs/s1600/christmas2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2vMAYgbzgyI/TwM18RvibQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/e6ushmUarEs/s320/christmas2011%2B010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693453663597653250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10 pm we all opened up our pjs - I got Brikayla some LaLaLoopsy pj's, thought she'd love them. She opened them up, looked at them and in her '13 year old attitude' voice she said "I wanted a LaLaLoopsy doll, NOT pajamas! Oh well, they're cute though". It was pretty funny, we all got a good laugh. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ7F1MMjsTc/TwM2-woUf8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/AcHgSHt9lvU/s1600/christmas2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ7F1MMjsTc/TwM2-woUf8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/AcHgSHt9lvU/s320/christmas2011%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693454805760245698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PJs the girls opened their gifts. They got pink beanbag chairs from my parents, along with a bunch of clothes, black boots, a ton of toys - Brikayla got a new Leapster because hers has been acting up, and now Rylee can have Brikaylas old one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSl-qcX6pLE/TwM2_OCSThI/AAAAAAAAAko/uJ04azYfrLc/s1600/christmas2011%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSl-qcX6pLE/TwM2_OCSThI/AAAAAAAAAko/uJ04azYfrLc/s320/christmas2011%2B027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693454813653782034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry got a Leapfrog cell phone which she LOVES - she has a thing for phones :) From Cristian Brikayla got a Barbie camera, Ry got a learning piano that you can sing karaoke on. Braden and Ash got the girls Dora colorwonder stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2aBtTDYsRqA/TwM2_zUaIkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7gknbOjYuxQ/s1600/christmas2011%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2aBtTDYsRqA/TwM2_zUaIkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/7gknbOjYuxQ/s320/christmas2011%2B025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693454823661904450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Braden, and got him a cd he wanted as well as a Cafe Rio giftcard, He had me and got me a set of earrings and a necklace which I love. Jay had Chels, he gave her 20 dollars because she's going to Cali in Feb and she wanted money for that, Chels had Ash and got her a gift card to Jamba Juice, Ash had Cristian and got him a Starbucks giftcard, and Cristian had Jay and got him the Five Finger Deathpunch cd. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7lPmJdcw_c/TwM3ixmVDaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UmTaJKPq3l8/s1600/christmas2011%2B019_crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7lPmJdcw_c/TwM3ixmVDaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UmTaJKPq3l8/s320/christmas2011%2B019_crop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693455424495619490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that we draw names, it is a lot of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPKaaykDse8/TwM3AoOQ28I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Vp0Nag80VYI/s1600/christmas2011%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPKaaykDse8/TwM3AoOQ28I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Vp0Nag80VYI/s320/christmas2011%2B026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693454837863209922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a plaque hanger for my parents as well, with four plaques to hang. We also made them a photo calendar :) &lt;br /&gt;Barb got me a new phone (since a couple weeks before Christmas mine took a swim in hot chocolate) and gave Jay some money. Barb got some fun stuff from my parents and sent my mom on a scavenger hunt to find her big jewelry box. It was a lot of fun! I love my family very much! We had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-8830752351544237213?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8830752351544237213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=8830752351544237213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8830752351544237213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8830752351544237213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5VX1Mlfr1c/TwM064ONX0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bdS-NzhXwk/s72-c/christmas2011%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-656849226591482758</id><published>2012-01-02T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:32:34.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 23</title><content type='html'>We always celebrate Christmas with Jays parents 2 or 3 days before Christmas. They go down to Lehi on Christmas Eve, so its the only time we have to do it. They took us out to eat at one of my favorite restaurants - Spaghetti Factory! It was definately delicious!! This year we were completely and totally spoiled by them. Jay is an only child, so our girls are the only Grandkids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sb5Mm2VN8MQ/TwKh0TbDdaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZWdW_gZOaWQ/s1600/schristmas%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sb5Mm2VN8MQ/TwKh0TbDdaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZWdW_gZOaWQ/s320/schristmas%2B011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693290798888744354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Rylee got a trampoline. They are so excited about this and can't wait for spring so we can get it set up! The girls also got some fish. They each got one. Rylees is white and she named it Baby (anything that is small, she calls it baby - if there are two pictures of Dora, and one is smaller, she'll call it "baby dora" etc. It's pretty cute :) So since the fish is small, hence the name) Brikaylas is orange and she named it Princess. They love their fish and love to feed them. We've had them for 10 days now and they're still alive, so that's good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU0_tX13sGA/TwKg36ElcfI/AAAAAAAAAik/aO_-RSvAw0k/s1600/schristmas%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wU0_tX13sGA/TwKg36ElcfI/AAAAAAAAAik/aO_-RSvAw0k/s320/schristmas%2B014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693289761291465202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also each got a princess doll which they love, Brikayla got Ariel and Rylee got Belle and they hardly ever leave their side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0mKUknxXVo/TwKg3f3NWGI/AAAAAAAAAiY/j-2eU_fq1Gc/s1600/schristmas%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0mKUknxXVo/TwKg3f3NWGI/AAAAAAAAAiY/j-2eU_fq1Gc/s320/schristmas%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693289754256037986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Black Friday, I got one of my gifts, a deep freezer! I'm so excited about it! I also got a sewing machine which I am loving already. My legs are short so my pants are always so long, being able to hem them is amazing! I've also fixed a few things, and today just did my first actual project, which is a pillow case. I used some old sheets instead of buying fabric, because I wasn't sure how it'd turn out. I'm excited that it turned out really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZz_6iW2n2k/TwKh1J9xD6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/dA5D2ky4OoQ/s1600/pillowcase%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZz_6iW2n2k/TwKh1J9xD6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/dA5D2ky4OoQ/s320/pillowcase%2B009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693290813529853858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to let Brikayla pick out some fabric and make her one for her birthday. I'm also excited to make her some dress up skirts. She wants ones that go down to her ankles and I haven't been able to find any anywhere. I also got a new camera which I was really excited about. Jay got a camp stove with two burners that we will definately get some use out of!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9uIiYpy9ds/TwKh0L4uY8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/9qpGbdbuCDI/s1600/schristmas%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9uIiYpy9ds/TwKh0L4uY8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/9qpGbdbuCDI/s320/schristmas%2B012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693290796865708994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also got a huge cooler, a BluRay player and we all got a bunch of other things as well. Like I said, we were SPOILED by Ron and Suzanne! We made them a plaque hanger and a few plaques to hang in their home as well as a calendar like we do each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ-1ZPqa3wg/TwKg290Dh3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/4ksZqci_Kds/s1600/cmas%2B029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ-1ZPqa3wg/TwKg290Dh3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/4ksZqci_Kds/s320/cmas%2B029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693289745116006258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We love them so much and are so grateful for everything they do for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-656849226591482758?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/656849226591482758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=656849226591482758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/656849226591482758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/656849226591482758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2012/01/december-23.html' title='December 23'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sb5Mm2VN8MQ/TwKh0TbDdaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZWdW_gZOaWQ/s72-c/schristmas%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-2778714848827775535</id><published>2011-11-02T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:04:09.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;First thing this Halloween was Trick or Treating at Jordan Landing. I didn't know what to expect, because we hadn't ever done it before, but the Walls invited us to go, so I decided I'd take the girls. Jay was still at work, so I was on my own. Luckily Josh helped with Rylee, who wanted to be carried or I wanted her to be carried because she was holding up the other kids. Anyway, it ended up being a lot of fun, most of the stores in Jordan Landing participated. We walked from the movie theatre all the way over to Carls Jr, who gave out small fries to the kids as their treat, then down by Old Navy and through the strip mall there and back toward the theatre. There were a lot of other stores that were doing it, but the smaller kids were done by this point. The kids had a lot of fun and I'd really like to do it again next year! One thing I need to remember for next year though is to let them use their pumpkin buckets instead of the backpack/bags they used this year. They had to open them every time and they were big and overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gup0G-jV4E/TrFzhphi9FI/AAAAAAAAAg8/-GJDX6D1DaA/s1600/halloween%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gup0G-jV4E/TrFzhphi9FI/AAAAAAAAAg8/-GJDX6D1DaA/s320/halloween%2B006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670440427755598930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids -  Landen, Logan, Lukus, Brikayla and Rylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay got home from work just before we pulled into the driveway. We had a potty break and got jackets, and headed to Grandma and Grandpa Sphars. Every year we go to their house for pizza before we head out Trick or Treating. We headed out in their neighborhood so Grandma could show off the grandkids to some of her neighbors. The girls had a lot of fun, we met up with Pam, Phong, Manda and their kids for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dtiCzv0oq0/TrF1TdN7ieI/AAAAAAAAAhI/lvb9QyP1i4Y/s1600/halloween%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dtiCzv0oq0/TrF1TdN7ieI/AAAAAAAAAhI/lvb9QyP1i4Y/s320/halloween%2B008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670442382957185506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda blurry, but the only one I got Rylee Brikayla Kaden and Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done there we headed to Grandma and Grandpa Walkers for a little while. My Dad was out of town, so we just hung out with Grandma for a few minutes. We tried to T or T at a few houses in her circle, but Rylee hadn't had a nap and was not having it. She was done with the whole T or T thing. So we headed home. When we got home, the Walls called and said they were close to our house and made sure we were home. When they got to our house Brikayla and I went Trick or Treating with them. Brikayla LOVED trick or treating this year. It was soo fun to watch her! Especially having kids with her her own age that she could experience it with. She had so much fun! We went out for quite awhile, got home around 9. She got so much candy! Halloween is such a fun Holiday. Its definately one of our favorites. I'm excited for next year when Rylee will be a little more into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N97oK7fRMbo/TrF3BhJut0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/0DGci_E2zh8/s1600/halloween%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N97oK7fRMbo/TrF3BhJut0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/0DGci_E2zh8/s320/halloween%2B007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670444273798920002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute Girls at G &amp; G Sphars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYOBElKMV80/TrF3CPwnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ndeT0uHuDAI/s1600/halloween%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYOBElKMV80/TrF3CPwnZ2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ndeT0uHuDAI/s320/halloween%2B012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670444286310049634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or Treating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2iN7c3odHI/TrF3EM07l5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/-SIHXq8gaYU/s1600/halloween%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J2iN7c3odHI/TrF3EM07l5I/AAAAAAAAAh8/-SIHXq8gaYU/s320/halloween%2B014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670444319882581906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yard, without flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJnK13KA6i0/TrF3DCfP1JI/AAAAAAAAAhs/WrKgEyxkerE/s1600/halloween%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJnK13KA6i0/TrF3DCfP1JI/AAAAAAAAAhs/WrKgEyxkerE/s320/halloween%2B013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670444299927409810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Flash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-2778714848827775535?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2778714848827775535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=2778714848827775535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2778714848827775535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2778714848827775535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gup0G-jV4E/TrFzhphi9FI/AAAAAAAAAg8/-GJDX6D1DaA/s72-c/halloween%2B006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5418335986294678446</id><published>2011-10-25T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:07:22.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I just did an update on my girls, but it seemed fitting to do another, its been a few months. Brikayla is going to be 5 in a little over 3 months - its crazy!! She loves dancing and is going to be starting dance class next month! I'm so excited for that and so is she, all she can talk about is needing to get dance outfits and shoes and is so excited to learn! &lt;br /&gt;- she loves to sing and listen to music, one of her favorite songs right now is "moves like jagger" by maroon 5 although she sings "moves like dragon" :)&lt;br /&gt;- she loves chocolate milk, she would drink a whole gallon a day if she could&lt;br /&gt;- she is a picky eater like her dad, although at least lately she will actually try foods, then decide if she likes them rather than just saying she doesn't like anything. &lt;br /&gt;-she loves to annoy her sister lately - she annoys rylee, so rylee cries which annoys me and its a vicious cycle. i'm not liking that stage at all. at least its not all day every day, they get along and like a lot of the same things most the time, and when they do its heaven - i could watch them play together all day!&lt;br /&gt;- she is very excited for her birthday and can't wait to turn 15, i mean 5...lol she acts like a teenager already with her whining and all. she talks about turning 5 so much, she can't wait! she also asked me today when it was going to be 'the time when those little guys turn our milk green' (st patricks day - this year we turned the milk green and set out a few little green gifts for them from the leprechauns. she liked it a lot)&lt;br /&gt;- she still makes friends wherever she goes and loves getting to know people. even at kohls there was another little girl playing in the toy section and she started talking to her right away, and the next time we went, she asked if i thought her friend would be there again.&lt;br /&gt;- she loves halloween, the only part she hates is fog machines - we have two of them and she is not a fan at all.&lt;br /&gt;- she loves to help me out - folding laundry (especially towels), making dinner, vacuuming and dishes&lt;br /&gt;-she means the world to our family and we love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee girl, as kayla calls her, is turning into a talking machine. Some of my recent favorite words are wya and fya (water and fire) which both sound the same :), cee-o - cereal *which she LOVES, shink - drink, skehton - skeleton, spartle - sparkle...which is what she calls her glittery shoes. she loves them! &lt;br /&gt;- we have my brother and sister and my friend tiffani watch the girls sometimes and lately when there is a knock at the door rylee gets so excited and we'll start running to the door and going through the list - chessie? kishin? tiffie? aaam? (Chelsie, Cristian, Tiffani, Adam - who is tiffs boyfriend/cristians best friend) its so cute! sometimes she even gets mad if its just jay or i. lol.&lt;br /&gt;- she loves halloween too and isnt scared of any of it, she loves it! she loves to push the buttons on all our halloween decorations, especially that skeleton picture frame that sticks out its tongue&lt;br /&gt;- she loves to be outside, she loves to swing and slide&lt;br /&gt;- BABIES are her number one right now. she got oodles of them for her birthday and she carries at least one around pretty much all day. she rocks them, pats them, feeds them, and the cutest today is when she was rocking it and singing "bye bye, bye bye baby" which is like a lullaby that Suzanne sang to her and to Brikayla when they were little. &lt;br /&gt;- she loves to be wrapped up in blankets. and if you take it away, she freaks out! she won't go to bed or take a nap without at least two blankets on her bed. usually her comforter and one extra smaller blanket. plus she has to have her babies on there too, and sometimes toys, just depends on the day.&lt;br /&gt;I love my girls so much and am having so much fun being a mom. Especially this time of year. I love fall and all the fun activities that come with it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few recent pictures i love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWmkLOnqFB4/TqeiYhdw1II/AAAAAAAAAgw/CZQ7gCJLWYE/s1600/Web-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWmkLOnqFB4/TqeiYhdw1II/AAAAAAAAAgw/CZQ7gCJLWYE/s320/Web-39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667677198252823682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlZ1YD4E2Ts/TqeiKo9UImI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Xs1zaJAjo5A/s1600/witches%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TlZ1YD4E2Ts/TqeiKo9UImI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Xs1zaJAjo5A/s320/witches%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667676959746040418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uz_c_NvBZxw/Tqeh8swKirI/AAAAAAAAAgY/I5HQKTYEh1E/s1600/cornmaze%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uz_c_NvBZxw/Tqeh8swKirI/AAAAAAAAAgY/I5HQKTYEh1E/s320/cornmaze%2B018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667676720246459058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StuJ5V9RdM8/TqehmyzMaiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/HBjWqJGhc_8/s1600/HALLOWEENPARTY%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-StuJ5V9RdM8/TqehmyzMaiI/AAAAAAAAAgM/HBjWqJGhc_8/s320/HALLOWEENPARTY%2B013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667676343912655394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Stmd5jRVMM/TqehVvtN_PI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XGivxw2gPOw/s1600/HALLOWEENPARTY%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Stmd5jRVMM/TqehVvtN_PI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XGivxw2gPOw/s320/HALLOWEENPARTY%2B008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667676051024510194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iUgPjunKVhs/TqehFkcsaFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2Bn6PKqmjzs/s1600/pumpkins%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iUgPjunKVhs/TqehFkcsaFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2Bn6PKqmjzs/s320/pumpkins%2B026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667675773124503634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgyFchQZfE8/Tqeg-KYXNLI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IZAqY0pNkQY/s1600/pumpkins%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgyFchQZfE8/Tqeg-KYXNLI/AAAAAAAAAfo/IZAqY0pNkQY/s320/pumpkins%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667675645867930802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5418335986294678446?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5418335986294678446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5418335986294678446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5418335986294678446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5418335986294678446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-girls.html' title='My Girls'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWmkLOnqFB4/TqeiYhdw1II/AAAAAAAAAgw/CZQ7gCJLWYE/s72-c/Web-39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6998206254075645629</id><published>2011-09-28T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:44:52.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;We went to the State Fair opening day with my parents. The girls had so much fun, the animals were definately their favorite. Rylee loved the cows and Brikayla loved the goats. Some of my pictures are from my phone because my camera died, so they aren't the best quality, but thats ok :) The girls rode the ponies and I was surprised with how great Rylee did! She went all by herself without someone walking by her. It was cute and she loved it! Brikayla was a pro and was having the time of her life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNJ0Inw3KRU/ToNMGTm0CdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IxSZqpqPdHk/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNJ0Inw3KRU/ToNMGTm0CdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IxSZqpqPdHk/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657449228133468626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls walking in with Grandpa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCudpG5mV3Y/ToNMGHmVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/oUAVpJcwi5k/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCudpG5mV3Y/ToNMGHmVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/oUAVpJcwi5k/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657449224910226338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The donkey...this donkey bit Brikayla on her tummy. She was standing next to it and he bit her. It freaked her out so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsj0I3syKOc/ToNMF0okh8I/AAAAAAAAAew/RZEhTu6Po_E/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsj0I3syKOc/ToNMF0okh8I/AAAAAAAAAew/RZEhTu6Po_E/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657449219819341762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW_WMIlUBzo/ToNLPmKgrUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/R06I9UB1QNg/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RW_WMIlUBzo/ToNLPmKgrUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/R06I9UB1QNg/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448288222227778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i thought Rylee's crying face in this pic was too funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2bXGUZsyLA/ToNLPEEGeRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/KSsl-ZJcwIY/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2bXGUZsyLA/ToNLPEEGeRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/KSsl-ZJcwIY/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448279068539154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rylee and the cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8qmE738iqc/ToNLOolpsQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wtpqLTuzG8U/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8qmE738iqc/ToNLOolpsQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/wtpqLTuzG8U/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448271693066498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brikayla with the cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fphny0sV6ls/ToNKXzyxlRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yktk0I1Z24s/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fphny0sV6ls/ToNKXzyxlRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yktk0I1Z24s/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657447329808094482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Grandma and Grandpa watching the parachuters coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeM3hUHn4Zs/ToNKXpB71yI/AAAAAAAAAeI/T5BgPIce5NU/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeM3hUHn4Zs/ToNKXpB71yI/AAAAAAAAAeI/T5BgPIce5NU/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657447326918891298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WCV6mneBfs/ToNKXbduhBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/f8FBW4l7FPA/s1600/ryleesbirthday%2B025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WCV6mneBfs/ToNKXbduhBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/f8FBW4l7FPA/s320/ryleesbirthday%2B025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657447323277362194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rylee petting the goat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lw4sQfEU7HQ/ToNJQ7MK_CI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0esm4-FNHig/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lw4sQfEU7HQ/ToNJQ7MK_CI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0esm4-FNHig/s320/my%2Bpics%2B177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657446112022952994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brikayla on her cute pony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm-zKk6BOOk/ToNJQ9ri7fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/E-Si7edgV6M/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm-zKk6BOOk/ToNJQ9ri7fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/E-Si7edgV6M/s320/my%2Bpics%2B176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657446112691416562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rylee, in this picture she doesn't look too sure, but she really did love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtfgY8auULE/ToNJQs6ddWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ONRdyxQGh0c/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WtfgY8auULE/ToNJQs6ddWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ONRdyxQGh0c/s320/my%2Bpics%2B175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657446108190569826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; both girls and a horrible light in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtOSmUIHebA/ToNIUnK8OvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_fWcdxxL-SU/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtOSmUIHebA/ToNIUnK8OvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_fWcdxxL-SU/s320/my%2Bpics%2B174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657445075856931570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brikayla petting the bunny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kl42mrajgrw/ToNIUqkgcbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/SnpzoHKdnaU/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kl42mrajgrw/ToNIUqkgcbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/SnpzoHKdnaU/s320/my%2Bpics%2B172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657445076769468850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rylee loved the bunnies too. My sister ended up getting one, and named it Chester. Every time we go to my parents, thats the first thing Rylee wants to see now and she always wants to hold it. Its cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zAocGhOcEU/ToNIUVr89cI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MmLexP9jLw8/s1600/my%2Bpics%2B170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zAocGhOcEU/ToNIUVr89cI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MmLexP9jLw8/s320/my%2Bpics%2B170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657445071163553218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls loved seeing all the animals!&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/3217194317160036820-6998206254075645629?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6998206254075645629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6998206254075645629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6998206254075645629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6998206254075645629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2011/09/state-fair.html' title='State Fair'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNJ0Inw3KRU/ToNMGTm0CdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IxSZqpqPdHk/s72-c/ryleesbirthday%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1514697155835338154</id><published>2011-07-13T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T11:47:21.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My littlest princess is getting big too quick! She's going to be two in two months from Friday! It's crazy to think! She is talking a lot more lately and its pretty much the cutest ever! She leaves out the middle of most her words. Daddy = Dah-E, Yucky = Yuh-E, Kayla = Kay-A. It's cute :) There are a ton of words she says, some of my favorites are cupcake, outside, yucky, sissy, please, thank you and Ry-E(Rylee). She takes after her sister as Little Miss Sassy. For awhile she would say no for everything, even if she meant yes, and now she will say no, then realize she means yes and get a cute little look on her face and say "yea". She loves to play outside, she's probably the most tan 22 month old i've seen. lol. She is lucky like sister to get mom and dads olive skin. She is a fish just like her sister and loves to be in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JS-wn7wi0M/Th3ei74DGsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BHnygFGVqnE/s1600/roovideos%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JS-wn7wi0M/Th3ei74DGsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BHnygFGVqnE/s320/roovideos%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628899801052682946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath time is a favorite at our house. A few months ago she even climbed in sisters bath with her pj's on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fa_L8lEi3qc/Th3afcPKwMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UQhB5E73Sh0/s1600/pjtub%2B006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fa_L8lEi3qc/Th3afcPKwMI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UQhB5E73Sh0/s320/pjtub%2B006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628895342973599938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee loves to play barbies with her sister. And come up with other creative ways to play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k03x18G37fU/Th3jTWqAvpI/AAAAAAAAAco/F1pQ8cN0mDQ/s1600/vacuum%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k03x18G37fU/Th3jTWqAvpI/AAAAAAAAAco/F1pQ8cN0mDQ/s320/vacuum%2B001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628905030921797266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her favorite toys right now are her baby doll and stroller, crayons and paper and all her sisters shoes. she loves to wear Brikaylas shoes all the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMzkGIvoi-c/Th3d-OTevCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/47FiIket7b8/s1600/rooshoe%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMzkGIvoi-c/Th3d-OTevCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/47FiIket7b8/s320/rooshoe%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628899170344418338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rylee loves her sister so much, although she loves to antagonize her. They have a lot of similarities, but a lot of things are different too. Brikayla took after Jay with a lot and Rylee after me. Mostly when it comes to eating, fruit especially. Brikayla and Jay like red apples, peaches, pears, pineapple. Rylee and I like strawberries, green apples, watermelon, kiwi, mandarin oranges. Brikayla loves cheese, Rylee doesn't really care for it. Rylee will eat any kind of meat, Brikayla only likes chicken and meatballs. They both love popsicles, spaghetti, water, and yogurt. Rylee copies everything Brikayla does. She follows her around constantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee is looking more like Brikayla all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH8_PUZAa0E/Th3jTEYZRaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9sEwXsez1N8/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH8_PUZAa0E/Th3jTEYZRaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9sEwXsez1N8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628905026016069026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Brikayla when she was around Rylees age now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgm_5TxGy2Q/Th3jUA3zqtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/k3F3UwkqJ_k/s1600/ggg%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qgm_5TxGy2Q/Th3jUA3zqtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/k3F3UwkqJ_k/s320/ggg%2B024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628905042253949650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee - side pic but you can see the similarities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IgcHER_asN8/Th3jUSiNrjI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9mi6gSjEmTk/s1600/ravings%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IgcHER_asN8/Th3jUSiNrjI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9mi6gSjEmTk/s320/ravings%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628905046995217970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls - I sure do love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee hasn't really been interested much in potty training, just for the past few weeks she says potty so i'll sit her up there and she thinks its the neatest thing ever. Friday she went twice while sitting on the potty. That didn't last long, which is ok with me, we just keep putting her up there every time she says potty. It'll come eventually :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJXEbu8XO_8/Th3mePot3xI/AAAAAAAAAdA/BzMKQa8u9f8/s1600/july20111%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJXEbu8XO_8/Th3mePot3xI/AAAAAAAAAdA/BzMKQa8u9f8/s320/july20111%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628908516550762258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks Rylee has been sleeping on her bunk bed! No more crib in this house :) Its fun for the girls to be sharing a room now, they love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ll2he7pqdA4/Th3oEQVcPzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Y5yFfqURez4/s1600/roo%2Bbed%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ll2he7pqdA4/Th3oEQVcPzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Y5yFfqURez4/s320/roo%2Bbed%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628910269085007666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1514697155835338154?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1514697155835338154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1514697155835338154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1514697155835338154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1514697155835338154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-littlest-princess-is-getting-big-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JS-wn7wi0M/Th3ei74DGsI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BHnygFGVqnE/s72-c/roovideos%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6131162818820123184</id><published>2011-07-13T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:27:04.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brikayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEfhqQVW5_c/Th3Q-EaC4LI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LSPBxoWlU1E/s1600/7.2.11.5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEfhqQVW5_c/Th3Q-EaC4LI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LSPBxoWlU1E/s320/7.2.11.5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628884874036437170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured it was more than overdue for an update on my girls. So we'll start with Brikayla. She is so much fun! She is Little Miss Sassy Pants. She is sooo curious and quick to learn new things.&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago she chopped off all her hair and donated it, she was the one who said she wanted to donate it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC17rzCsQ2g/Th3T0jt4faI/AAAAAAAAAb4/H_-5Xn8_7W0/s1600/kaylacurly%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mC17rzCsQ2g/Th3T0jt4faI/AAAAAAAAAb4/H_-5Xn8_7W0/s320/kaylacurly%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628888009177333154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before her haircut!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaUcyNBAuY0/Th3T02tSGEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NCxEtPlRwXw/s1600/kaylas%2Bhaircut%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaUcyNBAuY0/Th3T02tSGEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NCxEtPlRwXw/s320/kaylas%2Bhaircut%2B007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628888014275090498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her haircut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-83p6zymA3QM/Th3T0brpYTI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cJ_kzp6J48U/s1600/june10%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-83p6zymA3QM/Th3T0brpYTI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cJ_kzp6J48U/s320/june10%2B015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628888007020470578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES her little sister! It is so much fun to watch them together, they have their moments when they fight, but for the most part Brikayla is just so overprotective of her little sister. Right now Brikayla is learning to write letters. I started with teaching her the alphabet, she can write A-D, but I then decided to teach her her name first. So that is what we're working on right now. She loves kids. She will make friends everywhere she goes. We have even been just at the play area at Chick-fil-a and by the time we leave, she is hugging the other kids and not wanting to leave her new friends. She loves the outdoors! Camping is one of her favorite things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQS41b1lzRg/Th3SVVT0XPI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-M62id5pe10/s1600/campinjune%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQS41b1lzRg/Th3SVVT0XPI/AAAAAAAAAbo/-M62id5pe10/s320/campinjune%2B062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628886373222341874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Rylee Camping June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy7DqcBsK-4/Th3SVO7Q75I/AAAAAAAAAbg/CJXfVCzZh7Q/s1600/campinjune%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zy7DqcBsK-4/Th3SVO7Q75I/AAAAAAAAAbg/CJXfVCzZh7Q/s320/campinjune%2B013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628886371508744082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Daddy on the fourwheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yaLoKrTVXo/Th3SU4j0MsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/_Z4_RXmRCjM/s1600/campinjune%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yaLoKrTVXo/Th3SU4j0MsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/_Z4_RXmRCjM/s320/campinjune%2B017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628886365504811714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and her friend Lukus camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves getting dirty, she loves riding the fourwheelers, she is a fish too, LOVES the water! Don't get me wrong, she's not all tomboy, she loves to dress up, she would wear a dress every day if i'd let her. She loves barbies and make up, every time i do my make up she asks if she can have some too, so i'll put on the lightest shade of eyeshadow to make her happy :) A few weeks ago, we went to my sisters dance recital and afterward she was telling Jay about it and when he asked what her favorite part was, she replied "the part when it was over" Jay and I cracked up, and whenever anyone laughs at something she said she always replies with "I'm just kidding" and comes up with what she thinks is a better answer. She loves having her picture taken, and will smile at any opportunity she gets in front of a camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wu5K5zEl2iU/Th3Q-WNS24I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QOyXdM9W95o/s1600/july3%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wu5K5zEl2iU/Th3Q-WNS24I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QOyXdM9W95o/s320/july3%2B010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628884878814796674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved the fireworks this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day she asks if we can do them again. She loves playing games and doing puzzles. Her favorite color, for today at least, is purple. Her favorite songs are Barbie Girl, Single ladies and If I Die Young. After hearing Single Ladies at Brendan and Lateisha's wedding, she came up to me and said "Mom, I'm a Single Lady!" she cracks me up. It was too cute, on the 4th, my Dad had If I Die Young in his head, he out loud sang "If I die young" then Kayla finished it off with "Bury me in Satin, lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song" my Dad was pretty amazed that she knew the words by heart and could sing them without the song playing. She is getting big so quick, it makes me sad but also excited for what the future has in store for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ7tZ67uuBM/Th3Q-m2EM3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/j-NfmiZWkZg/s1600/july20111%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ7tZ67uuBM/Th3Q-m2EM3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/j-NfmiZWkZg/s320/july20111%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628884883280769906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but I really love this picture, dirty face and all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6131162818820123184?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6131162818820123184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6131162818820123184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6131162818820123184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6131162818820123184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2011/07/brikayla.html' title='Brikayla'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEfhqQVW5_c/Th3Q-EaC4LI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LSPBxoWlU1E/s72-c/7.2.11.5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4644247741256596642</id><published>2010-09-20T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T12:21:53.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a week worth of blog days 7-13...I'm a slacker!</title><content type='html'>Wow its been a busy week with Rylee's birthday and birthday parties!! So I have been slacking! I'll start with day 7 - photo of someone/something that has the biggest impact on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeubHwastI/AAAAAAAAAaM/HULZQqq8xSw/s1600/bdayparty+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeubHwastI/AAAAAAAAAaM/HULZQqq8xSw/s320/bdayparty+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519071649327657682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say my Mom and Dad. They are both such amazing people, and it is so awesome to see how much in love they are after almost 26 years (on the 27th its their anniversary!) my Dad will still give my mom a tap on the butt, they still hold hands and kiss eachother without caring who sees. They are amazing Grandparents to our little girls. They love to teach them new things! I love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 Short term goals this month and why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that would be from now until the 20th of October. &lt;br /&gt;1. Get ALL the laundry done and get all of us packed for California!! Because I don't want to forget anything! &lt;br /&gt;2. Have a blast at Disneyland and the Beach! &lt;br /&gt;3. After California, start getting ready for Halloween and our annual Halloween party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 Something I'm proud of in the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made the girls bows for Disneyland, Rylee's birthday party was a success, got out the fall decorations...sad I know, I haven't been very accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 Songs I listen to when I'm happy, sad, hyped mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't necessarily have songs for each emotion, but some of my favorite at the moment are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are by Bruno Mars&lt;br /&gt;Take it off by Kesha&lt;br /&gt;Persona non grada by Ravings of a Madman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some all time favorites are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;Ohio is for lovers by Hawthorne Heights&lt;br /&gt;Wait for you by Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 Another pic of me and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family so much and they really are some of my best friends. Jay and I can laugh about anything, we have such fun times together. I love the time I get to spend with my girls - together and individually. They both teach me new things almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJexUPbSf4I/AAAAAAAAAac/cE1poO8sHh4/s1600/summa+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJexUPbSf4I/AAAAAAAAAac/cE1poO8sHh4/s320/summa+106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519074829662322562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJexThk8WtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F5lmXb4D8tk/s1600/camping+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJexThk8WtI/AAAAAAAAAaU/F5lmXb4D8tk/s320/camping+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519074817354783442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeytXQEEtI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ac4G79sbJhE/s1600/sept+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeytXQEEtI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ac4G79sbJhE/s320/sept+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519076360771080914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeytyqBQjI/AAAAAAAAAas/5GrJyl0wMSo/s1600/fn+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeytyqBQjI/AAAAAAAAAas/5GrJyl0wMSo/s320/fn+136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519076368127705650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 How I found out about blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends had blogs and it was actually Jenna Palmer that told me I should start one. I thought it was a great idea. I wish I were better at it - I just need to make it a priority!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 A letter to someone who has hurt me recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have anything for this. I don't think I've been hurt and I'm not really one to hold grudges, my heart does hurt for those in Herriman right now who have either lost their homes or are evacuated not knowing if they will still have a home to go back to. I am so grateful for the men and women who are out there fighting that fire!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4644247741256596642?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4644247741256596642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4644247741256596642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4644247741256596642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4644247741256596642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/week-worth-of-blog-days-7-13im-slacker.html' title='a week worth of blog days 7-13...I&apos;m a slacker!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TJeubHwastI/AAAAAAAAAaM/HULZQqq8xSw/s72-c/bdayparty+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1762843378054200160</id><published>2010-09-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:05:47.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>Day 6 - Favorite Super Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I really have a favorite superhero...never really was into any of that. Well, I guess Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were pretty cool. They would count as a superheros right? My brother was obsessed with them - sheets, toys, halloween costume and everything, so I watched them all the time. Donatello was my favortie, since my favorite color used to be purple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI6Dt9TGM0I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Ho3BQO25Lk4/s1600/thumbnailCA61CGKF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI6Dt9TGM0I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Ho3BQO25Lk4/s320/thumbnailCA61CGKF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491419147449154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI6DtB_irEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uQSIlpuw7a8/s1600/thumbnailCA02QD65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI6DtB_irEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uQSIlpuw7a8/s320/thumbnailCA02QD65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516491403227737154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1762843378054200160?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1762843378054200160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1762843378054200160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1762843378054200160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1762843378054200160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI6Dt9TGM0I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Ho3BQO25Lk4/s72-c/thumbnailCA61CGKF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-9109707059001132410</id><published>2010-09-12T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T11:27:04.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 and 5</title><content type='html'>Day 4 - A habit that you wish you didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty dumb, but licking my lips - if I don't have chapstick with me, I lick my lips when they are dry. When I was young it got really bad sometimes, it would leave red marks all around my lips. Really wish I didn't do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep very many pictures on my computer, so I don't have many of places I've been. We did just go to Wyoming for our yearly family reunion over labor day weekend. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI0bL8QP8nI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xq7_QLpKvVM/s1600/sept+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI0bL8QP8nI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xq7_QLpKvVM/s320/sept+054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516095010565517938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to Disneyland several times, we're taking the girls for their first time in less than three weeks and we're soo excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-9109707059001132410?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/9109707059001132410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=9109707059001132410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/9109707059001132410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/9109707059001132410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-4-and-5.html' title='Day 4 and 5'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TI0bL8QP8nI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xq7_QLpKvVM/s72-c/sept+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3088151354152017658</id><published>2010-09-10T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:10:27.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Pictures of you and your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIplWMIPf-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/xEQL4ayQ3IU/s1600/fn+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIplWMIPf-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/xEQL4ayQ3IU/s320/fn+148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515332125555916770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam Manda and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi8-LqvFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/m7CjtnuX32w/s1600/summer1+2020+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi8-LqvFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/m7CjtnuX32w/s320/summer1+2020+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329493292203090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erica Ayla Me and Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi8EVx__I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Cu0qkcInxVE/s1600/summer1+2020+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi8EVx__I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Cu0qkcInxVE/s320/summer1+2020+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329477765365746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erica and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi7vT8HyI/AAAAAAAAAZU/9ur8WmVNwz8/s1600/sum+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi7vT8HyI/AAAAAAAAAZU/9ur8WmVNwz8/s320/sum+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329472120495906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay Erica Josh Me Ayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi7L1BFBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/A0L2Nj3phrQ/s1600/l_3a8ddda4720d4c9f94f958ad28b65b7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi7L1BFBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/A0L2Nj3phrQ/s320/l_3a8ddda4720d4c9f94f958ad28b65b7b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329462595556370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay and I, Lindsay and Levi, Blake and Amanda, Josh and Erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi64jjM9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/49D_Q7sE-9c/s1600/4.3.68.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIpi64jjM9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/49D_Q7sE-9c/s320/4.3.68.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329457422021586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake and Gage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphWS0fyfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/8l5MyYhhkuI/s1600/Halloween+Party+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphWS0fyfI/AAAAAAAAAY8/8l5MyYhhkuI/s320/Halloween+Party+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515327729305635314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brittany Blake and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphVVKQlNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kUncLpFBm3k/s1600/Halloween+Party+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphVVKQlNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kUncLpFBm3k/s320/Halloween+Party+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515327712753915090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pam and Manda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphU7bPkUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eEJxLOCsM_M/s1600/Halloween+Party+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIphU7bPkUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eEJxLOCsM_M/s320/Halloween+Party+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515327705845829954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karl Emily and Addie&lt;br /&gt;one of my besties Shanna I don't have a pic on my computer, but she should be up here too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3088151354152017658?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3088151354152017658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3088151354152017658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3088151354152017658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3088151354152017658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIplWMIPf-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/xEQL4ayQ3IU/s72-c/fn+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4952028235945592904</id><published>2010-09-09T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:13:45.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>The meaning of your blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sphar Family - kind of explains itself, I'm so happy/lucky that Jay and I got married five years ago, what a great start to our Sphar Family. He's an awesome guy - sweet, funny, caring and best of all a great daddy. Feb 2 2007 and Sept 15 2009 two of the best days of our lives. Our little girls are so amazing. They bring so much joy to our lives with their cute personalities. Brikayla is always learning so many new things and saying the funniest stuff. Rylee is learning new things and her cute personality is really starting to show. I'm really lucky to have my family. I love them so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4952028235945592904?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4952028235945592904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4952028235945592904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4952028235945592904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4952028235945592904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5062874497068417994</id><published>2010-09-08T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:32:02.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 day challenge</title><content type='html'>I'm joining a few friends and am going to do the 30 day challenge. Try, at least. I feel like I've been so lazy with blogging, far too long since I've blogged. This will at least give a little something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIfT_Np1r9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Vhuir2QqPes/s1600/F6edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIfT_Np1r9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Vhuir2QqPes/s320/F6edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514609351688826834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love scrapbooking&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite color is lime green&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was younger, I watched the movie Grease at least twice a day&lt;br /&gt;4. Beauty and the Beast is my favorite Disney movie.&lt;br /&gt;5. My favorite animals are sloths and monkeys&lt;br /&gt;6. I collect shot glasses&lt;br /&gt;7. Halloween is my favorite holiday, we've had a Halloween party four  years now, can't wait for this years!&lt;br /&gt;8. I used to be obsessed with care bears... I had sooo many of them! Even my room had a big rainbow painted in it and my "blinds" were actually a carebear shower curtain :)&lt;br /&gt;9. I love music - especially rock/alternative&lt;br /&gt;10. I get headaches almost every day :(&lt;br /&gt;11. I love Ben and Jerrys halfbaked ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;12. I love playing board games/card games&lt;br /&gt;13. I have a guilty pleasure for reality tv&lt;br /&gt;14. I love camping/fourwheeling with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;15. I absolutely love my family, my immediate family and extended family,we always have so much fun and make so many memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you want to participate- here are the daily questions!&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself &lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - The meaning behind your Blog name &lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - A picture of you and your friends &lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - A habit that you wish you didn’t have &lt;br /&gt;Day 5- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to &lt;br /&gt;Day 6 - Favorite super hero and why &lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you &lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - Short term goals for this month and why &lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - Something you’re proud of in the past few days &lt;br /&gt;Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad &lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - Another picture of you and your friends &lt;br /&gt;Day 12- How you found out about Blogs and why you made one &lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - A letter to someone who has hurt you recently &lt;br /&gt;Day 14- A picture of you and your family &lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play &lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - Another picture of yourself &lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why &lt;br /&gt;Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have &lt;br /&gt;Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them &lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future &lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - A picture of something that makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - What makes you different from everyone else &lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - Something you crave for a lot &lt;br /&gt;Day 24- A letter to your parents &lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - What I would find in your bag &lt;br /&gt;Day 26- What you think about your friends &lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - Why are you doing this 30 day challenge &lt;br /&gt;Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then? &lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - In this past month, what have you learned &lt;br /&gt;Day 30- Who are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5062874497068417994?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5062874497068417994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5062874497068417994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5062874497068417994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5062874497068417994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-day-challenge.html' title='30 day challenge'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TIfT_Np1r9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Vhuir2QqPes/s72-c/F6edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6657634635950827877</id><published>2010-07-29T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:21:54.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambers Photography Session Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>Amber Lintz Photography is giving away a free session to celebrate her new website! I recommend everyone enter because she does an AMAZING job! Visit her blog, amberlintzphotography.blogspot.com to check out her awesome photos and to get details on how to enter the contest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6657634635950827877?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6657634635950827877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6657634635950827877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6657634635950827877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6657634635950827877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/07/ambers-photography-session-giveaway.html' title='Ambers Photography Session Giveaway!!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3966087141411113822</id><published>2010-06-10T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:14:34.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited for Summer</title><content type='html'>We're so excited the weather is getting nice. We have had so much fun being outside playing on the swingset, swimming and sitting outside enjoying summer thunderstorms! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla loves to sing songs, especially to her little sister! It's the cutest thing ever. She loves to rough house with her Daddy and "help" mom make bows. She already gets upset when Rylee takes her toys. No is probably one of her favorite words. She likes to think every day is her birthday or a "flower parade" she still loves dressing up in crazy outfits that only she could look cute in :) Her favorite color is purple - at least for today. It changes everyday. She loves to watch movies, especially ones with princesses. She talks everyday about how she is so excited to go to Disneyland "tomorrow" and ride in the teacups with Cristian and Chelsie and how she can't wait to get "sheshells" on the beach. Little does she know we have 113 more tomorrows until we actually leave for California. She loves to have her toes painted, play in the dirt and color sidewalk chalk. She's growing up so quick its crazy!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEHcw51RI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Rz_gcBXXz9o/s1600/summer+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEHcw51RI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Rz_gcBXXz9o/s320/summer+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481237116257686802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute Kayla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEGpRpxyI/AAAAAAAAAXc/d61AFNMZpa0/s1600/backyard+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEGpRpxyI/AAAAAAAAAXc/d61AFNMZpa0/s320/backyard+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481237102436402978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFFVeg88oI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3cEVzohXHY8/s1600/summer+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFFVeg88oI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3cEVzohXHY8/s320/summer+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238456757449346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee will be 9 months old next week which seems crazy. She finally likes babyfood - especially carrots and sweet potatoes. She crawls everywhere like its going out of style. She is quick! She pulls herself up on everything, especially the fireplace. She climbs up the one stair we have in our house - from our family room up to the kitchen. She is such a happy girl - her smile can melt your heart. She lights up when her Daddy comes home from work. She loves her big sister like crazy. She loves to pick things up with her toes - just like her sissy. (Brikayla used to eat with her toes - she would put string cheese in between her toes and then put her foot up to her mouth to eat the cheese. hahaha) she loves to play outside, depending on the day she either loves or hates to play in the grass. She LOVES to swing next to her sister on the swing set. She likes to un-alphabetize Daddys DVD collection by pulling them onto the floor. Her hair is getting so long, I love it. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEGI7UitI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4AV9SKrxkGw/s1600/backyard+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEGI7UitI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4AV9SKrxkGw/s320/backyard+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481237093752802002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rylee girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEIuPiDYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-cpmyhXjtBo/s1600/summer+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEIuPiDYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-cpmyhXjtBo/s320/summer+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481237138129423746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;standing by the fireplace :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEH4oEmOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/pd7FsHK7AyY/s1600/summer+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEH4oEmOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/pd7FsHK7AyY/s320/summer+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481237123736836322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eating carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFFVyvyQeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/9DK16gREbcE/s1600/summer+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFFVyvyQeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/9DK16gREbcE/s320/summer+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238462188372450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;climbing up the stair&lt;br /&gt;Jay just returned from a business trip to Maryland. He said it was absolutely beautiful there and wouldn't mind living there. He had a good time, but was glad to be home to see his girls :) He's really liking his job and is coming up on three years there. He got a motorcycle last week and we've already been on a few rides. There isn't anything like a motorcycle ride! We both love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been making a ton of bows, which I love doing. I've been selling them to friends and family. In the next little while my Aunts are going to be having a "Bow Party" where I can sell some of my bows to all their friends etc. :) I'm pretty excited about it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're excited to go camping and fourwheeling this summer, its one of our favorite things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3966087141411113822?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3966087141411113822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3966087141411113822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3966087141411113822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3966087141411113822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/06/excited-for-summer.html' title='Excited for Summer'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/TBFEHcw51RI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Rz_gcBXXz9o/s72-c/summer+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4373765306740178593</id><published>2010-04-01T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:07:11.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Already?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TJiwUVFHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cBjm1Bi9Y4U/s1600/backyard+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TJiwUVFHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cBjm1Bi9Y4U/s320/backyard+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455206647575417970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Beautiful Girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe how quickly time is flying. It's the first of April...although it looks like January with the 6 inches of snow outside! I figured I needed to do a post to update on the girls :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Brikayla was watching tv in her room and came out and just started talking at 100 words per minute, Jay and I caught some of it even though she was talking so fast. Something about the purple girl turning orange or something and she was SO excited about whatever it was. Then she was just talking to us and Jay got a little teary eyed and just scooped her up and started telling her how big she's getting and growing up so fast. It made me get all teary eyed too. She is such a beautiful, sweet, funny, trouble making girl! She is three years old, it really hit me last night. I still can't believe she's three!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay has always called her Baby Girl and he called her that last night and she says "I'm not a baby dad, I'm a big girl!" She's a smart little stinker. She loves matching colors - she had a bag of M&amp;M's and was matching the colors to peoples shirts and things. It's cute :) She loves counting, dancing, singing songs - she loves Carrie Underwood and Michael Jackson - (the other day Jay was goofing off and said the "he-he" like Michael Jackson always did and Kayla said "Dad, you're good at singing Michael Jackson" haha), doing crafts, she is always concerned for people being ok, especially her baby sister. She is always trying to make Rylee happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla is still tall for her age - tall and skinny. People we don't see often or even strangers usually think she's four or five...and she barely turned 3 two months ago. I know that's not going to be a good thing when she becomes a teenager...we're definately going to have our hands full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TMYn3wPMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8-QKWL_nfh8/s1600/zoo+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TMYn3wPMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8-QKWL_nfh8/s320/zoo+095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455209772044270786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla loves the zoo!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TNcZGgW8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/8Wg37uVxyb0/s1600/biscuit+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TNcZGgW8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/8Wg37uVxyb0/s320/biscuit+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455210936310717378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;She fell asleep on her Great Grandma and Great Grandpa Walker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TN8G6WZiI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OfyuLXVu9SE/s1600/egg+hunt+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TN8G6WZiI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OfyuLXVu9SE/s320/egg+hunt+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455211481183708706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;She falls asleep so funny sometimes :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TPLUv0nFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3FXqImkcV6s/s1600/egg+hunt+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TPLUv0nFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3FXqImkcV6s/s320/egg+hunt+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455212842107313234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;She LOVED finding all the eggs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee is 6 1/2 months old. She is also tall and skinny - at her 6 month check up she was 27 inches and 15 lbs 11 ozs. :) Since she is so tall, she wears 9 month sizes in new clothes, and in Brikayla's hand-me-downs, she's already wearing her 12 month stuff! Its crazy - the things Rylee is wearing now Brikayla was walking around in. She rolls from one end of the family room to the other in 10 seconds I swear. When she's on her tummy, she'll try scooting to things. She'll get up on her hands and knees sometimes, but then doesn't know what to do next. She still loves her binky. She got her ears pierced yesterday and she looks so cute!! Rylee has a few ticklish spots - her feet, her back and the most ticklish is her palms. It's so funny how hard she laughs when you tickle her palms! She LOVES spitting - especially when we're in the car. I don't think I've ever heard so many spitting noises from such a little thing! She sucks on her bottom lip a lot. We have to keep the carpet vacuumed constantly - she picks up everything she can get her little fingers on and puts it in her mouth. She still does NOT like baby food, she's like her sister in that way - Kayla went from bottle to table food. Rylee did however like her Biter Biscuit we gave her the other day... she also likes to chew on bread from the Spaghetti Factory, pizza crust and her fingers...she doesn't suck her thumb but she does chew on it and all her fingers and makes a big slobbery mess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TLNz9wb2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/MGumt_ic01Q/s1600/zoo+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TLNz9wb2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/MGumt_ic01Q/s320/zoo+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455208486800486242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...I love this picture!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TM5RA1gKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8nruMoFoMmY/s1600/biscuit+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TM5RA1gKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8nruMoFoMmY/s320/biscuit+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455210332844032162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rylee and her Biter Biscuit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TOUiA65YI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Bq58n0CpRaI/s1600/egg+hunt+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TOUiA65YI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Bq58n0CpRaI/s320/egg+hunt+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455211900775884162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was ready to find some eggs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure do love our little girls and feel so blessed to have two healthy, beautiful girls! We are looking forward to Easter. Yesterday the girls got to do an egg hunt at Suzannes school, they had so much fun! Brikayla keeps asking when the bunnies are going to come...we're a little sad we won't be camping for Easter weekend like we usually do, but the weather is just too crazy! Hope everyone has a happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4373765306740178593?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4373765306740178593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4373765306740178593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4373765306740178593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4373765306740178593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-already.html' title='April Already?!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S7TJiwUVFHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/cBjm1Bi9Y4U/s72-c/backyard+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3014369736206199174</id><published>2010-02-24T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:42:13.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks have been pretty hectic. 3 weeks ago or so Rylee got double ear infections, then Brikayla got a bad cough before her birthday, then Rylee had early signs of RSV then Brikayla got an ear infection. Jay and I have also had colds throughout as well. I'm so glad to say everyone is almost back to 100 percent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday we went out with my family to Red Robin and had a great time, wonderful dinner. For Valentines Day/my birthday/Ron's birthday we went with Jays parents to Tepanyaki which was fun and delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla LOVED "Balentines Day". She looked forward to it and enjoyed making valentines for all my cousins, which she brought to our family party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee is getting so big, time is just seeming to fly! She is rolling all over the place, sitting on her own every once in awhile and she doesn't like laying flat on her back very much, she would rather sit up, which she tries to do by herself and its really funny :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WNjNjLbJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-9-FhlpTuZA/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WNjNjLbJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-9-FhlpTuZA/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441911360819260562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to sit up&lt;/em&gt; She likes her binky, but lately just likes to play with it. She takes it out of her mouth and then puts it back in, she also likes to stick her thumb through the side of her binky so that she is sucking on her thumb and her binky at the same time. It's cute :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WODCc71sI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QIhf7mjqg2w/s1600-h/ert+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WODCc71sI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QIhf7mjqg2w/s320/ert+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441911907596097218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking her binky out :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla is still a little troublemaker sometimes, the other day she got a full box of cereal and spread it all over her room - it was even in the blinds that were open at the time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WNLA69EsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kXr01Z3ZkJk/s1600-h/mess+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WNLA69EsI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kXr01Z3ZkJk/s320/mess+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441910945112462018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The little grin on her face...&lt;/em&gt; Yesterday she would go into Rylee's room when she was napping and climb from the rocking chair into her crib and wake her up. It was frustrating but cute at the same time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In great news, Monday night Brikayla went in her potty once. Then Tuesday four times and so today I decided to break out the Tinkerbell, Minnie Mouse and Dora underwear again. She's gone potty in her potty 5 times so far, and just had two accidents, which I'm excited about! She's making progress!! I think she may have finally decided its time to potty train - it may also be because my mom told her she needs to be potty trained before October if she wants to go to Disneyland ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WMp9nD1II/AAAAAAAAAV0/jzRiJGlGIxM/s1600-h/jk+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WMp9nD1II/AAAAAAAAAV0/jzRiJGlGIxM/s320/jk+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441910377288029314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know my girls love each other :) They are so cute together, I can't wait to see their bond grow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WMTm8wbpI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dV4Xc2Epvxg/s1600-h/ert+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WMTm8wbpI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dV4Xc2Epvxg/s320/ert+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441909993247895186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;HAHA Rylee is like "get off of me" lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3014369736206199174?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3014369736206199174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3014369736206199174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3014369736206199174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3014369736206199174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/02/girls.html' title='GIRLS'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S4WNjNjLbJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-9-FhlpTuZA/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-480547575177418839</id><published>2010-02-02T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:24:06.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how big my princess is getting!! Daddy called her from work today to wish her a happy birthday and she was so excited about that :) She's had her birthday princess tiara on all day so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs8lbawxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jelSty0EZVc/s1600-h/bday+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs8lbawxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jelSty0EZVc/s320/bday+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433712738517566226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so excited when everyone started singing Happy Birthday, but then she realized we were singing to her and she got all embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs8P4JjuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/u2HJeVcMyPQ/s1600-h/bday+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs8P4JjuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/u2HJeVcMyPQ/s320/bday+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433712732732493538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was spoiled!! Thanks to everyone who came :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs7qshbgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/m44-1E4-z-s/s1600-h/bday+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs7qshbgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/m44-1E4-z-s/s320/bday+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433712722751614466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her "tiana crown" as she calls it. She hasn't taken this thing off hardly at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs60w1rbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jLbq2-d92eY/s1600-h/bday+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs60w1rbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jLbq2-d92eY/s320/bday+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433712708274204082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with all of her balloons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-480547575177418839?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/480547575177418839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=480547575177418839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/480547575177418839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/480547575177418839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S2hs8lbawxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jelSty0EZVc/s72-c/bday+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4395783037852045721</id><published>2010-01-14T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:06:09.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls are growing so fast!</title><content type='html'>Rylee is getting better and better at sitting on her own! She sits for minutes at a time now instead of just seconds...she's getting so big already! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_27gmr-RI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YP59TmGwJJ4/s1600-h/sitter+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_27gmr-RI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YP59TmGwJJ4/s320/sitter+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426827578229651730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_25xnLsKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JG-RDFHi3Wg/s1600-h/sit+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_25xnLsKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JG-RDFHi3Wg/s320/sit+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426827548435394722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She'll be four months old tomorrow. It is so crazy how much time flies!! Today Rylee and I had a day together since Brikayla slept at my moms last night and then spent the day with her - they went to go see "The Princess and the Frog" - which Brikayla loved - but it was the first time Brikayla has gone to the theatre to see a movie, and my mom said when they walked in, Brikayla would walk up two stairs, and then run back to the door and say how dark it was in there. My mom had to drag her up the stairs, I wish I could have been there to see it! Haha. Then, my mom said that when they were watching the movie, Brikayla would look around for a minute or two and then say to her, "Grandma, it sure is dark in here" and then pause for a minute and say "let's get out of here!" but other than that she was thrilled about the actual movie! Anyway, back to me having a day with Rylee, it was so different with us just being alone. We played a lot today and Rylee was "talking" so much. She kept trying to look at the tv upside down -(it was weird that I wasn't watching Kai-lan, Yo Gabba Gabba, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and all those other shows Brikayla loves lol) - &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_26nfsEiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ti7VdWV_LIg/s1600-h/sit+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_26nfsEiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ti7VdWV_LIg/s320/sit+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426827562899477026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took naps without being woke up, but I missed seeing Brikayla give Rylee kisses all day long, Rylee giggling and smiling at Brikayla being silly, watching Brikayla color pictures for daddy and being so excited to give it to him when he got home from work, I missed Brikayla asking to hold Rylee...although it was a great day, I realized how much I really love watching my two girls interact! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through Brikayla's first scrapbook today and it is so crazy how much Rylee looks just like Brikayla when she was four months old! They look so much alike! I never really realized it until I saw the pictures of Brikayla at Rylee's current age....and now my little Kayla Boo is going to be 3 years old in less than three weeks! She's getting so big, before I know it she'll be starting school...oh I don't even want to think about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4395783037852045721?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4395783037852045721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4395783037852045721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4395783037852045721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4395783037852045721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-girls-are-growing-so-fast.html' title='My girls are growing so fast!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0_27gmr-RI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YP59TmGwJJ4/s72-c/sitter+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3767212459038193098</id><published>2010-01-09T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:22:37.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, really quick post, but I'm so excited! As most of you know, we've been trying to potty train Brikayla, throwing around the idea and everything for like six months...about three weeks ago, we just kind of let off, because she wanted nothing to do with it. So about twenty minutes ago, Brikayla came into the bathroom and said "Mom, I have to go potty" not really thinking anything would happen, we took off her jammies, she took off her diaper and sat on her potty, and she peed! I was so proud of her! I hadn't said anything about it, she just did it on her own! I really hope this continues :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, over the last two days Rylee has been sitting up by herself for like 5 seconds at a time! It's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have kids, its hard to explain, but it's so exciting when new milestones like this happen :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3767212459038193098?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3767212459038193098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3767212459038193098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3767212459038193098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3767212459038193098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay.html' title='Yay!!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-8787344657944534701</id><published>2010-01-08T13:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:07:33.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It got quiet last night...</title><content type='html'>Jay and I were cleaning up the family room last night after playing with Brikayla, and realized that it was pretty quiet, so I went to go check on Brikayla and found her with a Drumstick Ice Cream Cone that she had gotten out of the freezer...(we have one of the fridges where the freezer is on the bottom, so she is able to reach it)...it was pretty hilarious, I guess she thought she'd help herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0enOaHoGYI/AAAAAAAAATc/VZKKet0ZoHE/s1600-h/boo+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0enOaHoGYI/AAAAAAAAATc/VZKKet0ZoHE/s320/boo+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424488142162368898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee has been really stuffed up the past few days, and has also had her right eye almost stuck shut from eye boogers :( Today she was a lot better when I went to get her out of bed this morning though. :) When I had called her doctors office and talked to the medical assistant yesterday, she said she would move Rylees four month check up up a week so that they could check her out and make sure she didn't have anything serious, and do her check up all in one day. So we went in today and she doesn't have anything serious! I was so relieved. Today Rylee weighed 13 lbs 12 oz. She was in the 97th percentile for height...she's 26 inches! Tall girl just like her sister. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0er0D_FoSI/AAAAAAAAATk/UmR-NfX6UbA/s1600-h/booroo+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0er0D_FoSI/AAAAAAAAATk/UmR-NfX6UbA/s320/booroo+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424493187102515490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that Rylee is going to be four months old next week and in less than a month Brikayla will be 3 years old!!! My girls are growing up so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-8787344657944534701?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8787344657944534701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=8787344657944534701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8787344657944534701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8787344657944534701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-got-quiet-last-night.html' title='It got quiet last night...'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/S0enOaHoGYI/AAAAAAAAATc/VZKKet0ZoHE/s72-c/boo+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5527613841348016785</id><published>2009-12-31T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:39:46.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never...</title><content type='html'>I thought I should probably post some Christmas pictures. Wednesday night, the 23rd we celebrated with Jays parents, the girls were so spoiled! Brikayla got a four wheeler which was from her Great Grandma and Grandpa Willden (Jays parents purchased it with inheritance they received when Grandma Willden passed in September this year), she absolutely loves it and is excited to take it out camping this year. She got a kitchen from Grandma and Grandpa Sphar which she can't stop playing with. Her and Rylee also got some clothes, socks, books and other fun stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hr-mpO7I/AAAAAAAAASA/argMFM6AUYk/s1600-h/spharchristmas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hr-mpO7I/AAAAAAAAASA/argMFM6AUYk/s320/spharchristmas+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421526565847120818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hrfY1dZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vInt6r5zNc8/s1600-h/spharchristmas+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hrfY1dZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vInt6r5zNc8/s320/spharchristmas+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421526557467702674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hq70kJUI/AAAAAAAAARw/1-jY4wJzdIQ/s1600-h/spharchristmas+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hq70kJUI/AAAAAAAAARw/1-jY4wJzdIQ/s320/spharchristmas+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421526547920332098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Rylee on the four wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning Jay had to work so I took the girls over to Grandma and Grandpa Sphars so we could make cookies to set out that night for Santa. Brikayla had a lot of fun and Rylee even got in on the action :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cCS8uxnI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gjq01TIMgOg/s1600-h/christmas+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cCS8uxnI/AAAAAAAAARg/Gjq01TIMgOg/s320/christmas+066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520352195823218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla rolling out the dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cB-IjdPI/AAAAAAAAARY/DVjaZdF3BpE/s1600-h/christmas+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cB-IjdPI/AAAAAAAAARY/DVjaZdF3BpE/s320/christmas+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520346608268530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee with a cookie cutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cBk3U3vI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6Fq882_HkGY/s1600-h/christmas+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cBk3U3vI/AAAAAAAAARQ/6Fq882_HkGY/s320/christmas+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520339825123058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting out the cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cA_3ipfI/AAAAAAAAARI/069DciEfag8/s1600-h/christmas+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cA_3ipfI/AAAAAAAAARI/069DciEfag8/s320/christmas+060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520329893914098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Grandma Sphar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cC2ejEWI/AAAAAAAAARo/4KmIGsSpBYk/s1600-h/christmas+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0cC2ejEWI/AAAAAAAAARo/4KmIGsSpBYk/s320/christmas+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520361732903266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and I decorating some cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night we headed to my parents for our traditional pj and movie night. We watched Four Christmases which was really good and we all got our pjs! Brikayla and Rylee also opened their gifts from Grandma and Grandpa Walker - spoiled yet again of course! Brikayla got a Vtech laptop which she really loves, she got Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure, a TON of clothes and pjs and some other things as well. Rylee got a cute train that she can follow around when she starts crawling, a light up ball and of course tons of clothes and other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01bFXHGYI/AAAAAAAAATI/T-6vuhg59ok/s1600-h/christmas+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01bFXHGYI/AAAAAAAAATI/T-6vuhg59ok/s320/christmas+104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421548265835796866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee under the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01asDH7sI/AAAAAAAAATA/4Uxz9_0X-kc/s1600-h/christmas+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01asDH7sI/AAAAAAAAATA/4Uxz9_0X-kc/s320/christmas+093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421548259041078978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Rylee in their Christmas pj's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01aIejVyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/J7sWCLrSIPo/s1600-h/christmas+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01aIejVyI/AAAAAAAAAS4/J7sWCLrSIPo/s320/christmas+092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421548249492444962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01ZgnROYI/AAAAAAAAASw/le3wENbpWTw/s1600-h/christmas+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz01ZgnROYI/AAAAAAAAASw/le3wENbpWTw/s320/christmas+091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421548238791588226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jCkOY-bI/AAAAAAAAASo/7PuYGUkbENY/s1600-h/christmas+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jCkOY-bI/AAAAAAAAASo/7PuYGUkbENY/s320/christmas+096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528053414689202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Chelsie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jCAy7CmI/AAAAAAAAASg/HiwtEhjhfkE/s1600-h/christmas+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jCAy7CmI/AAAAAAAAASg/HiwtEhjhfkE/s320/christmas+097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528043904240226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Braden and sister in law Ashlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jBsCgZlI/AAAAAAAAASY/z3H_N2nTkKk/s1600-h/christmas+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jBsCgZlI/AAAAAAAAASY/z3H_N2nTkKk/s320/christmas+088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528038332458578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jBHCVogI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2REgaTh5duw/s1600-h/christmas+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jBHCVogI/AAAAAAAAASQ/2REgaTh5duw/s320/christmas+080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528028399641090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, family friend Barbara and Brikayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jAqxdIsI/AAAAAAAAASI/OwRQm8M0yMQ/s1600-h/christmas+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0jAqxdIsI/AAAAAAAAASI/OwRQm8M0yMQ/s320/christmas+077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421528020812636866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara and my brother Cristian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning was really exciting this year since it was the first Christmas that Brikayla understood what was going on and that the gifts were from Santa, and it was Rylee's first Christmas! Brikayla got a 90 pc fake food set and a 50 pc dishes set...so those are always all over the place, she loves for Jay and I to eat fake meals with her and cook on her kitchen! She also got a Dora tent that she likes a lot! Rylee got some new toys to chew on and learn from and more clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we went to my parents for a bit to exchange gifts with my siblings then headed to the Draegers house where Jays parents were and had fun spending time with them for a few hours. On the way home, we were hungry and the only two places that were open that we could find were Panda Express and IHOP, we really just wanted to go home so Jay waited in line for about twenty minutes to get us food to take home...there were a lot of people there and both girls were sleeping so I just stayed in the car with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas this year and are so thankful for our wonderful families. We love them so much!i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5527613841348016785?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5527613841348016785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5527613841348016785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5527613841348016785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5527613841348016785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never...'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Sz0hr-mpO7I/AAAAAAAAASA/argMFM6AUYk/s72-c/spharchristmas+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5202810070738112932</id><published>2009-12-31T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:32:07.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has a very safe and happy New Year! We'll be staying in and having some friends over...I love getting everyone together. I'm looking forward to good food hanging out and watching our kids have fun...I'll be posting pictures later on. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5202810070738112932?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5202810070738112932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5202810070738112932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5202810070738112932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5202810070738112932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-years-eve.html' title='Happy New Years Eve'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-2517717066445168922</id><published>2009-12-28T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:20:28.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brikayla Jae</title><content type='html'>Brikayla is 2 years 10 months 3 weeks and 5 days old today! She will be 3 February 2. I really can't believe my little girl is going to be 3 soon! I wanted to have a post about my mischievous little girl!! She is seriously the most outgoing child I have ever seen...and if you know her, you'd agree. She NEVER stops! Even in her sleep she is moving all over and we'll find her in her closet, by her toybox, half on her bed etc. She never keeps her covers on either so we have a heater in her room and keep her in warm jammies. She sleeps for at least 10 hours at night and has since she was two months old! Along with never holding still goes getting into things...in the last few months she has smeared poop on her walls, got super glue on our chair, colored several walls with permanent marker, spread toothpaste all over my parents bathroom twice, poured syrup on the couch and just last night, colored on our tan chair and the wall...so I'm sure you're saying "then why don't you put things away?" but thats not it at all - she's also the smartest little girl I know...she will find things no matter where you put them away, like the syrup, she moved the kitchen chair over to the cupboard and got it out..and that was in a matter of two minutes while I changed Rylee's diaper! She's a quick little girl! I look back at these things and laugh now though, wish I would have taken pictures of each event. Brikayla has no desire at all to potty train, she will tell you when she's doing her thing in her diaper, so we know she knows what she's doing, she just refuses to go on her big girl potty...no treats or bribes work at all lol. The thing that makes it worse is that she is sooo smart...she has been talking in sentences for months and months, she knows all her colors, counts to 18 knows the alphabet, loves to make every animal sound you can think of. She's an incredible little girl :) She loves to say things are "amazing", lately she will say things like "wow mom, these shoes are really important" a lot of things she calls important. She gives the best hugs and kisses. It's a great feeling when she tells us she loves us. She's a tough little girl, and doesn't realize how rough she is..she always beats up all our friends boys - sorry guys! Her favorite shows are Dora and Sponge Bob. Some of her favorite movies are Toy Story, Jungle Book, Aladdin and Little Mermaid. She loves to play outside on her swingset and loves camping. She's definately not a girly girl when it comes to getting dirty! But she still loves princesses, shoes and jewelry! She loves music and loves to sing songs! Some of her favorites are "5 little monkeys", "The Wheels on the Bus" and a ton more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwSmha9mI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y-xwir-b0Ws/s1600-h/bk+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwSmha9mI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y-xwir-b0Ws/s320/bk+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420416722653607522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is getting so long, it has natural curl! We've never cut it except for her bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwSEm8JLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WNNxrUeVNsY/s1600-h/bk+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwSEm8JLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WNNxrUeVNsY/s320/bk+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420416713549948082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has beautiful ice blue eyes and she loves wearing earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwR3I8S4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5kQ7Ae-ijSk/s1600-h/bk+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwR3I8S4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5kQ7Ae-ijSk/s320/bk+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420416709934467970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves playing with her baby doll, Sally. She is going to be a great mom one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwRXeF_EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SmzCMxmBmiU/s1600-h/bk+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwRXeF_EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SmzCMxmBmiU/s320/bk+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420416701433248834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES macaroni and cheese, another one of her favorites is spaghetti and meatballs. Her favorite drinks are apple juice and chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwRHdQZFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/taluLsBfn9U/s1600-h/bk+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwRHdQZFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/taluLsBfn9U/s320/bk+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420416697134769234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves reading books, its one of her favorite things...she acts like she's reading. She makes up stories about her sister and her grandparents etc..its cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2Dr-CvFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QQhjgBc32lc/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2Dr-CvFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QQhjgBc32lc/s320/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420423063487560786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2DPtuaFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/USTSwT5YKPQ/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2DPtuaFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/USTSwT5YKPQ/s320/069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420423055902926930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2ChS2T0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/iUEMNNMZmCs/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk2ChS2T0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/iUEMNNMZmCs/s320/068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420423043442167618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her daddy and rough housing with him! She loves to be thrown around, spun around etc! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4Dy0vpnI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UFUwRNxVZ-g/s1600-h/roo+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4Dy0vpnI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UFUwRNxVZ-g/s320/roo+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425264350865010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to wear sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4DQZxDXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2hwz_GrRxpM/s1600-h/christmas+party+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4DQZxDXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2hwz_GrRxpM/s320/christmas+party+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425255110905202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really loves pajamas - I think she wears EVERY pair she has at least twice a day - she loves dressing up. She has TONS of pj's - she got 7 new pairs just for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4C--TuLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DWQ3BG07UR4/s1600-h/christmas+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4C--TuLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DWQ3BG07UR4/s320/christmas+099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425250432334002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really likes animals - here she is with my parents dog Wicket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4CoYA0gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bcNFxd3fHyU/s1600-h/christmas+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4CoYA0gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bcNFxd3fHyU/s320/christmas+093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425244366131714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla absolutely loves her little sister. She is always asking to hold her, she puts her binky in her mouth, if Rylee cries, Brikayla asks if she'll be ok and if I'm in the other room and Rylee starts crying, I hear Brikayla say "I'll go get mom for you"...its so cute to see how much love they have for each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4CLiCr8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/TvRUBJyDNFU/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4CLiCr8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/TvRUBJyDNFU/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425236623568834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to stick her feet under the loveseat when the heater comes on since there is a heater vent right under there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4vjZ9dYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UNzJE_zNjsk/s1600-h/spharchristmas+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4vjZ9dYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UNzJE_zNjsk/s320/spharchristmas+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420426016126236034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her daddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4vAK2UrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-k5_oPr1iOc/s1600-h/spharchristmas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4vAK2UrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/-k5_oPr1iOc/s320/spharchristmas+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420426006667612850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her mommy - this is her kissy face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4u0iGOHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gzdpZ8bRSPg/s1600-h/spharchristmas+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4u0iGOHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gzdpZ8bRSPg/s320/spharchristmas+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420426003543898226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves the four wheeler that she got for Christmas! She can't wait until we get to take it out camping with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4uX8xKrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g-QXO4E48es/s1600-h/roo+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4uX8xKrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g-QXO4E48es/s320/roo+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425995871136434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to fall asleep in random places, sometimes she's in such a deep sleep she won't even wake up when we bring her in from outside...she slept like this for two hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4t3YQPyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yh1OW2Rkp4U/s1600-h/roo+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szk4t3YQPyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yh1OW2Rkp4U/s320/roo+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420425987128049442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She LOVED Christmas this year and every day until Christmas she talked about how Santa was going to bring her presents on Christmas and she didn't want to be on the naughty list like Swiper (from Dora the Explorer)...it was definately fun to see her excitement this year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-2517717066445168922?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2517717066445168922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=2517717066445168922' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2517717066445168922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2517717066445168922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/brikayla-jae.html' title='Brikayla Jae'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkwSmha9mI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y-xwir-b0Ws/s72-c/bk+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3131758481225464302</id><published>2009-12-28T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:04:55.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rylee Jayde</title><content type='html'>Rylee is 3 months 1 week and 6 days old today. She's growing so fast I wanted to take some time to talk a bit about her at this current stage! She loves kids! She will sit and watch them play forever and she smiles at them a lot. She has started to like looking both to the right and left now that we've been doing her stretches and going to physical therapy. She likes to look at the tv, especially if cartoons are on. Her eyes turn red when she gets upset, even if she isn't crying. She lights up when daddy comes home from work and follows him with her eyes where ever he goes. She sure loves him! She doesn't like her car seat unless we're in the car - she is a very good traveler, but the minute we get in the house she wants out of her car seat. She tries to roll over, but still only makes it from her back up onto her side, doesn't quite make it to her tummy yet. She is a fabulous sleeper...sleeps between 9 and 11 hours before she wakes up most of the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szki37YOifI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3O7FvmV1MUA/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szki37YOifI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3O7FvmV1MUA/s320/085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401970744560114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She absolutely loves being on her changing table, it is her favorite place to be other than her families arms, she is so happy when she is on it and falls asleep there quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgxhmFnFI/AAAAAAAAANg/zk2UFhKbEoA/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgxhmFnFI/AAAAAAAAANg/zk2UFhKbEoA/s320/091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399661720902738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves holding onto anything she can get her hands on...including the bars on her changing table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgxOVK_WI/AAAAAAAAANY/aAwfrdaGz2M/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgxOVK_WI/AAAAAAAAANY/aAwfrdaGz2M/s320/093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399656549678434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to be naked!! Completely opposite of her sister when she was a baby! She loves it when she has no clothes on, and when you do put her clothes on, she giggles when we put onesies and shirts over her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szkgwi31q-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/dKfEKCyRecE/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szkgwi31q-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/dKfEKCyRecE/s320/096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399644883921890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a birthmark on the back of her head above her neck, kind of hard to see under her dark patch of hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgwRKUGCI/AAAAAAAAANI/hQ3wVnoTrcc/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgwRKUGCI/AAAAAAAAANI/hQ3wVnoTrcc/s320/097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399640129574946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also has a birthmark right above her bum. When we were at Primary Childrens when Rylee was 5 weeks old doing testing, we found out about it. Before they did her spinal tap the doctor pointed it out so we didn't think it was something that happened because of the ST :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgvyYa1oI/AAAAAAAAANA/9zJdLxOrys0/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkgvyYa1oI/AAAAAAAAANA/9zJdLxOrys0/s320/098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399631867238018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee holding Brikayla's hand, its so precious &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiXL6zATI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CgBICzpNkQk/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiXL6zATI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CgBICzpNkQk/s320/064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401408248840498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She adores her big sister. She lights up when she talks to her, and if she is in a mood where no one can get her to smile, Brikayla will start talking to her and she gets a big grin on her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiXWI9GhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8HD1nxceN5E/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiXWI9GhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8HD1nxceN5E/s320/066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401410992577042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a slobber machine...she is always drooling and soaking her clothes! We use so many more bibs for her than we did with Brikayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiWkzqRhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fU6yqTPK3PI/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiWkzqRhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fU6yqTPK3PI/s320/067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401397749925394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't mind wearing headbands...at least not yet! I hope it doesn't change! She really loves her hands she loves to eat them, stare at them and grab mom and Brikaylas hair with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiWPLf98I/AAAAAAAAANw/i6hAMK_lk8s/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiWPLf98I/AAAAAAAAANw/i6hAMK_lk8s/s320/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401391944333250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her room is decorated in brown and pink circles, it kind of became her signature...she has 7 blankets, 2 onesies, 2 pairs of pants, 1 shirt, 2 sets of pj's, 1 bow and a bib all with pink and brown polka dots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiVrjkK7I/AAAAAAAAANo/xO4U9PRTSSA/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkiVrjkK7I/AAAAAAAAANo/xO4U9PRTSSA/s320/081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420401382381595570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her binky! Brikayla never liked it so that's another one of their opposites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkofEZ-S7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ml7Q4sbiPwg/s1600-h/roo+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkofEZ-S7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ml7Q4sbiPwg/s320/roo+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420408140740840370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to sit in her Bumbo chair...its like her own little recliner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkoerGqe6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/etE_3vqkb60/s1600-h/Rylee+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkoerGqe6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/etE_3vqkb60/s320/Rylee+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420408133948963746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an extremely happy baby! She doesn't cry very often, usually just when she's hungry and when she's poopy, but not all the time even then. She LOVES to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkoeG8jLpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1fzDO9ydXVA/s1600-h/roo+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SzkoeG8jLpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1fzDO9ydXVA/s320/roo+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420408124242865810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has gorgeous blue eyes just like her daddy and big sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3131758481225464302?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3131758481225464302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3131758481225464302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3131758481225464302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3131758481225464302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/rylee-jayde.html' title='Rylee Jayde'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Szki37YOifI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3O7FvmV1MUA/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5407817259958085720</id><published>2009-12-14T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:59:15.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Change A Few Days Can Make!</title><content type='html'>Wow over the last few days Rylee has changed soo much! It's crazy, she is basically a pro at sitting up in her bumbo...but that has been for like two weeks now, she holds her head up perfectly and everything, both our girls have been pretty strong in that way :). ...but anyway over the last few days Rylee smiles and talks a ton more than she has, she became a drool machine! She is drooling like crazy, within just a couple minutes she soaks her shirt unless I keep a bib on her...she also became AMAZED by her hands! She will sit there and just stare at them forever. Its great! She goes crosseyed staring at her little fist since it's so close to her face..man I LOVE watching my girls grow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7ZbEX7oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/V0O7fkNFArw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7ZbEX7oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/V0O7fkNFArw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415151278652649090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at her hands! I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7Y4m8pKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PFmMZCXK4l4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7Y4m8pKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PFmMZCXK4l4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415151269402420386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7YGXtwWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XpwP8ID6Qq0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7YGXtwWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XpwP8ID6Qq0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415151255916757346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla just LOVES Christmas time this year! I am so excited for Christmas this year because of it! She tells everyone that Santa says "Ho Ho Ho" and it is so cute how she says it! Her favorite song is Santa Claus is Coming to Town. She knows a lot of the words. It is so cute! Brikayla is getting a kitchen set for Christmas from her Grandma and Grandpa Sphar, so Santa is bringing her a whole bunch of fake food, a new set of dishes, a fake microwave and pots and pans! I am so excited to see her face when she opens all her gifts...I have a feeling her favorite thing is going to be a big stuffed Woody doll though - she LOVES toy story! Well, incase I don't get another blog post up before Christmas, I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5407817259958085720?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5407817259958085720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5407817259958085720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5407817259958085720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5407817259958085720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-change-few-days-can-make.html' title='What A Change A Few Days Can Make!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SyZ7ZbEX7oI/AAAAAAAAAMw/V0O7fkNFArw/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5362162490251561966</id><published>2009-12-09T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:15:51.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day yesterday was...</title><content type='html'>The day started out pretty normal, feeding Rylee, getting breakfast for Brikayla, watching cartoons with Brikayla etc. Well, Brikayla and I were putting together a puzzle in the kitchen, and I needed to change Rylee, so I left Brikayla sitting there at the kitchen table, went into Rylee's room to change her diaper and I was only in there for about 2 or 3 minutes. Well when I walked out of Rylee's room and stepped into the hallway by the kitchen I stepped in something a little sticky. So I looked forward into the living room and there was Brikayla with an empty syrup bottle holding it upside down over the couch. (Which had been about half full). I went and put Rylee down and looked in the kitchen - she had pulled the kitchen chair over to the cupboard and got the syrup out of there. I sent Brikayla to her room and started cleaning it up, I actually wasn't even that mad...just amazed by how curious she is and how smart she is to be moving the chair over and looking through the cupboards. At first I scooped up what syrup I could and then scrubbed the couch, but when it dried it was a little crunchy so I just took off the cushion covers and threw them in the washer - now its as good as new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really had thought that was enough mess making for the day, but she had other plans. So Jay had gotten home, he was out snowblowing our foot of snow and I had started dinner. Rylee was sleeping and Brikayla was in her room watching Thumbelina, I thought all was well. So once dinner was done, I went to get Brikayla to come to the table. When I opened her door all I could smell was a horrible poop smell. So I look down at her big lion she has and he's now all brown, as well as her wall and her bed and her pull up was off but then she had put her pants back on...I just started bawling. I had already had a stressful day and this was just added on top. So i put Brikayla in the tub while I cleaned/disinfected her room. Then I finished bathing her and finally got to warm up and eat my dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad days like these don't happen every day but now I wish I would have taken pictures, because it would have been a funny thing to look back on! Well, when something like this happens again, I better remember the camera. I love my little girls so much and look forward to many more good days as well as days like these that only make me stronger and give me more patience :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5362162490251561966?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5362162490251561966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5362162490251561966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5362162490251561966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5362162490251561966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-day-yesterday-was.html' title='What a day yesterday was...'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6702842031580035460</id><published>2009-12-05T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:55:43.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLfvHCyRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FpK6Y4WjOT0/s1600-h/family+pics+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLfvHCyRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FpK6Y4WjOT0/s320/family+pics+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411932017065642258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLfJxX69I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YInWbgqhYGs/s1600-h/family+pics+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLfJxX69I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YInWbgqhYGs/s320/family+pics+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411932007042640850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLek6-wzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SrLrMuhavnk/s1600-h/family+pics+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLek6-wzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SrLrMuhavnk/s320/family+pics+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411931997150823218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got our family pictures done today. We were planning to do it today because it wasn't supposed to snow, at least the last time I had looked at the weather but of course, it snowed. We decided to still go to Gardner Village anyway though. We just bundled the girls up in blankets then we would throw the blankets to my sister whenever my dad was ready to take the pictures. :) We only got a few, but they'll work! We'll do some more probably in the summer. By then Rylee will have changed a ton anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Jay and I went to his work Christmas party. It was pretty fun and the dinner was really good. They have been doing a food drive at his work and when they participate they got fake money which they got to use to bid on prizes. Jay got what he wanted which was a back massager/warmer that sits on a chair. lol. It's pretty nice. It was really nice to have a few hours out together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6702842031580035460?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6702842031580035460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6702842031580035460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6702842031580035460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6702842031580035460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxsLfvHCyRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FpK6Y4WjOT0/s72-c/family+pics+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1979337844632235182</id><published>2009-11-30T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:18:49.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been WAY too long!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCCjaoyII/AAAAAAAAAMA/jMXmFCvGC2s/s1600/smiles+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCCjaoyII/AAAAAAAAAMA/jMXmFCvGC2s/s320/smiles+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162401501300866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylee Jayde 11/6/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCCIhRgpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0JdhaQ_Fmt8/s1600/jacket+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCCIhRgpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0JdhaQ_Fmt8/s320/jacket+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162394281378450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCBjLESyI/AAAAAAAAALw/OHFuomKH8_E/s1600/love+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCBjLESyI/AAAAAAAAALw/OHFuomKH8_E/s320/love+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162384256125730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla and Rylee 11/29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCBB5Ah6I/AAAAAAAAALo/xqAH-wPcdoc/s1600/love+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCBB5Ah6I/AAAAAAAAALo/xqAH-wPcdoc/s320/love+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162375322011554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and his girls 11/18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCAo3RbDI/AAAAAAAAALg/geQPpYLYMHc/s1600/love+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCAo3RbDI/AAAAAAAAALg/geQPpYLYMHc/s320/love+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410162368603843634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla Jae 11/23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I have not even done a post yet since Rylee has been born! It gets pretty crazy with two little ones, especially when my two year old is like having three two year olds haha. You turn your back for five seconds and she's into something else, but she is getting so big it is amazing!! She is so smart and sweet. She has a really great imagination and picks up so many things from movies she watches. Her favorite movie right now is Tinker Bell, she has also had a lot of fun lately watching the classic Christmas movies like Frosty the Snowman and Santa Claus is Coming to town. She LOVES her little sister and is such a big helper. Whenever Rylee starts crying Brikayla always puts her binky in her mouth, or if I'm in the other room Brikayla will say to Rylee "I'll go get mom for you" then comes running to me saying "Rylee needs you mom, she's crying". It's so cute to see how much she loves her and I can already tell Rylee loves her just as much, she is always watching Brikayla, and loves when Brikayla talks to her :) Rylee is already 11 weeks old as of 12/1! I can't believe it! She's so big already. She is smiling all the time and she will carry on a "conversation" forever! She loves to talk! Her new favorite thing is sitting in the Snugli carrier my aunt Cara gave me. It is so nice and convenient to be able to do house work and carry her around at the same time and she just loves being able to look at everything I'm doing. I have a ton of pictures to post, so I'll post some now and more when I get a chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1979337844632235182?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1979337844632235182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1979337844632235182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1979337844632235182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1979337844632235182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-way-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been WAY too long!!!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SxTCCjaoyII/AAAAAAAAAMA/jMXmFCvGC2s/s72-c/smiles+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-304577199610521457</id><published>2009-06-09T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:55:01.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rylees Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7miWsam0I/AAAAAAAAALY/fxt-R7uxHAI/s1600-h/summer09+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7miWsam0I/AAAAAAAAALY/fxt-R7uxHAI/s320/summer09+139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463285617171266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7miFaoEMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Prs_BI_5cLI/s1600-h/summer09+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7miFaoEMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Prs_BI_5cLI/s320/summer09+135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463280979153090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7mhwfhQVI/AAAAAAAAALI/Uq5JXAQLKDQ/s1600-h/summer09+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7mhwfhQVI/AAAAAAAAALI/Uq5JXAQLKDQ/s320/summer09+126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345463275362533714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not quite finished with Rylees room yet, but we're definately making progress and the end is in sight! Jay has to finish cutting out frame for the window and doors which we'll have to prime and paint. Once we get those up, we just have to finish with the last details like caulking and touch ups! Its so cool to be able to have a vision in your mind and then see it come to life! It definately looks better in person, the pictures don't do it justice, but I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-304577199610521457?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/304577199610521457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=304577199610521457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/304577199610521457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/304577199610521457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/06/rylees-room.html' title='Rylees Room'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7miWsam0I/AAAAAAAAALY/fxt-R7uxHAI/s72-c/summer09+139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6917043599747462213</id><published>2009-06-09T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:42:16.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Puppy???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7kqqS4v9I/AAAAAAAAALA/JvQve0-1Hpo/s1600-h/summer09+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7kqqS4v9I/AAAAAAAAALA/JvQve0-1Hpo/s320/summer09+119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345461229294501842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you would probably think we got a new puppy with the looks of Brikayla's flip flops right? Well, so not the case. We were on our way to pick up my sister to head out to my cousins bridal shower and I look back and theres Brikayla with her flip flop in her mouth that looked like swiss cheese now. Luckily, I had an extra pair in her diaper bag! But what a little nerd. I don't know how she could possibly want to chew on a flip flop, at least she didn't actually eat it, she just spit out the pieces....but still!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6917043599747462213?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6917043599747462213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6917043599747462213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6917043599747462213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6917043599747462213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-puppy.html' title='New Puppy???'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Si7kqqS4v9I/AAAAAAAAALA/JvQve0-1Hpo/s72-c/summer09+119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4707713516030965820</id><published>2009-04-30T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:32:34.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL!</title><content type='html'>Well, my ultrasound was yesterday and we're for sure having a girl!! We are really excited about it! My mom came to the ultrasound as well as Jay and Brikayla. At my doctors office, they have their computer screen you can look on as well as a flatpanel tv screen up on the wall so I could actually see. :) Well, when the tech first started the ultrasound and baby came up on the screen Brikayla says "Oh my gosh! Its a monster!" It was so funny! We were all laughing so hard!! We explained to her though that it was the baby thats in moms belly, and then she kind of understood. Then the tech was taking pictures of babys heart, Jay was like "there's the heart" and Brikayla says "It's beating!" She is just too smart - I don't know how she knew that a heart beats. Its just funny to hear all the things she says like that - especially for barely being two. Anyway, our little girls name is going to be Rylee Jayde Sphar. All of us are really excited for her and are getting started with her room. Its going to be a big task, but the end result should be awesome just like Brikaylas room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4707713516030965820?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4707713516030965820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4707713516030965820' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4707713516030965820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4707713516030965820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/04/girl.html' title='GIRL!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-7868290419224565904</id><published>2009-04-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:43:04.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 WEEKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SfZ7J4cmRAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8R7qw8ZsocU/s1600-h/19+weeks+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SfZ7J4cmRAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8R7qw8ZsocU/s320/19+weeks+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329582618740933634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am 19 weeks today! Almost half way there, everyone at work says I got huge within the last week. I feel like I'm getting pretty big already, especially since I'm not even half way done yet!! My official ultrasound is on Wednesday, so hopefully baby will cooperate so we can find out if she is really a she :) I'll keep everyone posted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-7868290419224565904?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/7868290419224565904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=7868290419224565904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/7868290419224565904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/7868290419224565904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/04/19-weeks.html' title='19 WEEKS!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SfZ7J4cmRAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8R7qw8ZsocU/s72-c/19+weeks+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-162002040501394489</id><published>2009-04-22T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:43:58.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought it was definately about time that I blog. I have been so busy/sick lately I haven't been very dilligent. Well, Easter weekend was definately fun for us! Friday night we headed out to the Knolls for some camping with Josh and Erica and two of their boys Logan and Lukus as well as Pam and her son Kaden. Brikayla had an absolute blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_B4i2rcSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SBQ1mNTI9sM/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_B4i2rcSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SBQ1mNTI9sM/s320/easter.camping.april09+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327690061375566114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla on the drive out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam and Kaden rode with us out there, to save on gas and stuff. Kaden and Brikayla teased each other the whole way out there just about. When we got there, we got the trailer all set up and the kids got right down to playing. Josh and Erica brought their boys four wheeler and we brought Brikaylas jeep, the kids all had fun taking turns with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_C68BPABI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iPCeeK0RLqM/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_C68BPABI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iPCeeK0RLqM/s320/easter.camping.april09+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327691202002092050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla and Logan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_C7KXAPrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/keeE28ArGnQ/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_C7KXAPrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/keeE28ArGnQ/s320/easter.camping.april09+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327691205851496114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla loved it!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_DfjX48rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qGtGL8OomCw/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_DfjX48rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qGtGL8OomCw/s320/easter.camping.april09+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327691831041389234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lukus and Kaden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got all set up we had a fire and had smores and all that fun stuff! Saturday morning we all got up and had breakfast burritios. Then we all headed out to some of the big dunes with the super soft sand so the kids could play. They all had soo much fun! After that we headed back to camp so the kids could dye easter eggs! It got pretty messy but they had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Ej0K2ChI/AAAAAAAAAJg/OpKMs8Un-Ck/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Ej0K2ChI/AAAAAAAAAJg/OpKMs8Un-Ck/s320/easter.camping.april09+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327693003781179922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jay Josh Brikayla and Kaden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_EjhwoxuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UjYXjQr0PtI/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_EjhwoxuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UjYXjQr0PtI/s320/easter.camping.april09+064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327692998839420642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making a big sand mountain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Eje9aqsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ekoei_zN51w/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Eje9aqsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ekoei_zN51w/s320/easter.camping.april09+060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327692998087715522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla and Lukus - love this one!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_FY_j1tXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/x0paDNA5tyI/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_FY_j1tXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/x0paDNA5tyI/s320/easter.camping.april09+067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327693917371872626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pam Erica Lukus and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_F3KFikxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ef9s3Ca-rks/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_F3KFikxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ef9s3Ca-rks/s320/easter.camping.april09+075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327694435593655058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_F27R8PeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/m-AmL94Rxl0/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_F27R8PeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/m-AmL94Rxl0/s320/easter.camping.april09+074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327694431619136994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it ended up getting really windy so we headed home Saturday night. Pam and Kaden stayed over at our house that night then Sunday morning we went to Josh and Erica's for breakfast and then had an easter egg hunt with the kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_GmoWhLDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EBQREIMUyVg/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_GmoWhLDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EBQREIMUyVg/s320/easter.camping.april09+092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695251171781682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_GmfT5xEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IDb4bz6_KCc/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_GmfT5xEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IDb4bz6_KCc/s320/easter.camping.april09+091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695248744891458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_G-paX0dI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Nh9BJ2-rR9Y/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_G-paX0dI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Nh9BJ2-rR9Y/s320/easter.camping.april09+094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695663773241810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_G-MvZXRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5SbzAovts8A/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_G-MvZXRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/5SbzAovts8A/s320/easter.camping.april09+093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327695656076795154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon we had dinner at my parents house which was fun and Brikayla got to have another easter egg hunt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_HmniLL4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ddZ4xVec-zE/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_HmniLL4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ddZ4xVec-zE/s320/easter.camping.april09+101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327696350463864706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Hmdb3JLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PoJSsEzXJ58/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_Hmdb3JLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PoJSsEzXJ58/s320/easter.camping.april09+102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327696347753030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_HmL4KqrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xZHrMPKZytQ/s1600-h/easter.camping.april09+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_HmL4KqrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xZHrMPKZytQ/s320/easter.camping.april09+103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327696343039912626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing with Chalk at Grandma and Grandpas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-162002040501394489?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/162002040501394489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=162002040501394489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/162002040501394489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/162002040501394489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-about-time.html' title='Its about time'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/Se_B4i2rcSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SBQ1mNTI9sM/s72-c/easter.camping.april09+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-3036423215174084711</id><published>2009-04-06T18:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:58:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, they weren't 100 percent positive, but pretty sure that we're having a girl! So excited! I have another ultrasound in a few weeks, so we'll verify then, but for now, I'm saying we're having a girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-3036423215174084711?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/3036423215174084711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=3036423215174084711' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3036423215174084711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/3036423215174084711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a girl!!!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1851957600821613344</id><published>2009-04-06T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:57:32.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1851957600821613344?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1851957600821613344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1851957600821613344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1851957600821613344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1851957600821613344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-2319824766054596299</id><published>2009-03-31T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:31:27.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Day</title><content type='html'>Well, it started actually on Sunday. Jay and I took a shower, and all of a sudden I told him I think I need to get out because I feel light headed, I grabbed his arm and the next thing I remember was waking up to Jay asking me questions trying to wake me up. Right when I came to, I threw up and the rest of the day was so nauseas. Well, Monday I went to work still feeling pretty nauseas. Around 11:00 I went into the bathroom because I was feeling like I was going to throw up. I was kneeling on the gross bathroom floor, next thing I know I wake up laying on the floor with my head against the wall and a big headache. Luckily, someone came in to use the restroom and I asked for help. She ran and grabbed a supervisor and assistant manager. They came in and asked if they could call 911 or my husband or something. They called Jay and he rushed over. Since I hit my head, they called 911 as well. It was a very surreal experience. There were about 6 paramedics all doing different tests and things. They took me to the hospital in the ambulence, which was really scary. At the hospital, there were lots of tests, blood work and an ultrasound. We were there for about 4 hours or more. The doctor said my passing out most likely had something to do with my vegas nerve, which connects your stomach, brain and heart. The ultrasound was good. Baby is ok, heart beating and moving around so much. I have a urinary tract infection, they did an EKG and found out I have a minor abnormality, so I am supposed to get another EKG after I deliver the baby, because sometimes pregnancy can cause an abnormality. Anyway, overall it was just a scary day. I'm doing good for the most part. I'm just glad it wasn't worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-2319824766054596299?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2319824766054596299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=2319824766054596299' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2319824766054596299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2319824766054596299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/03/scary-day.html' title='Scary Day'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6825842381563302872</id><published>2009-03-25T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:50:33.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 weeks</title><content type='html'>Well, as of Monday I am 14 weeks, we had a scare today with me spotting and what not, so my doctor had me go in and we did an ultrasound and luckily everything turned out great! So that was definately a relief, she just wants me to take it easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqIRD3JXUI/AAAAAAAAAII/i4lS3dmQFZs/s1600-h/20090325113102046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqIRD3JXUI/AAAAAAAAAII/i4lS3dmQFZs/s320/20090325113102046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317212136740052290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's getting ready to suck its thumb :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqIRa_sbmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wMKuM5aAUTA/s1600-h/20090325113145234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqIRa_sbmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wMKuM5aAUTA/s320/20090325113145234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317212142949920354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's cute little feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers wedding was very beautiful. Him and Ashlee are so happy together! They went to Cancun on their honeymoon and when they got back we went and watched them open their gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqNJIGuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q48PIGT_GRg/s1600-h/early+spring+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqNJIGuI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q48PIGT_GRg/s320/early+spring+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317213668239743714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out of the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqUsosmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AcDuQ368NWs/s1600-h/early+spring+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqUsosmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AcDuQ368NWs/s320/early+spring+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317213670267728482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls: me, my sister Chelsie, Alisa, Kaitlin, Randi, Danielle, Chantell and Ashlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqvNC7TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rf4kWk-NDx4/s1600-h/early+spring+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqJqvNC7TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rf4kWk-NDx4/s320/early+spring+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317213677382987058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys:  Top row: little Isaac, Marcus, Nate, Brendan, Bryant. Bottom row: my brother Cristian, my brother Braden, My hubby Jay, Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney on Ice was also a lot of fun. Brikayla loved it! She loved seeing Ariel, but especially tinkerbell! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all continue to have a great week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6825842381563302872?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6825842381563302872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6825842381563302872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6825842381563302872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6825842381563302872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/03/14-weeks.html' title='14 weeks'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ScqIRD3JXUI/AAAAAAAAAII/i4lS3dmQFZs/s72-c/20090325113102046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6929769510486135915</id><published>2009-03-14T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:29:09.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 13 Weeks!</title><content type='html'>So everything went great at my doctor appointment! I got to hear the heartbeat which was such relief! I really like my new doctor too. She is awesome! My due date is September 21. I'll be 13 weeks on Monday. My doctor said they would do the ultrasound at 18 weeks, but I know a girl who does ultrasounds and she said I could go into her in 3 weeks and she would tell me what I'm having! So hopefully we'll know in three weeks, if baby decides to cooperate. Brikayla is getting so big. She acts way older than her age. She tries to get other kids to do things with her. Like with Clayson, the other day she was like "Clayson, count with me" then she started counting and he would repeat each number she said. It's pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my brother is getting married! I'm really excited for that. We're heading to the temple in about an hour and a half for that and then of course the reception and everything afterward. I'll try to remember to take pictures and get them posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Disney on Ice this weekend too! I'm excited for that. I know Brikayla is going to love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6929769510486135915?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6929769510486135915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6929769510486135915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6929769510486135915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6929769510486135915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-everything-went-great-at-my-doctor.html' title='Almost 13 Weeks!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-4157755357651529133</id><published>2009-03-04T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:56:49.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.5 Weeks</title><content type='html'>So, I am 11 and a half weeks along now. :) I finally told my bosses yesterday that I'm pregnant. I had put if off for a little while, I was really nervous to tell them, especially after only working there for a month. Good news though, they were really great about it, just mostly really excited for me. Rebecca said she will work with my schedule when I have doctor appointments and things, so that is really nice to know! I've been feeling okay the last couple days, but for the week before, I think I had the flu, which wasn't any fun. I feel a lot better now though.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to find out if we're having a boy or girl. I want to figure out how we're going to be painting this baby's room, because Brikaylas turned out soo cute! I'm thinking Brown and Light greens, which could go for a boy or girl and we could accent with either pink or blue, depending. But really, I'm not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-4157755357651529133?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/4157755357651529133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=4157755357651529133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4157755357651529133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/4157755357651529133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/03/115-weeks.html' title='11.5 Weeks'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6356070356246999817</id><published>2009-02-26T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:53:26.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby number 2</title><content type='html'>So, I know most the time you get big quicker with your second baby, but I seriously feel giant already. I'm only ten and a half weeks but I feel like I look like I'm 20 weeks. I haven't been very sick which is good. I'm just really tired all the time. Also, certain smells will make me feel sick. I have my first doctor appointment on March 12, so hopefully all goes well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SadjHzrjHlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EQ7e1n-jUwg/s1600-h/baby+number+2+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SadjHzrjHlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EQ7e1n-jUwg/s320/baby+number+2+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307319671662517842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6356070356246999817?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6356070356246999817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6356070356246999817' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6356070356246999817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6356070356246999817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-number-2.html' title='Baby number 2'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SadjHzrjHlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EQ7e1n-jUwg/s72-c/baby+number+2+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1522326016765684475</id><published>2009-02-21T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:05:02.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad its the weekend :)</title><content type='html'>I'm definately glad its the weekend. This week seemed really long, even though I had Monday off. Anyway, new funny things of course going on with Brikayla this week. The other day, I don't remember why, but for some reason i said "uno" and out of nowhere Brikayla was like "uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco" and I was blown away! Then later on she was counting to ocho. I guess she learned it from Dora. But its crazy. How many barely two year olds count to 13 in english and 8 in spanish? She's too smart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Jay and I got to go to the UCE fights at the Energy Solutions Arena. It was a lot of fun, the two guys we went to see, Camrann Pacheco and Steve Sharp, both won. It was a long night! 14 fights, which lasted from 7-12:30. It was a lot of fun. I got to hang out with my friend Lindsay also, because her husband is one of Camranns corner guys. So Lindsay sat with us. I love going to the fights they are so much fun! My sister watched Brikayla at our house while we were gone, Then just slept over. Well, some time during the night Brikayla got out of bed and went to go sleep on the chair next to the couch my sister was sleeping on. Thats where I found her this morning. It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVj8J0bwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LlupmuHoFUc/s1600-h/Brikaylas+birthday+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVj8J0bwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LlupmuHoFUc/s320/Brikaylas+birthday+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305404805717716738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVjpmE9yI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YS3V9Ip47-c/s1600-h/Brikaylas+birthday+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVjpmE9yI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YS3V9Ip47-c/s320/Brikaylas+birthday+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305404800735967010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was bored and decided to straighten Brikaylas hair, I can't believe how long her hair is! We usually don't see it straight because she has so much natural curl, but it looks so cute! I can't believe how big she is gettng!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVkEa1TwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yX2sFkZcrns/s1600-h/Brikaylas+birthday+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVkEa1TwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yX2sFkZcrns/s320/Brikaylas+birthday+054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305404807936560898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1522326016765684475?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1522326016765684475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1522326016765684475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1522326016765684475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1522326016765684475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/02/glad-its-weekend.html' title='Glad its the weekend :)'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SaCVj8J0bwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LlupmuHoFUc/s72-c/Brikaylas+birthday+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1807940893855799981</id><published>2009-02-16T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:21:50.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been way too long!</title><content type='html'>Well, since my last post, a lot has changed. I found a job, which I started on Feb. 2 - Brikaylas birthday. Its at Taylor Bean &amp; Whitaker, which is a mortgage company. I will be doing customer service. :) So it feels great to be working again. The Wednesday before I started my job, Brikayla woke us up bawling at 2:30 am, so I ran into her room and she was gagging, I rushed her into the bathroom and she was throwing up. She had a fever of 102. I was soo worried! I gave her some tylenol, which she threw up, also gave her some juice which she threw up. It was so horrible to see her going through that. But, we were able to get her temp down to 99. Her and I watched Finding Nemo until 4:30 am, then I went and put her in her bed, and slept on her floor with her. She woke up at 6:30 though, throwing up again, with a big fever. Luckily, my mom had that day off, because it was the day i had my interview at TBW. So my mom came over while I went to do that, and while I was gone Brikayla actually ate a couple bites of yogurt, but when i got home, throw up again. Fever was back. I called her doctor and my mom and I took her in. Everything looked normal as far as her ears, lungs, throat was a little red. So he said they would do a strep test just to rule it out, turns out it came back positive. So he prescribed her amoxicillan. We went and picked it up and gave it to her. She went to bed about an hour later. So then she wakes up crying and saying owie, grabbing her foot, so I take off her pj's and she's covered in hives! She was allergic  to the amoxicillan just like her dad :( so we had to get some benadryl to make them go away, then in the morning i called to get her prescription changed. Well, that was such a sad day!! I'm glad she was already doing better the next day. She's a trooper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my job is going well. Still in training, but learning a lot! Pregnancy is going well, i havent been sick in the morning, but i get nauseas at night sometimes, which isnt fun, but it only lasts for like an hour, and i havent thrown up or anything. so thats good! I still havent had my first doctor appointment yet, now that we got our new insurance i'll be making an appointment asap! So of course i'll keep everyone posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day was fun. Jays cousin Branden invited us to go with him and his wife to dinner. So we decided on Hard Rock Cafe. We got downtown and guess what? Its not there anymore! They closed down. We were so upset. That place was soo good! So, went to Iggys which was good, then we just went and bought some goodies, came to our house and watched movies. It was really fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1807940893855799981?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1807940893855799981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1807940893855799981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1807940893855799981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1807940893855799981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-way-too-long.html' title='Its been way too long!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5186672254281569409</id><published>2009-01-26T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:41:05.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a long time</title><content type='html'>So its been a really really long time.....its been a soo happy but soo sad few weeks for us. For the happiness, we found out on Jan 13 that i'm pregnant! :) So we are very excited about that. Looking forward to another little one. We haven't really told many people...until now :) I'm only about 5 weeks along though, so I'll probably be due in September. &lt;br /&gt;The sad news, on the 19th, I lost my job which was so devastating and probably couldn't have come at a worse time, all I have to say is that I am so thankful for family and friends! The day I found out, my parents came over with soooo many groceries for us I just broke down crying. Jays parents filled our vehicles with gas and also bought us a ton more things we needed - the essentials. They have been so supportive lately and have been trying to help us any way they can, and I am so thankful for them. All of my friends have been really supportive in trying to let me know whenever they find out about any openings and everything. I still haven't had any success in finding a job yet - but its so hard, especially at this economic time. I just keep praying and hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Brikayla's birthday is a week from today. She'll be two! Already...wow time flies. She is so smart for her age too. I actually had a friend thinking she was turning three because of how much she's talking. She says so many things, and she is becoming little miss attitude also. She's gonna be two going on five or six. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last Friday, Brikayla got ahold of her wipes, and was ripping them to pieces, and next thing I know she was like "get it out mom" and i couldn't see anything, but then I noticed a little glimpse of white up her left nostril. She had shoved a piece of it so far up there I could barely see it. She was 'trying to get a boogie' but I freaked out, Jay grabbed the tweezers and was able to pull it out... I thought we were going to be making a trip to the ER. But luckily, we didn't have to and looking back on it now, it was pretty funny. Well, I guess thats it for now. Best Wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I57ioPsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3RV1TRPESlU/s1600-h/gage+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I57ioPsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3RV1TRPESlU/s320/gage+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295750371906961090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla and I - and her goofy face lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I50fPLKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pLkL675J-Hs/s1600-h/gage+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I50fPLKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pLkL675J-Hs/s320/gage+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295750370013686946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my two babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I5gLJV-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tP1q2ZBsDcY/s1600-h/gage+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I5gLJV-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tP1q2ZBsDcY/s320/gage+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295750364560709602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My cute little princess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I5dhfCKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/aPgZTMFOlco/s1600-h/gage+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I5dhfCKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/aPgZTMFOlco/s320/gage+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295750363849099426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my little angel, Brikayla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5186672254281569409?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5186672254281569409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5186672254281569409' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5186672254281569409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5186672254281569409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-long-time.html' title='its been a long time'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SX5I57ioPsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3RV1TRPESlU/s72-c/gage+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-8760571384593402058</id><published>2009-01-12T15:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:52:14.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>So the last few weeks have been a little crazy, so i haven't had time to update. New Years eve we hung out with friends over at Eli and Kristens house, which was a lot of fun! We had a blast playing wii and Brikayla had fun staying up until midnight. On the first of January, We went bowling with Blake and Amanda and then they came over to our house and we played bowling on the wii until 4:30 in the morning. It was really fun. I hadn't stayed up that late for such a long time! over the weekend we played in the snow with Brikayla. Which she absolutely loved! She would have stayed out there all day if we would have let her! We also hung out with friends Braydi and Brandt over the weekend - we played win lose or draw, which is a way fun drawing game on the tv! Monday the 5th Amanda finally had Gage! He is soo stinkin cute! Blake and Amanda were so excited for him to be here! We went and saw them in the hospital that night. Tuesday the 6th, we had Jays parents over for dinner which was great! On Friday we went and hung out with friends at Blakes house and then they ended up coming over to our house and hanging out. Saturday was Lateisha's birthday dinner. It was a lot of fun, we brought Brikayla with us and everyone had fun playing with her. Sunday was dinner at my parents, it was delicious lasagna and for dessert, we had brownies and ice cream, Brikayla got ahold of the chocolate syrup and squeezed a whole bunch into her bowl and then she was covered in chocolate syrup! it was soo funny, and while she was doing it she was saying "i'm so happy" it was really funny- i hadnt ever heard her say that, so it was even more funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-8760571384593402058?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/8760571384593402058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=8760571384593402058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8760571384593402058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/8760571384593402058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5126618677172756042</id><published>2008-12-31T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:43:15.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh jeeze...</title><content type='html'>So, my arm is still really bruised and everything, but it was starting to feel better, but today I got a call from the doctor I saw on Monday after the fall, who said that they had sent my x-rays to radiology and they think I might have a hairline fracture...so Friday I have to go back in for more x-rays. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was Ashlees birthday yesterday, so we went over to her house for cake and ice cream which was fun :) Brikayla and Isaac got to play with each other, and had fun chasing the dogs around! Ashlee got a microwave from my parents...more a gift for her and my brother when they're married..which is now less than three months away! It's gonna fly by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5126618677172756042?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5126618677172756042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5126618677172756042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5126618677172756042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5126618677172756042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-jeeze.html' title='oh jeeze...'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6035190446058714079</id><published>2008-12-30T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:08:29.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December is coming to an end...</title><content type='html'>So Friday the 26th, Amanda and Blake came over and we watched 88 minutes, which is a really good movie! On Saturday, we went over to Colton and Tiffanys house to watch the UFC fights, unfortunately pretty much everyone i wanted to win, lost :( ...its ok i still love you Forrest Griffin! lol. Sunday was my brothers Homecoming, which was really great! I was glad to see how much support my brother had! Sunday night my family came over and watched a movie at our house, which was really fun! My week started out not so great though, yesterday (Monday) when i was getting out of my truck at work, I slipped on ice and hurt my arm and back pretty good. I went to the Doctor, and they x-rayed my arm, no breaks, just really bruised and I had to get a tetanus shot. My arm is dying from that as well :( - then, today I found out that my Grandma passed away. we knew it was coming, I am just so sad. I am going to miss her soo much! She always had a smile on her face and brought joy to everyone. On the bright side though, I'm just glad that she isn't suffering anymore, and now she gets to be with my grandpa. She will just really be missed by everyone that knew her. I love you grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6035190446058714079?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6035190446058714079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6035190446058714079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6035190446058714079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6035190446058714079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-is-coming-to-end.html' title='December is coming to an end...'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-5543917278400351297</id><published>2008-12-30T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:00:18.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>So last Tuesday, the 23rd, we had Christmas with Jays parents. It was a lot of fun. They gave us money to go toward our tv, and also gave us a bunch of movies and stuff. They got Brikayla a princess shoe collection, and a big lion, and a bunch of other little things. Brikayla loves the lion and the shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR_1uMZQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y2S92Ujow0s/s1600-h/spharchristmas+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR_1uMZQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y2S92Ujow0s/s320/spharchristmas+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285697638611313922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla with her shoe collection!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR_m0mfDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2he8fOsGSQs/s1600-h/spharchristmas+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR_m0mfDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2he8fOsGSQs/s320/spharchristmas+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285697634611657778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lion! She's naked because her jamies and socks kept making her slip out of her shoes, so she decided to just take them off. lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR-wzDQsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-dEisbua8uA/s1600-h/spharchristmas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR-wzDQsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-dEisbua8uA/s320/spharchristmas+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285697620109640386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla loves curious george!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR-ZToPpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bxN_I0J4Q2w/s1600-h/spharchristmas+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR-ZToPpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bxN_I0J4Q2w/s320/spharchristmas+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285697613803830930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom and Dad Sphar opening their calendar we made them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR9UuFuyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VoXxHaFZWgE/s1600-h/spharchristmas+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR9UuFuyI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VoXxHaFZWgE/s320/spharchristmas+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285697595392768802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She loves her lion!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrismas Eve its a tradition to go to my parents house and we open our pj's and watch a christmas movie. This year we watched Fred Claus, which was really good! We all had a lot of fun opening gifts and we were all happy to have my brother home this Christmas! Brikayla got a curious george doll, some clothes and a cool vacuum set from my parents! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVOtvEpSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Qx3HVc7Kb9k/s1600-h/Christmas2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVOtvEpSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Qx3HVc7Kb9k/s320/Christmas2008+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701192700437794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla on Christmas Eve at my parents - the bean bag gave her staticy hair!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVPTr6dFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8vnMfm_wEzA/s1600-h/Christmas2008+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVPTr6dFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8vnMfm_wEzA/s320/Christmas2008+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701202887734354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristian opening his pj's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVP9l6byI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3SBFV7lCBdE/s1600-h/Christmas2008+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVP9l6byI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3SBFV7lCBdE/s320/Christmas2008+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701214136856354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden and Ashlee opening their pj's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVQXoGN-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2-UHxiALF4w/s1600-h/Christmas2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVQXoGN-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2-UHxiALF4w/s320/Christmas2008+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701221125339106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla, my dad and my mom with new pjs on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVQ6yj6MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVXFFQ9MdNI/s1600-h/Christmas2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqVQ6yj6MI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sVXFFQ9MdNI/s320/Christmas2008+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285701230564468930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden and Ash with their new pj's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYFtIay2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Hu8HAla150/s1600-h/Christmas2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYFtIay2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Hu8HAla150/s320/Christmas2008+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285704336454372194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chelsie and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYFxznypI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bZHFthIvHl4/s1600-h/Christmas2008+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYFxznypI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bZHFthIvHl4/s320/Christmas2008+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285704337709320850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jay listening to Brikaylas Dora headphones! lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYGbgposI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Lw5UgeT4sw/s1600-h/Christmas2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYGbgposI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Lw5UgeT4sw/s320/Christmas2008+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285704348904039106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla and her George Monkey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, we opened our stockings first and then gifts from Santa - Jay and I got a big screen tv plus about 40 dvds, i also got a new cricut cartridge. Brikayla got a bike, a bunch of blocks, a lot of clothes and a dora backpack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYGzFDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gE8S03gNqNw/s1600-h/Christmas2008+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYGzFDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gE8S03gNqNw/s320/Christmas2008+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285704355230721906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYHFREtyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eUN82cSvZr0/s1600-h/Christmas2008+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqYHFREtyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eUN82cSvZr0/s320/Christmas2008+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285704360112994082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jay and Brikayla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-5543917278400351297?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/5543917278400351297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=5543917278400351297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5543917278400351297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/5543917278400351297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVqR_1uMZQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y2S92Ujow0s/s72-c/spharchristmas+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-778481208630216372</id><published>2008-12-23T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:19:08.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms side Christmas party</title><content type='html'>Sunday night we had a Christmas party with my moms side of the family. They are always soo crazy with all the 24 grandkids and one great grand kid (brikayla) but they are soo much fun!! Its my favorite thing to get to see all my cousins and everything!Brikayla got a set of twin baby dolls, which she absolutely loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday also turned up with some unhappy news though, my great grandma is in the hospital, she is a breast cancer survivor, but now has bone marrow cancer, she went in for kemo on Wednesday, and it made her really sick. (Her birthday is actually today - she's 90) they didnt think she was going to make it through the night Saturday, but she did and seems to be doing a little bit better. So, the news did get a little better, but i guess its just bitter sweet, i dont want to lose her, but she really wants to be with my great grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG22-jKSzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ucfx_3_cGK0/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283204893501967154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG22-jKSzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ucfx_3_cGK0/s320/familychristmasparty08+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla opening her twins!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG22UYinqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oLkQurbiKCU/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283204882183134882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG22UYinqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oLkQurbiKCU/s320/familychristmasparty08+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bunch of my cousins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG23EUVqqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tif_-Kcc5V8/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283204895050410658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG23EUVqqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tif_-Kcc5V8/s320/familychristmasparty08+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cousin Emilee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG3CtjzdTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lbKmlojrCDE/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283205095099692338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG3CtjzdTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lbKmlojrCDE/s320/familychristmasparty08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cousin Colton, Adam, brother Cristian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AyeIXjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/k5KFdVewYXU/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283202863035080242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AyeIXjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/k5KFdVewYXU/s320/familychristmasparty08+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cousins - Sean, Hannah and Hunter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AXPbw2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Aaqc_bdek2Q/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283202855725679458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AXPbw2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Aaqc_bdek2Q/s320/familychristmasparty08+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My cousin Ambree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AG6g0BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/V_0-bNS5EnM/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283202851342962706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG1AG6g0BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/V_0-bNS5EnM/s320/familychristmasparty08+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee and Braden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG0_TLqcsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PPFjml_akEA/s1600-h/familychristmasparty08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283202837456253634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG0_TLqcsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PPFjml_akEA/s320/familychristmasparty08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sister Chelsie and my cousin Heather&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/3217194317160036820-778481208630216372?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/778481208630216372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=778481208630216372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/778481208630216372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/778481208630216372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/moms-side-christmas-party.html' title='Moms side Christmas party'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SVG22-jKSzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Ucfx_3_cGK0/s72-c/familychristmasparty08+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6682478814769845724</id><published>2008-12-21T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:55:55.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret is finally out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So my brother is finally home from his mission!!! We have been telling everyone he was coming home on the 24 of December because that was the original plan, but then it got moved to the 20th, and he decided he wanted to surprise his girlfriend, Ashlee! So he got home Saturday morning about 11:40 is when his plane arrived, it was so exciting to see him. He had never met Brikayla before because she was born two months after he had left. She knew who Braden was because we had been showing her pictures of him and its so cute how she says his name too. But right away she knew who he was, and it was so cute after he got his luggage and everything, Brikayla went on the little part of the ground that moves by itself and was running, she got pretty far ahead and then turned around and was like "come on, Braden." So anyway, after we left the airport we went to eat at Iggys, then went to see my brother, Cristian, and his band play in their first show at Kilby Court. They did really well! My brother plays the bass. So after all this we went home for a couple hours, my brothers best friend, Brendan came over with his girlfriend Lateisha. Brendan was soo excited for his best friend to finally be home! Well, after my brother was released, we headed downtown for temple square. We went into the North building where the statue of Christ is, and my brother waited in there amongst the crowd for Ashlee and her family to come up the ramp. Ashlee was looking at the Statue and my brother came up behind her. After she saw him, they couldn't stop hugging each other. It was soo cute and I'm so happy they're finally together again.......wedding planning time now! Well, I guess he has to hurry and go get the ring and ask her quick, but they'll be getting married within a few months!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5wkSDuGaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OYlv-Lx3TvI/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282283181577214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5wkSDuGaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OYlv-Lx3TvI/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;My sister, Chelsie hugging my brother, and my Dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xt5JDqsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VadY1p0PJW4/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282284446199032514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xt5JDqsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VadY1p0PJW4/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My brother Cristian, Brikayla, Mom, Sister Chelsie, Brother Braden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xuYsIGgI/AAAAAAAAADE/1Gz0fzocAgI/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282284454667622914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xuYsIGgI/AAAAAAAAADE/1Gz0fzocAgI/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mom and brother, in the background is friends Aaron and Taylor, and my brother and sister with Brikayla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xvX89QOI/AAAAAAAAADU/xd4N09BdbrU/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282284471649648866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xvX89QOI/AAAAAAAAADU/xd4N09BdbrU/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristians band Five B4 Noon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xuiwA5DI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gho8gJ4VMKE/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282284457368282162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5xuiwA5DI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gho8gJ4VMKE/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+008.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;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brikayla and I at the show!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yx6d8RkI/AAAAAAAAADc/UleSGU0Xpew/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282285614786168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yx6d8RkI/AAAAAAAAADc/UleSGU0Xpew/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cristian doing his scream for one of the songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yyQXGA1I/AAAAAAAAADk/wY5D-rI6NG4/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282285620663026514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yyQXGA1I/AAAAAAAAADk/wY5D-rI6NG4/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden with his sign I made him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yylCn67I/AAAAAAAAADs/EBs0ywt_Juo/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282285626214312882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yylCn67I/AAAAAAAAADs/EBs0ywt_Juo/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden and Brendan - best friends reunited!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yzNUkkUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bF1PrAWEZoQ/s1600-h/bradenhome.cristianshow+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282285637027008834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5yzNUkkUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bF1PrAWEZoQ/s320/bradenhome.cristianshow+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braden and Ashlee finally in each others arms again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6682478814769845724?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6682478814769845724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6682478814769845724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6682478814769845724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6682478814769845724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/secret-is-finally-out.html' title='The Secret is finally out!!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SU5wkSDuGaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OYlv-Lx3TvI/s72-c/bradenhome.cristianshow+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-458324095096473110</id><published>2008-12-16T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:21:17.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SUhTw7UbHhI/AAAAAAAAACc/GEtZMysEnp4/s1600-h/uuyuuy+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280562663114087954" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SUhRskY0eoI/AAAAAAAAACE/MpJw3GpCsiA/s320/uuyuuy+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanting to post some pictures from the christmas party we had. Brikayla looked so cute! :) i love her little dress with her cute boots my mom got her!&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/3217194317160036820-458324095096473110?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/458324095096473110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=458324095096473110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/458324095096473110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/458324095096473110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/SUhTw7UbHhI/AAAAAAAAACc/GEtZMysEnp4/s72-c/uuyuuy+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6418180407305221588</id><published>2008-12-15T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:48:45.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>Well, its been awhile since I've posted, I've been pretty busy. Last Thursday, Dec 11 my little sister got her tonsils and adnoids out. I was able to get off work early to be there with her and my mom. I feel so bad for her, being a teenager and going through something like that I'm sure is not fun, and now she is in soo much pain. It's so sad! Thursday night Jays parents took us out to Tepanyaki which was so delicious. It was mine and Jays first time there and it was really fun. Brikayla loved it as well! When they made the big fire she was like "Oh my gosh!" and I had never heard her say that before so it was hilarious. Speaking of new things she says, her new word instead of saying 'beautiful' she says 'cuteiful' it is soo cute! She goes around telling everyone that they are cuteiful. Friday we had a Christmas party at our house with Jays friends which turned out really great. We all had a good time, and it was fun for all the kids to play together. Saturday night we went to our friend Brendans birthday party which was a lot of fun. I got to see my brothers girlfriend who I hadn't seen in awhile so that was great! I am getting so excited for my brother to come home from his mission. He is going to love Brikayla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6418180407305221588?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6418180407305221588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6418180407305221588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6418180407305221588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6418180407305221588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-960564851557171850</id><published>2008-12-08T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:12:32.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3Fqk_9djI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pLoxt5k3tIc/s1600-h/zoo+lights+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277591673625212466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3Fqk_9djI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pLoxt5k3tIc/s320/zoo+lights+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3FqJ6rksI/AAAAAAAAAB0/c-pzu0hVLis/s1600-h/zoo+lights+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277591666355311298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3FqJ6rksI/AAAAAAAAAB0/c-pzu0hVLis/s320/zoo+lights+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3FpBjwq0I/AAAAAAAAABs/eDQVZH65OpE/s1600-h/zoo+lights+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277591646931823426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3FpBjwq0I/AAAAAAAAABs/eDQVZH65OpE/s320/zoo+lights+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3EduRq4OI/AAAAAAAAABk/JIU1_wt5wMc/s1600-h/zoo+lights+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277590353265484002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3EduRq4OI/AAAAAAAAABk/JIU1_wt5wMc/s400/zoo+lights+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3EGBwTgqI/AAAAAAAAABc/bKYrdRSUPE8/s1600-h/zoo+lights+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277589946177389218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3EGBwTgqI/AAAAAAAAABc/bKYrdRSUPE8/s320/zoo+lights+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to Zoo Lights last night with Pam and Kaden and it was soo much fun! There were a lot more lights than I though there would be, Brikayla and Kaden had a blast. They were hanging out in the wagon, sometimes they would fight with each other because Brikayla would step on Kadens toes or something but they would be over it in two seconds. They both of course loved the monkeys! They both loved riding the carousel too. I definately recommend zoo lights to anyone with kids, or even just to go for a night out. The lights are really great!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-960564851557171850?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/960564851557171850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=960564851557171850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/960564851557171850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/960564851557171850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/zoo-lights.html' title='Zoo Lights!'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HkeDTTb1AGw/ST3Fqk_9djI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pLoxt5k3tIc/s72-c/zoo+lights+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-6030990633955512565</id><published>2008-12-06T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:48:27.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we went up to Roy for my cousins baptism and then went to Golden Corral afterward. It was fun to spend time with family. Brikayla had a blast at Golden Corral. She ate so much, she had white tights on and by the time we left, they were brown from her chocolate ice cream. It was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-6030990633955512565?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/6030990633955512565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=6030990633955512565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6030990633955512565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/6030990633955512565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-we-went-up-to-roy-for-my-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-1737496448053138735</id><published>2008-12-05T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:31:10.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So Market Street Grill was soo good! We had New York Steak which was so delicous! Plus for dessert a piece of chocolate cake that was so huge i only ate like a quarter of it. It was really good. I would definately recommend it! They had a raffle and Jay ended up winning a shop vac type thing for your car. Which is pretty cool. We had a nice time. Its not very often we get to go out to a real nice restauraunt and just enjoy each others company, just the two of us. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-1737496448053138735?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/1737496448053138735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=1737496448053138735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1737496448053138735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/1737496448053138735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-market-street-grill-was-soo-good-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-9071520390480322083</id><published>2008-12-05T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:05:39.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet West</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So last night I went with my mom to Ballet Wests Nutcracker and it was soo great. The scenery was so pretty and it just had a little of everything. My favorite part was with the big giant dress that the 8 little girls came running out from under and then danced. They were so cute! My mom and I really had a great time. While we were waiting for the ballet to start my mom actually got a call from my brother who is on a mission! She was not even going to answer the call, because she didnt recognize the number, but when the same number called again, she figured she should answer. She was definately glad that she did! Its very rare to get to talk to him. She only got to talk to him for a few minutes because the ballet was starting, but it was good to hear his voice and everything, we are just so excited that he comes home at the end of this month!! I can't wait for him to meet Brikayla. Jay and I are going to his work Christmas party tonight at Market Street Grill, I've never been there, so I am pretty excited, I have heard its very good. So I guess I'll have to update everyone on how it was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-9071520390480322083?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/9071520390480322083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=9071520390480322083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/9071520390480322083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/9071520390480322083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/ballet-west.html' title='Ballet West'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3217194317160036820.post-2229287720282574088</id><published>2008-12-03T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:42:48.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So today is my first blog post. How exciting. Everyone keeps telling me I need to create a blog, and I finally decided it was time. Brikayla is growing up so fast, and it's fun to keep everyone posted. Bummer news is that today I am getting sick! I woke up with a sore throat and as the day went on I'm getting all stuffed up but at the same time have a runny nose. No fun at all. Especially when I work somewhere where I'm on the phone all day long. But I will survive... anyway Brikayla is growing up so quickly its just crazy, even just in the last week or so she is talking so much more, and knows what so many more things are. One of the cutest things is if she hurts you on accident or anything and you say ow, she says "sorry mommy" or "sorry daddy" or what not. It's too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3217194317160036820-2229287720282574088?l=spharfairytale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/feeds/2229287720282574088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3217194317160036820&amp;postID=2229287720282574088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2229287720282574088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3217194317160036820/posts/default/2229287720282574088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharfairytale.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Britnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247956402701671094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_xmsQhnSl0/ToTGtIHDyYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ss0EhnQwCq4/s220/memorial%2Bweekend%2B044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
