<?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-1629144914844206374</id><updated>2011-10-10T12:24:25.048-05:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><title type='text'>That's it! I'm going to G-Mama's!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-782626393809889288</id><published>2011-01-10T19:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:28:09.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ELI CRAIG SASSER</title><content type='html'>Well, on Candi's last blog she had said she couldn't wait to meet Eli in 4 weeks. To all of our surprize Eli decided he needed to meet his sweet, loving family 3 weeks early. He arrived Friday afternoon. I'll let her tell the story.but I'll give you the stats.    ELI CRAIG SASSER, Jan.7,2011, 6 lbs. 3oz., 19.9" long. I didn't have my camera but i gave it to Ben to take pics of him and Kevin and I'll post them then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-782626393809889288?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/782626393809889288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/eli-craig-sasser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/782626393809889288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/782626393809889288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2011/01/eli-craig-sasser.html' title='ELI CRAIG SASSER'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-1987185895353878659</id><published>2010-07-23T19:16:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:02:44.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG JAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo6WAsgpbI/AAAAAAAAATs/_a_MZoSwtQA/s1600/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497270444977333682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo6WAsgpbI/AAAAAAAAATs/_a_MZoSwtQA/s200/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo59fPAlII/AAAAAAAAATk/40em-JTTfTE/s1600/l_6a3449e017034995abe6c1d3c2167e4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497270023678366850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo59fPAlII/AAAAAAAAATk/40em-JTTfTE/s200/l_6a3449e017034995abe6c1d3c2167e4f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo3_K3QmuI/AAAAAAAAATc/TgcM5RlxMrk/s1600/DSC01563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497267853546527458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo3_K3QmuI/AAAAAAAAATc/TgcM5RlxMrk/s200/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo3a1siUJI/AAAAAAAAATU/wDa2F8Xol1Q/s1600/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497267229389115538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo3a1siUJI/AAAAAAAAATU/wDa2F8Xol1Q/s200/DSC01545.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo1ZWT-wTI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gd9RSyvcbDY/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497265004761497906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo1ZWT-wTI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gd9RSyvcbDY/s200/144.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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEozpwtpftI/AAAAAAAAATE/E-4hQek5alU/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497263087703129810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEozpwtpftI/AAAAAAAAATE/E-4hQek5alU/s200/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACOB! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you turned the big # 2 today. Your are a very special lil boy. I just love it when you talk. Your love for cars, trucks, balls, your mommy, daddy, and your big bubba is outta this world. You also give the bestest, biggest, tightest bear hugs and i just love it. your g~momma loves you so very much. Happy, happy, birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-1987185895353878659?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1987185895353878659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-jake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1987185895353878659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1987185895353878659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-jake.html' title='BIG JAKE'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/TEo6WAsgpbI/AAAAAAAAATs/_a_MZoSwtQA/s72-c/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-7902507349453237839</id><published>2009-11-13T21:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:54:11.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 8th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4nb8-v2DI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fQ1tvvkwANo/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403799964070434866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4nb8-v2DI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fQ1tvvkwANo/s200/DSC01449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4mx40rPkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ol4igmJDIRU/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403799241399942722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4mx40rPkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ol4igmJDIRU/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CLAYTON LANE SASSER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4lnFoY_oI/AAAAAAAAASs/Dx2vuNi0RrI/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403797956347887234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4lnFoY_oI/AAAAAAAAASs/Dx2vuNi0RrI/s200/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4lGnPY05I/AAAAAAAAASk/CMp25x2WQAk/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403797398434141074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4lGnPY05I/AAAAAAAAASk/CMp25x2WQAk/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; your the best. G-mama loves you so very much. Hope you had a super good day.  Here are some of my favorite pics of you. I'm so sorry for not posting on your actual b-day (11/12) after work i had training to go to for work and when I got home I was falling asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                      LOVE YOU! YOUR THE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4j7gY8kyI/AAAAAAAAASc/Pe7XB34_YfM/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403796108104995618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4j7gY8kyI/AAAAAAAAASc/Pe7XB34_YfM/s200/DSC01236.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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4jS2Gc0BI/AAAAAAAAASU/Bkgd76xBz4s/s1600-h/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403795409558360082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4jS2Gc0BI/AAAAAAAAASU/Bkgd76xBz4s/s200/DSC01157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-7902507349453237839?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7902507349453237839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-8th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7902507349453237839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7902507349453237839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-8th-birthday.html' title='happy 8th birthday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sv4nb8-v2DI/AAAAAAAAAS8/fQ1tvvkwANo/s72-c/DSC01449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-505931077025008672</id><published>2009-11-05T21:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:31:02.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years old</title><content type='html'>The little man is a whopping 2 yrs. old. Here are a few fun pictures of Kevin over the year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOWoWm0Q6I/AAAAAAAAASM/LqLWqomHtsw/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400825998154679202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOWoWm0Q6I/AAAAAAAAASM/LqLWqomHtsw/s200/DSC01472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOV7VLzUAI/AAAAAAAAASE/3NrdyFT-6B4/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400825224678821890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOV7VLzUAI/AAAAAAAAASE/3NrdyFT-6B4/s200/DSC01459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOVYXoRX_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/X1oV4qv1_mw/s1600-h/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400824624039682034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOVYXoRX_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/X1oV4qv1_mw/s200/DSC01455.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/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOU1pGoPjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/TMYQPRrUUQ8/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400824027434991154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOU1pGoPjI/AAAAAAAAAR0/TMYQPRrUUQ8/s200/DSC01438.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOUPnQNwCI/AAAAAAAAARs/oG_hX4DyIWc/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400823374103298082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOUPnQNwCI/AAAAAAAAARs/oG_hX4DyIWc/s200/DSC01392.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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOTh2eyCzI/AAAAAAAAARk/5IvIyuEQC-c/s1600-h/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400822587916946226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOTh2eyCzI/AAAAAAAAARk/5IvIyuEQC-c/s200/DSC01363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           HAPPY BIRTHDAY! KEVIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         G-MOMMA LOVES YOU BUNCHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-505931077025008672?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/505931077025008672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/505931077025008672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/505931077025008672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-years-old.html' title='2 years old'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SvOWoWm0Q6I/AAAAAAAAASM/LqLWqomHtsw/s72-c/DSC01472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-945613581126813679</id><published>2009-10-28T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:48:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 MORE MINUTES!</title><content type='html'>It's been 5 years ago to the day, since Sas(George) passed away. After a few months had passed Les and I had attended greif recovery for about 6 months. My first month there, they gave me a exercise to do. It was to write a letter titled 5 more minutes and we had to read it to the class the next meeting. Well, if you know me I cringed, panicked and cried, but I wrote it. every year on this day I writethe letter, go to his grave sight, read it out loud, and burn it. I feel so much better when it's all over. Well, I ran across my original letter the other day thought i would let you hear it.                 5 MORE MINUTES&lt;br /&gt;  If there were 5 more mins. I would tell you how much I miss hearing your voice on the phone saying what do you tell me? and your response would be I love me to! so there probably wouldn't be much talking because I get to emotional and cry. I would rather you just hold me saying your goofy comments like, do i really have to? or I'm gonna be sick! YUCK, your touching me.                            I LOVE YOU!        your precious buttercup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-945613581126813679?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/945613581126813679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-more-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/945613581126813679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/945613581126813679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-more-minutes.html' title='5 MORE MINUTES!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8222091442332999047</id><published>2009-08-01T23:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:23:52.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>velocity fan:1994-2009</title><content type='html'>Friday night get home around 6:00, and noticed that the high velocity fan ( that is really a member of the family) had died. Yes! it has gone to fan heaven. After about 15 years it's life had ended. I'm in mourning. Saturday, had a training to go to til 1:30, paid rent, Les and I got something to eat, basically in and out of house, took a little snooze around 4ish, got up really warm, thermostat read 81 degrees. It's set at 78, inside unit is running, I go to outside unit you guessed not running. So not only did my fan of upteen thousand years, the air conditioner  goes out. And of course, the office is closed for the day, and the maintenance man is not at home. Put a call into office, I'll call again on mon. We do have other fans but they can only do so much in Texas, If the temps go soaring up like they're known to do or the humidity is high. Oh well, it really could be worse than what i have let on to be. Have a good rest of weekend or week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8222091442332999047?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8222091442332999047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/08/velocity-fan1994-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8222091442332999047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8222091442332999047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/08/velocity-fan1994-2009.html' title='velocity fan:1994-2009'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8738292334989972979</id><published>2009-07-25T18:24:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:01:09.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jacob is 1 years old. Here are some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pics of him over the year. hope you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;them as much as i do.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmubJbF3oFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nKnRqW-sPLw/s1600-h/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362550367508209746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmubJbF3oFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nKnRqW-sPLw/s200/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmubAbt85cI/AAAAAAAAAP0/otG1-sZjTf0/s1600-h/l_fb50917b120f4132b680c6a985324f5c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362550213057504706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmubAbt85cI/AAAAAAAAAP0/otG1-sZjTf0/s200/l_fb50917b120f4132b680c6a985324f5c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Smuaw1DJMEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SWpo5THr4FM/s1600-h/l_6a3449e017034995abe6c1d3c2167e4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362549944979370050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Smuaw1DJMEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SWpo5THr4FM/s200/l_6a3449e017034995abe6c1d3c2167e4f.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/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuZeBGqIqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TQDnN7vjTDs/s1600-h/DSC01245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362548522286195362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuZeBGqIqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TQDnN7vjTDs/s200/DSC01245.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuYo4iHkHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ztW9gv5KCXc/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362547609452384370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuYo4iHkHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ztW9gv5KCXc/s200/143.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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuXeQNUomI/AAAAAAAAAPU/PqjgcMoJrUE/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362546327317422690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuXeQNUomI/AAAAAAAAAPU/PqjgcMoJrUE/s200/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuV8tjFE6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/cGKqSJLhUoE/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362544651566125986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuV8tjFE6I/AAAAAAAAAPM/cGKqSJLhUoE/s200/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuVW_ko-7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/B2B0RlPqWKs/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362544003569482674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuVW_ko-7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/B2B0RlPqWKs/s200/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuU05G7skI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WI7KvsrvOxk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362543417718714946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmuU05G7skI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WI7KvsrvOxk/s200/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        JACOB KEVIN SASSER "BIG JAKE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8738292334989972979?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8738292334989972979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/jacob-is-1-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8738292334989972979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8738292334989972979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/jacob-is-1-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SmubJbF3oFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nKnRqW-sPLw/s72-c/l_5989c50ed7a04c7b99c8caba2a73fb51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-2718379679555599734</id><published>2009-07-25T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:07:54.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yes, It's been a month since my last post. Done so much don't know where to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'll start here, 30 year class reunion was in June. We had a social at Billy Miner's on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;friday night. I was hesitant about going for 2 reasons. One was, we had a severe storm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;coming our way, tornado threats and all. Two was I haven't seen or heard from any of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;these people since high school. So i was terrified! But i put on my big girl pants and headed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;out the door. Storm went around us. Things were good. Sat. we were at the stockmans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;club in the stockyards. Here I go again scared,scared,scared, of what you ask, these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;people that knew me back when and not who i am today. But ,I made it. Need to really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;work on my fears. All in all had a good time. The end of june brought me to having a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;special time with Les. Trucked over to the brand new Cowboy Stadium in wee hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;of the morning. Kinda impressed, I liked the way the glass door opened the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I was a bundle of nerves on the last day there. But when she was done, I became &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;the I'm here for you mom. Then came july 4, had a gathering with friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;at the Waldrops, ate , swam, ate some more,visited with every one, went to see some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;fire works but we didn't stick around for them we waited 45mins. to an hour, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cats game was in extra innnings. Still had a good time. Then it was the big b-day party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;for Jacob Kevin Sasser last saturday. I would say 25-30 people in all. We took a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;trip to Decatur, Texas for this big event. There was a water slide, 2 wading pools, water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;balloons, football game among the men, hide-n-seek, chase, food, cake, presents, kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;coming in and out, lots of excitement for a first b-day. And in between all these dates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lane and Kevin have been over for g-mama time of fun and laughter. My month has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;opened my eyes to how much my life revolves around these precious children God has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;given me to enjoy from the big ones to the little ones. love you all bunches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-2718379679555599734?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2718379679555599734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-its-been-month-since-my-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2718379679555599734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2718379679555599734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-its-been-month-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8097082140087817282</id><published>2009-06-22T19:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:09:21.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FATHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAp_wx2t1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/X62KTrfRcr8/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAp_wx2t1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/X62KTrfRcr8/s200/DSC01253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350322532718655314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkApXz93SEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VcU4x09lsJI/s1600-h/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkApXz93SEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VcU4x09lsJI/s200/DSC01254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350321846379563074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAo3mqZoQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/euy4fnNLYtM/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAo3mqZoQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/euy4fnNLYtM/s200/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350321293052453122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAn_Nk8_3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/9Pu3F2zFvg8/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAn_Nk8_3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/9Pu3F2zFvg8/s200/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350320324246044530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAnFz2kqRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s-okdCJEOo8/s1600-h/DSC01245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAnFz2kqRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s-okdCJEOo8/s200/DSC01245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350319338088081682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE ARE SOME PICS OF OUR FATHER'S DAY CELEBRATION! PART ONE-----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8097082140087817282?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8097082140087817282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8097082140087817282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8097082140087817282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='FATHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SkAp_wx2t1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/X62KTrfRcr8/s72-c/DSC01253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-7096424363638703086</id><published>2009-06-16T19:06:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:36:51.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg58CdNNDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6wkNzG2MTAk/s1600-h/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg58CdNNDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6wkNzG2MTAk/s200/DSC01231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348088261116769330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg40OuDDaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1GNCA7vXo5o/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg40OuDDaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1GNCA7vXo5o/s200/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348087027458051490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg4Lg1k4zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YhMF5TPN2Ts/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg4Lg1k4zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YhMF5TPN2Ts/s200/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348086327946830642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg3oRwWjcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IZlUrihu-JM/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg3oRwWjcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IZlUrihu-JM/s200/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348085722602966466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg3IkHQERI/AAAAAAAAANs/G_1pDZUiYjY/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg3IkHQERI/AAAAAAAAANs/G_1pDZUiYjY/s200/DSC01234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348085177775034642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg2Cs0PKRI/AAAAAAAAANk/kgMoJPLRabQ/s1600-h/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg2Cs0PKRI/AAAAAAAAANk/kgMoJPLRabQ/s200/DSC01235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348083977520359698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg1d4WvIuI/AAAAAAAAANc/6t0isdN2HaQ/s1600-h/DSC01236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg1d4WvIuI/AAAAAAAAANc/6t0isdN2HaQ/s200/DSC01236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348083344962691810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I really do have bragging rights on this awesome young man. &lt;br /&gt;                 CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;              CLAYTON LANE SASSER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-7096424363638703086?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7096424363638703086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-do-have-bragging-rights-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7096424363638703086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7096424363638703086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-do-have-bragging-rights-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sjg58CdNNDI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6wkNzG2MTAk/s72-c/DSC01231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8053973155604445156</id><published>2009-05-31T15:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:27:20.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-DAY weekend</title><content type='html'>Kevin came over on sat.to spend the day with me. We started out playing with the rolly-pollies until one rolled into a ball and it was time to bounce him. The other one crawled away because he wasn't going to be a b-ball. We then proceded to go inside and play with some toys, took taffy for a walk, scribbled a beautiful picture, had snacks and napped, danced to g-mama's ring tones, played with leslie, watched sing-a-long videos, rearranged some furniture for some more toys, chased Taffy with a spatula, water the plants outside and splashed in water on porch, then went to dig up more rolly-pollies. we did'nt get very far with that cause his momma came right about that time. All in all it was a very exciting birthday. Thanks Kevin for the very eventful day. On sunday, Stephen came over to see me before church, brought me some very pretty flowers and a card, with $$ in it to spend as he put it for my PROM, I'm going PROM? he meant my 30 year class reunion in 2 weeks. I guess prom is better than FUNERAL as Leslie has been calling it lately. My children are really goofy but I still love all 8 of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8053973155604445156?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8053973155604445156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8053973155604445156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8053973155604445156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-day-weekend.html' title='B-DAY weekend'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-526767908676536131</id><published>2009-05-29T22:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:08:11.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rest and relaxation (EDITED!!)</title><content type='html'>My week in a big nut shell. Been on vacation this week, stayed around here for a little r&amp;amp;r. Got to see lane for a few mins on sunday, we talked about his field day at school, he had lots of fun. Got up early on monday and went to put flowers on Sas's graveside.I was bummed the rest of the day. Took road trip to Decatur on tues. to see Jacob had lots of fun we played, ate, napped, and played some more. Then it was time for me to hit the open road to home. On thursday les and i went and got our d.l. renewed my b-day is sat. and she needed to change address, then we headed to Belks. Ben and Candi gave me a gift card so we went, found this cute little black dress, yes I bought it. Then we went to Sam Moon's found some cute bling-bling (not as fancy as nana's) to go with my dress. Friday night went to texas road road house with my dad &amp;amp; Cassie. Did I mention my b-day is this sat. les and lindsey told them it was my b-day so they come to sing to me, but i had to sit on this saddle, and wave this towell above my head while they sing. To top it off Lindsey videos the whole thing. Now thats embarrasing. As long as we had fun thats all that matters. I sure did have a nice relaxing and fun week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video i'm sure everyone wanted to see...sorry it's blurry, u know how cell phones are...and dont ask what they're saying..i dont even know and i was there. Happy 21st(48th) birthday mom. i love you (p.s. why does it take forever to upload videos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Leslie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKcTixf4qWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KKcTixf4qWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-526767908676536131?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/526767908676536131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-and-relaxation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/526767908676536131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/526767908676536131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-and-relaxation.html' title='rest and relaxation (EDITED!!)'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-5371348758648812060</id><published>2009-05-10T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:37:53.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where to begin</title><content type='html'>I've been a little busy the last few weeks.  Had lots of g-mama time with Kevin, we played and played and played. That little boy never ever stops. Wished I had some of his energy. When Lane is with his dad, they have came over before church, we have even met for lunch. Lane is almost through with school, he got all A's on his last report card. Jacob came over after church a couple sundays ago. he his pulling up on everyhting and just started to release and stand on his own.  Please pray for Jacob as he his having tubes put in his ears on wed. 5/13, maybe a little more intense than normal has some damage to his eardrum depends on how bad it is to determine what will be done.  Les is taking finals this week, keep her in your prayers also. Mothers day was really a good day, sat. went to Stephen and Amy's  we went to eat at Catfish O'harley's. and sun. went to church with them. les and i then went to mexican inn to eat. And that night Ben, Candi, and Kevin came over. So much excitement left for a tiring G-mama. Hope everyone had as great a day as I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-5371348758648812060?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5371348758648812060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-to-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/5371348758648812060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/5371348758648812060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-to-begin.html' title='where to begin'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-1987819901637598562</id><published>2009-04-19T20:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:23:36.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Suga Mama's</title><content type='html'>Hats off to Da Suga Mama's of Grace Baptist Church for participating in the Fort Worth Zoo Fun Run. I hear you all did a super job. Christina getting 1st in the 5k run and Leslie visiting the first aid table afterwards. Nothing serious just a blister on the heel. Thanks to Nurse Sasha for making Les' wound painful as possible. I'm sure it felt good. To those of you that don't know, Da Suga Mama's are the girls from the college group at Grace. It's made up of 5-6 young, fun-loving, supportive of each other, women. I really do appreciate each and every one of them. Girls you are awesome. Thanks for being the women that you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-1987819901637598562?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1987819901637598562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/sugar-mommas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1987819901637598562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1987819901637598562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/sugar-mommas.html' title='Da Suga Mama&apos;s'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-5114943894485357571</id><published>2009-04-11T16:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:56:00.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fun saturday</title><content type='html'>Since our boss has been out for his heart valve replacement surgery. There has been lots,and lots of drama at work. I'm kinda glad I'm in the infant/toddler department right now the drama is not with us and we are not apart of it. Well, except our supervisor she has been designated director until Mr. G. comes back. and we are hoping it will be real soon. Any way to a better note Kevin came over today (sat). We had a blast, besides our usual mess of toys we added some more. He was real cute, I told him we needed to take taffy potty, and he headed straight to the bathroom, tried to get taffy in there but she didn't trust him. she knows the bathroom as bath time and she hates it. I convinced him she goes outside. For lunch it was corn dogs, fruit, cereal bar,and the best choc marshmallows. What a combination. Then it was nap time, les and kev started watching happy feet on the laptop,3 mins later he was out. We played outside when he woke up, then his mommy came to pick him up. I had a super, dooper day. Thanks Ben and Candi for letting me play with Kevin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-5114943894485357571?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5114943894485357571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/5114943894485357571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/5114943894485357571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-saturday.html' title='fun saturday'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-2187693451018927583</id><published>2009-03-29T19:47:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:46:11.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAhwRqLk-I/AAAAAAAAALU/GcwTS-og2Io/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318788273182315490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAhwRqLk-I/AAAAAAAAALU/GcwTS-og2Io/s200/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacob says you put me in this thing so lets go, it's along way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAgK9Mj9UI/AAAAAAAAALM/oXzN992AwHE/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318786532522587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAgK9Mj9UI/AAAAAAAAALM/oXzN992AwHE/s200/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kevin looks at Jacob like don't touch me. My 3 sweet little men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAfbRww2LI/AAAAAAAAALE/cYK9UZqM5Ww/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318785713409415346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAfbRww2LI/AAAAAAAAALE/cYK9UZqM5Ww/s200/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leslie needs to learn to fight fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAeR9tUzFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/g8z2fMnMZYc/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318784453895834706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAeR9tUzFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/g8z2fMnMZYc/s200/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait! I'm not ready! Lane was ready to knock leslie's block off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAazOieMtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sh6UEk0rKHQ/s1600-h/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318780627302888146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAazOieMtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sh6UEk0rKHQ/s200/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kevin plays with his toys, when all is thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAaK7W4BEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lGODuOq0sUs/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318779934959207490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAaK7W4BEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lGODuOq0sUs/s200/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lane checking out one of his gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAZiuc8MLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ULWQsogHpm4/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318779244300218546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAZiuc8MLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ULWQsogHpm4/s200/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kevin needs some help in these two pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAY559gI0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/oQFfVios9MY/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318778543014945602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAY559gI0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/oQFfVios9MY/s200/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAYWMqtPaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/52weUUieYrc/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318777929561095586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAYWMqtPaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/52weUUieYrc/s200/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lane opening up his gifts. Amy helps Jacob with his presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAXurqOxJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XVnNnRcX4RU/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318777250685830290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAXurqOxJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/XVnNnRcX4RU/s200/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not Christmas any more. But I just learned how to do pics, and just got a new laptop. So you get the run down of the year. Thanks for sharing my pictures of my super family (in my eyes) with me. I need to remember to do my pics backwards so they will come out in correct order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/1629144914844206374-2187693451018927583?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2187693451018927583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacob-says-you-put-me-in-this-thing-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2187693451018927583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2187693451018927583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacob-says-you-put-me-in-this-thing-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SdAhwRqLk-I/AAAAAAAAALU/GcwTS-og2Io/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-4678929364796562880</id><published>2009-03-28T19:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:39:53.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you did what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sc7C4vM0-VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XeTGbOcfiUM/s1600-h/stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318402489969867090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sc7C4vM0-VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XeTGbOcfiUM/s200/stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sc7B0bd5BgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DzkPgKmeuVU/s1600-h/still+stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318401316441622018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sc7B0bd5BgI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DzkPgKmeuVU/s200/still+stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is what she was up to... yes! industrial piercing. no! I did not approve. Her and Lindsey got a wild hair up their rears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-4678929364796562880?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4678929364796562880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-did-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4678929364796562880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4678929364796562880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-did-what.html' title='you did what?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Sc7C4vM0-VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XeTGbOcfiUM/s72-c/stupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-2028411810802420490</id><published>2009-03-26T19:45:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:02:10.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob (Jake) pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwtVCykSJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pt5WNmeBcyo/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317675099567179922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwtVCykSJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pt5WNmeBcyo/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I just want to help! your to slow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwslLUhvsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9MO-im56sMw/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317674277223382722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwslLUhvsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9MO-im56sMw/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwr6hAcClI/AAAAAAAAAI0/19aE4cMNtBY/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317673544310327890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwr6hAcClI/AAAAAAAAAI0/19aE4cMNtBY/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always has a smile on his precious face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwrYE1wudI/AAAAAAAAAIs/z2Ff8B60-Nk/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317672952633801170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwrYE1wudI/AAAAAAAAAIs/z2Ff8B60-Nk/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now He's acting like his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwqsmTUbzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/46CrCOatttI/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317672205701902130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwqsmTUbzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/46CrCOatttI/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tilt your head to the left to view this shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwqAQWdjTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_pls6Nl0RIA/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317671443895258418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwqAQWdjTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_pls6Nl0RIA/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got to get the kisses while I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwotdaDjJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0WmrgoGv47Q/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317670021470850194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwotdaDjJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0WmrgoGv47Q/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes! we are at Chuck-E-Cheese. Lane's B-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwndLrJ-5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vC1CbYZNUK4/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317668642321202066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwndLrJ-5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/vC1CbYZNUK4/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt LeeLee gets all the hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwm6zfG0vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zvzR_Jj5fNY/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317668051712660210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwm6zfG0vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zvzR_Jj5fNY/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leslie and Jacob @ Lane's b-day party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwmWRp8I9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/udoRsjp8YPI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317667424156001234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwmWRp8I9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/udoRsjp8YPI/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not really eating the pizza, Amy would kill him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwl1E64pAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qo6-WeiWKWY/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317666853801731074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwl1E64pAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qo6-WeiWKWY/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Will you please take a picture with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwkjAOVt4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ed9Rgf81UFk/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317665443791878018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwkjAOVt4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ed9Rgf81UFk/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen @ Jacob. In these pics Jacob is 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwjbo1CXXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UhC2z5_F9KQ/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317664217741024626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scwjbo1CXXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UhC2z5_F9KQ/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "BIG JAKE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I had pics of Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1629144914844206374-2028411810802420490?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2028411810802420490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacob-jake-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2028411810802420490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2028411810802420490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/jacob-jake-pics.html' title='Jacob (Jake) pics'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScwtVCykSJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pt5WNmeBcyo/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-3011074746383163753</id><published>2009-03-25T20:04:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:19:56.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Day Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! LANE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrjduI2zNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vM8eHH6ue30/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317312409805180114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrjduI2zNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vM8eHH6ue30/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lane had his 7th b-day at chuck-e-cheese. All this fun happened back in november of 08, but it's still fun to remember the fun that we had. Here he is showing off some of his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scri6dgI_RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/babUY3TPQHU/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317311804044016914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scri6dgI_RI/AAAAAAAAAHM/babUY3TPQHU/s320/054.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/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScriY7_sKtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OmWy_fd3j9c/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317311228113857234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScriY7_sKtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OmWy_fd3j9c/s320/052.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/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scrh3X1dyCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CYq4I8eGJYE/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317310651471611938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scrh3X1dyCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CYq4I8eGJYE/s320/055.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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrhRlVBuoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/92RZCYprU2w/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317310002258623106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrhRlVBuoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/92RZCYprU2w/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrgCNEy7vI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jXvmcgM1AVA/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317308638538428146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrgCNEy7vI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jXvmcgM1AVA/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrfXtZC1AI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lBU-rLQ9rOg/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317307908478915586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrfXtZC1AI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lBU-rLQ9rOg/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing on the stage with Amy's nephews and her cousins. Amy is so good with Lane . She loves him just like he his her own. This was a last min party. they decided to make it a surprise for him and he was.Her cousins and nephews came, along with her mom, sister Abby and her husband,Les and I were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScreudVW-NI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HCbbVU2GFME/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317307199793854674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScreudVW-NI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HCbbVU2GFME/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leslie and Lane try to win lots of tickets. They all think they can really beat this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScreO7uYxdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S3od3ADJpUU/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317306658196080082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScreO7uYxdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S3od3ADJpUU/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrdmU9weRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5uaopK2dr1I/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317305960596797714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrdmU9weRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5uaopK2dr1I/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lane getting a big b-day smooch from g-mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrchXcr5DI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uTnbJ1N6fXM/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317304775852418098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrchXcr5DI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uTnbJ1N6fXM/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! KEVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin liked the wrapping paper better than his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scrb3OCjXcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Tq7ghEyJBgo/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317304051772382658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scrb3OCjXcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Tq7ghEyJBgo/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScraYl9h57I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZpCv0HEUtCA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317302426106193842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScraYl9h57I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZpCv0HEUtCA/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing patty cake and loving every minute of it. Lots of icing every where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrYSL503_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/fAakNM993og/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317300117008867314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrYSL503_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/fAakNM993og/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the cake! mom are sure it's o.k.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrXhiV00OI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fPEjG0IhT94/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317299281218293986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrXhiV00OI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fPEjG0IhT94/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrWBcE0DfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f0-qDQimMlo/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317297630268886514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrWBcE0DfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f0-qDQimMlo/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved the picture above and don't know how that's why it looks crazy! Any way he liked this present because it has lots of lights and makes noise .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrVdvtyVEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M2apFJfYEy8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317297017065722946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrVdvtyVEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/M2apFJfYEy8/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I can do it by myself! Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'll keep working on my pics till they come out right. Just bare with me and enjoy my boys just like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-3011074746383163753?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3011074746383163753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/b-day-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3011074746383163753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3011074746383163753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/b-day-pics.html' title='B-Day Pics'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScrjduI2zNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vM8eHH6ue30/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-864545871260857023</id><published>2009-03-25T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:02:37.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up to something</title><content type='html'>I went back to work on mon.,kids acted like they missed me, I know my co-workers did. Les was back in school. I think her classes missed her, not teachers just the classes. Every day she is home hours before i am except thurs. we are home same time. Come in the door on mon, noticed something different, she put up some pics of the nephews on her wall but that wasn't it. Leslie Colleeen cleaned her room, not just pick up, throw the clothes over there so they are not in the middle of floor kind of clean, I mean nothing on floor, dusted, and vacuum kind of clean. Then her bathroom spotless, she even did the dishes. WOW! my first reaction was what did you do? tickets? no wrecks already scoped out the car. Just because she loves me. (good line) On tues came home, and she gave Taffy a much needed bath and washed Taffs bedding. because she was dirty, and she wanted to get under the covers with les. And tues night she says leave me $3.00 and I'll wash the car tomorrow. (God washed it for us) Now, I know this girl don't love me and taffy that much. So, what's up pumpkin girl? Really, thanks alot for your extra help precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-864545871260857023?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/864545871260857023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/864545871260857023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/864545871260857023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-to-something.html' title='Up to something'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-633061960587091750</id><published>2009-03-22T16:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:22:09.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>harvest feastival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scap4x9PAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1A5Z3abyySQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316123203105391042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scap4x9PAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1A5Z3abyySQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScapU_FGHnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BozDk2yG9CY/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316122588152733298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScapU_FGHnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BozDk2yG9CY/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaosuuYwaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OD1IKsSKStE/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316121896567751074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaosuuYwaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OD1IKsSKStE/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ben , Candi, And Kevin at gbc's harvest festival 0'8.  This concludes pics from sept.-oct. Next batch will be November and 2 super great b-days. Have to go back to work tomorrow. YUCK! o well I'll get over it. enjoyed my time off with les, and the boys . Some people will say I did nothing, but not in my eyes, I accomplished alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-633061960587091750?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/633061960587091750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/harvest-feastival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/633061960587091750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/633061960587091750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/harvest-feastival.html' title='harvest feastival'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scap4x9PAcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1A5Z3abyySQ/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-6584441147530086546</id><published>2009-03-22T15:11:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:04:46.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScanPnLcOHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9OLybbB0MvY/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316120296814295154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScanPnLcOHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9OLybbB0MvY/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic to left is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scai7lt4eKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AFSx9kuL-oY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316115554777987234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scai7lt4eKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AFSx9kuL-oY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaiJJfinDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/sSQIqMZBhzo/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316114688208182322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaiJJfinDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/sSQIqMZBhzo/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScahodfFTUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/r0kJ9qBOiDQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316114126639287618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScahodfFTUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/r0kJ9qBOiDQ/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Action pic of Lane,#11 playing football. Jacob loves sleeping while supporting his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScahK2NVnEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EIH5ucF7oK4/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316113617879669826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScahK2NVnEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/EIH5ucF7oK4/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scoreboard says 44-8, we won! Stephen helping lane with his pads. Watch out for my ears,they're stuck to my head. Leslie and Lane acting like they like each other. Stephen and Lane&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/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScagHttc2fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WJuNddo4I6g/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316112464547207666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScagHttc2fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WJuNddo4I6g/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScafeLP7uLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PV4FYEUB7eU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316111750921959602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScafeLP7uLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PV4FYEUB7eU/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaeaeKZcOI/AAAAAAAAADs/T2L2v97n4T0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316110587767910626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScaeaeKZcOI/AAAAAAAAADs/T2L2v97n4T0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next 3 shots are of the team in the huddle. Had lots of fun supporting this big guy in the freezing cold and early sat. mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scadrq7eCCI/AAAAAAAAADk/jydHqgbs85k/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316109783741106210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/Scadrq7eCCI/AAAAAAAAADk/jydHqgbs85k/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScadKy5DYCI/AAAAAAAAADc/okA0oEbam-Q/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;th&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316109218942771234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScadKy5DYCI/AAAAAAAAADc/okA0oEbam-Q/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-6584441147530086546?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6584441147530086546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/pic-to-left-is-my-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6584441147530086546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6584441147530086546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/pic-to-left-is-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScanPnLcOHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9OLybbB0MvY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-271624864048970595</id><published>2009-03-21T19:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:01:45.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Who went and waited in line at wal-mart for the dvd of twilight? Not me but LESLIE COLLEEN SASSER did for about 40 mins until they sold out. Of course, they didn't put all of them out on the shelve because we went back today and picked one up. I never read the series or saw the movie, but heard all about it. The girls at work were all caught up in it. Les read the books, saw the movie twice, and has already seen the dvd twice. I watched it with her and asked questions, it was suggested that I read the book. So if you have read,seen the movie what did you think? who was your fav and why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-271624864048970595?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/271624864048970595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/271624864048970595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/271624864048970595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-7057923819531166883</id><published>2009-03-21T19:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:48:05.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lane's music program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWJB_sdu6I/AAAAAAAAADU/-KHK1C0EQmQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315805602551544738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWJB_sdu6I/AAAAAAAAADU/-KHK1C0EQmQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWIgysU7iI/AAAAAAAAADM/xm72QXZuTec/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315805032125623842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWIgysU7iI/AAAAAAAAADM/xm72QXZuTec/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWIAPiGPbI/AAAAAAAAADE/UZG2hMqfVCQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315804472931663282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWIAPiGPbI/AAAAAAAAADE/UZG2hMqfVCQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWHQ6L20dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2NOAIAWiF8I/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803659747381714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWHQ6L20dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2NOAIAWiF8I/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  wow! Leslie reinstructed on how to do pics, wrote down all instructions until i can do it by memory. Thanks les YOU ARE THE BEST! These are pics of stephen and lane at his school music program back in Feb. I' m having so much fun. In the group picture Lane is the 6th child from the left on the back row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-7057923819531166883?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7057923819531166883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lanes-music-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7057923819531166883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7057923819531166883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lanes-music-program.html' title='Lane&apos;s music program'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/ScWJB_sdu6I/AAAAAAAAADU/-KHK1C0EQmQ/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-6341690558790986767</id><published>2009-03-20T20:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:01:18.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip</title><content type='html'>Today I got in my little green ford focus and traveled north to Decatur, Texas. Went to spend the day with Lane and Jacob and Stephen. Even though I just got my car worked on this week I was still scared to venture to the country, all open road it was really a nice drive, windows partially down a little cool this a.m., ipod in ears, really don't know where i was going been there only twice. But I made it in around 45 mins. Had lots of fun with the boys. Played with Jake while Stephen cleaned house for Amy. He ate some stuff called sweet potatoes and corn. He loves his food. Then he wanted his daddy. He really is a big daddy's boy, don't know what he sees in him. Lane and I played every board game he owned. Went outside and we played baseball, with a tennis ball and racquetball(sp?) racket, with rocks for bases, can't get any more country than that. Stephen,Lane,&amp;amp; I put up the tent Amy got for them to sleep in tonight. Lane and I sat in there and talked for a few mins. Really enjoyed being out there with them. On the way home got a little emotional, remined me of the times when the boys were little and Sas would go out and play ball with the boys. or we would play games with them. Love them all bunches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-6341690558790986767?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6341690558790986767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/road-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6341690558790986767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6341690558790986767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/road-trip.html' title='road trip'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8388790667605602341</id><published>2009-03-18T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:42:40.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>misspelled</title><content type='html'>Please don't reprimand my spelling on my last blog, I was just so excited. I've already had my hand slapped by Leslie. Words like surprise, UNT-University of North Texas(NTU), all you teachers out there please forgive me for I have misspelled the words I will have to slow down and dust off the dictionary.(do people still use them?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8388790667605602341?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8388790667605602341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/misspelled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8388790667605602341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8388790667605602341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/misspelled.html' title='misspelled'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-4670896874046346745</id><published>2009-03-18T16:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:52:23.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update on car &amp; a surprize</title><content type='html'>Got my car back today runs as smooth as a kitten. Thanks Ben for coming to our rescue monday. And letting me use yours on tuesday to do errands. Now the big surprize- I broke down again and got me a laptop. With les probably leaving to go NTU next spring I figured I better get one so she can make sure i know the works. Exciting but real scarey it takes alot for me to do purchases like this. So thanks to the govt. for the income tax refund, I got the laptop and my car fixed. Looks like Ben and Candi's house is almost through with the remolding, can't wait to see it when they get everything back in and decorated. I'm so excited for them and my new laptop. Well I better go i'm so excited I have to go potty. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-4670896874046346745?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4670896874046346745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-car-surprize.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4670896874046346745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4670896874046346745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-car-surprize.html' title='update on car &amp; a surprize'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8490155308299257214</id><published>2009-03-17T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:05:14.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday we didn't make it to church, Les had come down with a nasty cold. So I called stephen to see if they wanted to go to lunch, before they left town for the country. We headed for Panda Express thats what Amy liked and wanted. Jacob was very vocal that day, he talked and talked in his own little language, the only thing I understood was Da Da. Why he likes him I haven't figured it out yet. It's been a while since I had seen him, and he is just as adorable now as he ever was. Hair is really coming in and yes it really is red with beautiful blue eyes. They tell me he is pulling up and going around everything. Pretty busy for a 8 month old. Precious, Precious! Took vacation this week, not going anywhere, which is good because I had to put my car in the hospital. Besides needing a super good tune-up, the troubles started mounting, a motor mount, a exhaust pipe that is difficult to get to so the $,s start adding up. get it back tomorrow. BOO! HOO! let you know more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8490155308299257214?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8490155308299257214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-we-didnt-make-it-to-church-les.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8490155308299257214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8490155308299257214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-we-didnt-make-it-to-church-les.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8739951251488982103</id><published>2009-03-14T15:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:21:23.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Class</title><content type='html'>Today I had a cooking class - It was so much fun . The teacher taught me how to stir the mixture with a litttle twist. It was most delicious . Kevin came over to have some g-mama time and did we destroy the house, made some super cool music, When Kev is here the bowls rubber utensils, pans you name it and it is all out in the kitchen, living room , everywhere something is there. Today we make-believe cooked. don't know  what we had but he enjoyed ,very yummy. he also helped me with the laundry, the clean clothes were all over the place, also, he sweeps the floor to. that's my kind of guy! really do love that kid and enjoy his visits it's a blast. And speaking of awesome kids, my no.1 grandson got straight A's on his report card last week . He's one smart cookie. He came over last saturday for a few hours. we played outside and rode the scooter. had a good time with Lane hope to see him soon . I just love those little guys in my life. They are the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8739951251488982103?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8739951251488982103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooking-class.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8739951251488982103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8739951251488982103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooking-class.html' title='Cooking Class'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-7866636863219461292</id><published>2009-03-01T06:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:48:18.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally joined the technology world...</title><content type='html'>...And got unlimited text messaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the newest addition to my family (mine, not Leslie's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaqAsMoURhI/AAAAAAAAACs/jOhb377x1SE/s1600-h/samsung-propel-att-blue_black-duo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308196607602476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaqAsMoURhI/AAAAAAAAACs/jOhb377x1SE/s320/samsung-propel-att-blue_black-duo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie thinks it's awkward to talk on but if she wanted an upgrade, like she has been trying to convince me to since forever, she had to settle and get this phone....(it was on "buy one get one free" sale...but i really just wanted to be phone twins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198254092776962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaqCMCSMdgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/40YiSbqN2Yc/s320/samsung-propel-att-red_white-duo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead of another phone she originally wanted. She keeps telling people to text her just so she has a reason to look and touch at her phone. She's so weird, I swear. I'll tell you about how she embarassed me in the AT&amp;amp;T store in another post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-7866636863219461292?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7866636863219461292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-joined-technology-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7866636863219461292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7866636863219461292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-joined-technology-world.html' title='Finally joined the technology world...'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaqAsMoURhI/AAAAAAAAACs/jOhb377x1SE/s72-c/samsung-propel-att-blue_black-duo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8671363398824502330</id><published>2009-02-24T22:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:14:05.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of Kevin giving us a recital. Leslie has shown me how to do pictures. I'll do more when she lets use her laptop. yay for me thanks Les for sparing your precious time for me.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaTEb5TVIeI/AAAAAAAAABo/elha3WRyGHQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306582244466696674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaTEb5TVIeI/AAAAAAAAABo/elha3WRyGHQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8671363398824502330?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8671363398824502330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-is-picture-of-kevin-giving-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8671363398824502330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8671363398824502330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-is-picture-of-kevin-giving-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SaTEb5TVIeI/AAAAAAAAABo/elha3WRyGHQ/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-4753412823944312284</id><published>2009-02-23T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:43:27.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>Precious little girl, Thanks for the sweet, loving essay, blog, English assignment, that you wrote about me. Can't do facebook I'm not allowed to because my daughter says I'm to old so your teacher will not get my comment. But any who, I really enjoy our head banging sessions on our way to work @ 6:20 in the morning. I'm very proud of you for overcoming the obstecals that has been put in your way so far. We have alot more hurdles to accomplish and with God we shall succeed. Thank you for being my Best Friend. I Love You.     P.S. yes the tears were there and what do you want now? j/k             luv me, MOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-4753412823944312284?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4753412823944312284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4753412823944312284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4753412823944312284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-3007080005607250344</id><published>2009-02-23T20:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:23:35.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy #2</title><content type='html'>Today, is Ben's 28th birthday. Hope you have a really super dooper day. Thanks for all the things you have helped me with in the last few years. I'm very proud of the man you have come to be.         Love you whole bunces,  Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-3007080005607250344?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3007080005607250344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-boy-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3007080005607250344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3007080005607250344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-boy-2.html' title='birthday boy #2'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8837779081791905834</id><published>2009-02-22T23:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:22:32.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>In Case My Mother Ever Doubts My Love For Her Part 386</title><content type='html'>There have been a few things I have done over the past few months to show my devoted love for my mother....and then a few not so loving things to even out the un-loving side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washed dishes all summer and christmas break...(most days)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picking up my room MOST TIMES without her asking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burning all of her favorite songs on a CD for her to listen to &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did research and made a sleep classical CD for her kids at school to listen to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made her a blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taught her how to use said blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PLAN on teaching her how to post pictures on her blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taught self how to play and sing her favorite song on the piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And recorded said song and formatted it as a ringtone for her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AND wrote a paper about her in english class that I am posting here for all to see&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd have to say my mom is a pretty significant person in my life. the past 4 1/2 years it's just been me and her since my dad has passed, and all my siblings have married and started families of their own since way before then. As much as I love my mother, I would have to say she is the most psychotic person I know. I'd chalk it up there with menopause, but it's really just her only daughter making silly and careless decisions. From testing her blood pressue medicine, to having to buy new hand soap because our old handsoap smell makes me gag from getting my mouth washed out with soap so many times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love ragging on my mom but she is one of the most kind-hearted ppeople I know. Growing up, I remember only getting "tough love." A little whining responded with counting and getting to Two would make me back down. Or making an "ugly face" would result the apathetic "Your face is going to get stuck like that." Although my brothers and I know the tough side of mom, my nephew's know a whole different side of her as she does nothing but shower them with love and spoils them rotten. As much as my mother humiliates me in front of my friends, i realize more each time how much i act exactly like her. People also say i favor her in looks, and although I'm definantly younger looking, she's always been more beautiful. When parents at her school ask me if I'm Mrs. Sasser's daughter, I claim that i'm adopted or that she is really my sister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past four years have been hard, with both of us (or me) being stubborn, and in habit of hiding our feelings from eachother at first. She's always been there and supported me in almost everything i do. She's not only my mother, but she is also my best friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah, we'll talk about the unloving things in another post. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh. and i posted this on facebook because some grade thing and could really use some "critique" comments because that's part of my grade. So if we're not friends please add me - Leslie Colleen Sasser - and comment. I really just posted this here because i wanted my mommy and the whole world to see :) Have a good day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8837779081791905834?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8837779081791905834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-case-my-mother-ever-doubts-my-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8837779081791905834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8837779081791905834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-case-my-mother-ever-doubts-my-love.html' title='In Case My Mother Ever Doubts My Love For Her Part 386'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8546013361181597826</id><published>2009-02-20T19:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:45:32.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>I'm still waiting for leslie to show me how to do pics. I actually posted something about this topic already but a certain daughter probably deleted it i think. NO! I know she did. One day all the things she does to me are going to come back and haunt her and I'll get revenge . HA! HA! HA!        LESLIE COLLEEN SASSER YOU ARE SORRY AND A BIG BRAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8546013361181597826?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8546013361181597826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8546013361181597826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8546013361181597826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-3293214164935168910</id><published>2009-02-17T08:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:42:25.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AH HA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SZrLFCNEsNI/AAAAAAAAABg/fmM5rA59_Ig/s1600-h/me+and+lane_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303774798533669074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SZrLFCNEsNI/AAAAAAAAABg/fmM5rA59_Ig/s320/me+and+lane_picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For All You Juno Lovers:&lt;br /&gt;Juno: Your shorts look especially gold today&lt;br /&gt;Bleeker: Yeah, my mom uses color safe bleach&lt;br /&gt;Juno: Go Carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out how to post pictures...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SZrE_ub_eDI/AAAAAAAAABI/rZ92FWX8EPA/s1600-h/l_06a13aa1531a4f02afb5812184e9c109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother should be proud how smart her daughter is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Clayton Lane is my favorite nephew if you couldnt tell...JUST KIDDING! sort of. no, I really am kidding. Kevin is working his way up there :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. I "re-did" (lack of a better word) this photo at picnik.com (I don't know how to do links yet) but I got the site from Leigh (again with the linking - Mom is subscribed to her blog in the sidebar titled "Leigh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. p.p.s.s. this is Leslie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-3293214164935168910?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3293214164935168910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/ah-ha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3293214164935168910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/3293214164935168910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/ah-ha.html' title='AH HA!!'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SZrLFCNEsNI/AAAAAAAAABg/fmM5rA59_Ig/s72-c/me+and+lane_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-949552801422126840</id><published>2009-02-15T15:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:38:19.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHEN !  Hope it is a happy one. Just think your almost over the first hill. I texted stephen at 7:45 this a.m. to wish him a happy b-day even though he's officially not 29 till 11:30a.m. but oh well he got the message. My date with Kevin was so much fun. First he , Leslie and I fixed dinner. It was most delicious, we are good cooks together. While i cleaned up he played with the bowls, and spatulas making some beautiful music. He then got a bath and went to watch Dog Hotel with leslie on her laptop they were so cute together, he also was playing on her cell phone. then his dad called said not to let him go to sleep so we went and sat at the table, checked out all my goodies i got at work today. And leslie put a red ribbon in his hair. They are so silly. We had lots -lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-949552801422126840?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/949552801422126840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/949552801422126840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/949552801422126840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-6510516878962916755</id><published>2009-02-12T18:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:05:53.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A  DATE</title><content type='html'>O.K. I can't hold it in any longer, I have a Valentines date . He is a Very handsome young man. Younger than me, Dark hair. big brown eyes, He's to die for. It's set for friday instead of saturday, thats the only time he could get away from his mommy &amp;amp; daddy. lol Yes you have guessed right Kevin is coming for a visit while his daddy takes his sweetheart on a well deserved night out on the town. Can't hardly wait til tomorrow. I'll let you know how our evening goes later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-6510516878962916755?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6510516878962916755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/date.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6510516878962916755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6510516878962916755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/date.html' title='A  DATE'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-4319626887385801822</id><published>2009-02-09T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:26:13.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's visit</title><content type='html'>Jacob was feeling better hadn't ran any fever for 2 days. So he got to come play at g-mama's. Amy had a meeting at church sat. called to see if he could come over. Thats a dumb question heck yea he can. But i kinda got in trouble, he was to drink his bottle but he refused no matter what I tried, so Leslie gave him a cracker. Thought he would just play with it more than eat it. And Amy came back saw the cracker, he's not on regular food. She wasn't really mad. One good thing he did drink his juice bottle. Guess the cracker made him thirsty. But still enjoyed my Jake visit. Then I bleached the house, for the next little boy who calls to come to g-mama's. I just love those 2 little boys and the big young man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-4319626887385801822?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4319626887385801822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/jacobs-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4319626887385801822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/4319626887385801822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/jacobs-visit.html' title='Jacob&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-8020618312283993516</id><published>2009-02-06T17:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:13:46.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, no jury duty, kinda sad , really wanted to serve.  Dtv has been postponed til June apparently people couldn't or wouldn't get their coupons or stores were out of boxes, I don,t believe that hog wash. I called for mine and got within the month went to 3 stores all had them so whats the big deal people only I have trouble with channel 8.  Please keep all 3 of my grandsons in prayer---Kevin was really sick last week , trips to E.R. and urgent care. Ben said he is back to his old self. Busy, Busy, Busy. Jacob was also in E.R. this week, diagnosed with RSV doing a little better. Lane is not sick lets just hope he doesn't get that way. Also, pray for their moms &amp;amp; dads ----so they will stay healthy. Lane's school had a choir program last night it was really awesome, They sang patriotic songs the last one was the best, it was dedicated to the veterns. hte song they sang was "Thank A Vet" Kudos to Mrs. Youngblood for a great job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-8020618312283993516?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8020618312283993516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-no-jury-duty-kinda-sad-really.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8020618312283993516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/8020618312283993516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-no-jury-duty-kinda-sad-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-6709846849677750714</id><published>2009-02-03T19:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:17:25.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibberish</title><content type='html'>I have Jury Duty tomorrow. Kinda, excited about it. If I get chosen really hope its a real cool one. I'll keep you posted on what comes of it. And Leslie as of right now cable is out of the question. That word is not in my vocabulary. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-6709846849677750714?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6709846849677750714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/jibberish.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6709846849677750714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/6709846849677750714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/jibberish.html' title='Jibberish'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-2969091386791316619</id><published>2009-02-01T19:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:10:12.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DTV - Feb.17?</title><content type='html'>Let's talk dtv converters: I know this is supposed to be a good thing but for me it's not. I have 2 converters, 1 magnavox and 1 zenith. my problem is neither one can get channel 8 in the living room. Just frustrated cause thats the station most of my fav shows are on. Called magnavox they told me to wait till the 17, If it dosen't work its probably a bad box. I don't think so cause no 2 different boxes could have the same problem. Besides that i put the Zenith in my room and 8 comes in great. Yes, i know what your saying watch it in the room. NO! I'll fall asleep. Even though I'll wake up 6-8 times a night. Sometimes i go back to sleep, alot times its a few hours later.(another subject) I've thrown my hands up in the air and I'm emailing channel 8 to hear their story on what to do or I'll get Les to do my dirty work, She is much better at getting my frustration put in words. Any other ideas let me know at this point I'm all game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-2969091386791316619?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2969091386791316619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/dtv-feb17.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2969091386791316619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/2969091386791316619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/dtv-feb17.html' title='DTV - Feb.17?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-7849177339379663875</id><published>2009-01-31T19:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:11:29.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Braggin rights</title><content type='html'>Most of you would not know this little tidbit about Les but that girl has some hidden talent. She learned to play Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's by ear. Thats right no music. Not only did she play, but sang it also. I think thats pretty talented only having 2 months worth of piano lessons. That is one of my fav songs. And now its one of my ring tones. I know your saying you can get any where but not with Leslie Colleen Sasser singing and playing it. I would love for you to hear it just ask. I am very proud of her accomplishments. She has become my very best friend over the last 4 years. Love her bunches.  Keep up the good work! My precious baby angel cakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-7849177339379663875?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7849177339379663875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/braggin-rights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7849177339379663875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/7849177339379663875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/braggin-rights.html' title='Braggin rights'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-683917831107507893</id><published>2009-01-29T22:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:50:00.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was going to post, but some how I screwed up. Could not get on my blog, so Leslie got home from school ,told her what happened and what did I hear? A lecture about not blogging. And I was going to blog about her. FORGET THAT IDEA! Here is a better subject! Kevin William Sasser came over to play last night. We had so much fun. He really likes to play on aunt LeeLee's piano and We talked to each other on the cell phone. Just love that little man ! He is always going , never stops! wish I had some of his energy. We had pretty much all his toys out playing. But one good thing about this little guy, he helps you pick them all up. Thanks Ben and Candi for coming over and giving me an awesome grandson. Love you guys. And don't even say it Les, he is not my favorite. I love the other two, Lane and Jacob, just as much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-683917831107507893?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/683917831107507893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/kevin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/683917831107507893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/683917831107507893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/kevin.html' title='Kevin'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-659022324982901634</id><published>2009-01-25T00:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:32:23.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>To: Gail Annette Sasser&lt;br /&gt;From: Leslie Colleen Sasser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you beg me to make a blog for you and teach you how to use it practically forever, yet you never use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me you have nothing to say but I have seen some of the useless stuff people have put on here, and I know you have read them too..Yet we all still read them. It's seriously a guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can blog about the problems we have with the digital converter box and never getting channel 8 anymore and you're so upset over it, and you talk about it practically every day, because now you can't watch the news...because the 5 other regular TV stations doesn't have the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can blog about tonight, when you were watching a movie, and I kept stirring my hot chocolate, banging the spoon against the glass, causing you to rewind and stop your movie because i was making so much rackit (racket?) you missed some words they said (now you know how I feel when a good song comes on the radio and you like talking during the one song they don't play over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even blog about the word rackit/racket might not be a word...yet you use it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also blog about the time I found the jury duty slip in the mailbox, thinking it was for me and got all excited because I've never had jury duty before....and it was really for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or blog about the other day when I showed you what emo kids look like, and you spent the whole day pointing them out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or about how your initials spell G.A.S.....that will ALWAYS be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, so many options and possibilities out there. Just remember to use correct grammer. Commas are your friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. If you don't blog for another week, I'm leaving embarassing comments on everone's blog. Even to strange men in India saying "Hey Sexy..." ....they may even respond back...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.S. Shout out to LaSha and Sarah Sullivan-Married-Name for being mom's first followers!! yay! I was more excited than she was :) haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-659022324982901634?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/659022324982901634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/659022324982901634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/659022324982901634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-840067256967258690</id><published>2009-01-02T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:00:43.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a HAPPY NEW YEAR!  Had to work on the 31st.  We were down so I was very bored. Looked for different things to do. I am very lucky to have a boss that will let us stay the whole day even if there isn't enough kids there.  Then went partying, (ha ha) Robert and Donalyn always have a dinner, games, lots of friends over to welcome in the New Year.Put it this way bingo was the hit can you say old people. Every one there was 60 or over except me.  I need to find younger friends.  Have you ever noticed that all the sale ads in Jan focus on organization and getting fit. How many of you out there make resolutions on exercising and losing weight and keep them, not attempt to But are SUCCESSFUL?  Guess I'll go for now good luck with your resolutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-840067256967258690?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/840067256967258690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hope-everyone-had-happy-new-year-had-to.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/840067256967258690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/840067256967258690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/hope-everyone-had-happy-new-year-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-307113169302926387</id><published>2008-12-28T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:51:10.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We met Amy and the boys at Rosa's after church for lunch.  Lane was ready for aggravation. After him and leslie were through they decided it was wet willie time. Jacob got to eat sweet potatoes and then came the dreaded peas. He did everything in his power not to eat them but mom was boss don't eat them now you get them tomorrow (first for peas) . He tried wasn't impressed gets them tomorrow sorry buddy I feel for ya. Stephen joined us after work, then Lane had to go to his moms. I love every moment I get with that big monster boy. Afterwards Amy brought Jacob over . We squealed and had belly laughs. Jacob is our happy baby always smiling. All of my grandsons bring so much joy to my life it just makes my day, week,or month when I get to have special times like today with them. Then came down the Christmas decorations. Leslie went to Sarah's so she wouldn't have to help.( she will deny it) But still love her any ways. Guess what I did this post without her help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-307113169302926387?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/307113169302926387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-met-amy-and-boys-at-rosas-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/307113169302926387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/307113169302926387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-met-amy-and-boys-at-rosas-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-1716074724621428287</id><published>2008-12-27T20:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:27:20.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasser Christmas</title><content type='html'>We had Sasser christmas today. The boys and their families came over. Leslie fixed spaghetti for us. Stephen, Ben, Leslie, and Lane played DDR, While Kevin tried to make them mess up by trying to get in on the action and Jacob watched all the action on the t.v. Us smart ones (Amy, Candi, and I) took pics and laughed at the others. Then the best part PRESENTS! This year we only got gifts for the kids. Accept Les didn't follow the rules because she gave me my last one tonight. Over the last 3 months, She taught herself to play the song Hey There Delilah (one of my favs) on the piano, she sung and played it for us. That was one of my gifts from her. All in all we had a great time with each other. Will post pics when Leslie teaches me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now she's watching the spanish music channel in her "gangster" clothes. She says she likes to look the part of what she's watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want a 20-year-old? she's free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1629144914844206374-1716074724621428287?l=g-mamahouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1716074724621428287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/sasser-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1716074724621428287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1629144914844206374/posts/default/1716074724621428287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g-mamahouse.blogspot.com/2008/12/sasser-christmas.html' title='Sasser Christmas'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005206040140641503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AYauFkHOQ-Q/SVFehu-oV5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/VKWnxtmvVrM/S220/mom+and+kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1629144914844206374.post-1396127050963917948</id><published>2008-12-23T07:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:30:59.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS, G-MAMA!!</title><content type='html'>Hello mom! (aka G-Mama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Ben and Candi got a blog and you found out Mrs. McCollough has a blog you have been wanting one and kept asking me to make you one. And I always hated the idea of having to teach you how to use this, but being the loving daughter I am, not to mention poor college student (I bet you 5 bucks Candi is showing this to Ben and he says a comment about my unemployment as of now, although i don't have 5 dollars, so yeah.) I decided to give in and make you your very own blog for christmas!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Merry Christmas and I hope you enjoy your blog to talk about Clayton Lane's games, Kevin's ability to talk now, and how much Jake looks soooooo much like Stephen, and how (even though i'm not a grandchild) I always seem to find ways to test your patience, just for the sake to make sure your blood pressure medicine is working properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the only post I will be making on here (it still is early before christmas so i might post a couple pictures just to get you started) and well...yeah...conclusions were never my best asset soo....have a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;Leslie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. For everyone reading this, this wasn't the only thing i got my loving mother. I'm not that heartless. 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