<?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-7642290615415376657</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:47:32.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillin Household</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2700068224056442257</id><published>2010-05-11T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:28:24.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty</title><content type='html'>Nasty is all I can say about the "lemonade" mixture. I took one drink this morning and my mouth was on fire from the cayenne pepper. So, I did what any person trying to cleanse and headed for the nearest McDonalds and grabbed an Egg McMuffin!!!! Hahaha!! So needless to say, I will not be doing that cleanse after all! I know, I lack will power!!!&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note I got a Flip video camera. Those things are so cheap and very easy to use. Check out my first video!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-183c441b015a8f45" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D183c441b015a8f45%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331844616%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3466A484EBE60FD31052BB417344A5BBC5B836C2.31417FB69313C0C69C7FA018FA5DC6BB1EAF45D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D183c441b015a8f45%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DanHE9zowbm0GUnhriUyYvB7S8WQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D183c441b015a8f45%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331844616%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3466A484EBE60FD31052BB417344A5BBC5B836C2.31417FB69313C0C69C7FA018FA5DC6BB1EAF45D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D183c441b015a8f45%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DanHE9zowbm0GUnhriUyYvB7S8WQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2700068224056442257?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2700068224056442257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2700068224056442257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2700068224056442257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2700068224056442257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2010/05/nasty.html' title='Nasty'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-867293409104930337</id><published>2010-05-10T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:09:43.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Cleanse!</title><content type='html'>Ugh, I am going to embark on a cleanse to begin tomorrow! I have committed to 3 days. It will be only a "lemonade" concotion and water only. No food at all! I should feel pretty bad unfortunately!!&lt;br /&gt;Lame prayer request, but please pray for me to have the self control to withstand 3 days if not more! I have never been one to stick to anything, but I know I need to detox!! (not drugs or anything) I will check in with my progress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-867293409104930337?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/867293409104930337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=867293409104930337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/867293409104930337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/867293409104930337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2010/05/master-cleanse.html' title='Master Cleanse!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2113229568057808792</id><published>2010-05-02T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:35:03.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look what Emme got today!  Yes, she is spoiled rotten!! Grandma Goosey (David's mom) got her a playhouse for the backyard. It is complete with electricity, electrical outlets, doors, working windows, curtains, and a little front porch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took her to Home Depot to pick out a flower pot and her very own flowers for her front porch that she will be responsible for. She was very excited to plant the yellow flowers in their red pot. She did however, spill more dirt on the ground than the pot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended up hiring movers to move the playhouse to the backyard. It came from a half mile away, and it was the best $175 we have spent!! The movers had a heck of a time loading the house on the trailer, and then a heck of a heck of a time getting the house into our backyard. David even had to take the fence down in order to get it through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really wasn't sure who was more excited, me or Emme? I have always wanted a playhouse. My best friend across the street had one and we had the best times and best clubs in that thing!  I know for sure Emme was ecstatic. As soon as the movers left, she had me in the playroom moving tables and chairs and of course babybeds into her new house. She even told me she wants to put a little bed out there!! She's a nut, and I am so glad she has this, as it will last her a good couple of years with lots of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I am off to bed as I have absolutely terrible allergies and about 10 ulcers in my mouth!! They hurt like crazy. I am thinking a Dr visit might be in order!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S95B4CWi0XI/AAAAAAAAAXg/H6FyKkUV3qc/s1600/may.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466879428634268018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S95B4CWi0XI/AAAAAAAAAXg/H6FyKkUV3qc/s320/may.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The movers working hard to move this gigantic 1k lbs house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S95BkDpfpRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qR9POv6Ourg/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466879085384803602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S95BkDpfpRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qR9POv6Ourg/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome home!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2113229568057808792?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2113229568057808792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2113229568057808792' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2113229568057808792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2113229568057808792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S95B4CWi0XI/AAAAAAAAAXg/H6FyKkUV3qc/s72-c/may.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5607001460551069059</id><published>2010-04-28T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:14:58.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Mood</title><content type='html'>Well, I realize it has been 4 months since I last posted anything on my blog, so I am here and was in the mood to blog!&lt;br /&gt;There is way too much to post to catch up for the last 4 months, so I shall post our present lives as we know them today!&lt;br /&gt;We have become quite the little gardeners in our small raised garden in the backyard. We have tons of strawberries, lettuce, corn, cilantro, carrots, and some peppers. We also have some herbs growing in pots. I am so proud I have even figured out how to make a bug repellent! Whooohooo for organic gardening!&lt;br /&gt;Today David and I were a bit under the weather, so Emme went to play with her friends KK (Kennedy) and Kaylor. My friend  Stephanie was so sweet taking her to play all day. I know Emme had a great time, as she showed all the signs of a fabulous day. 1) She was pink cheeked 2) Exhausted 3) Acted silly 4) When she got home and layed in my bed to tell me about her day, sand poured out of her clothes 5) When she pulled her panties down to get in the bath, sand poured out of them all over the floor 6) The film of sand and dirt on the bottom of the bath tub was incredible&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you Stephanie for taking care of my Emme!&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I am tired of being sick, so I am pretending I am healthy and going about my life!&lt;br /&gt;We shall see what the next couple of days bring. Emme is getting a playhouse for the backyard, so some great pictures of that should come soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S9jn478RSmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WvqqN7CT1a0/s1600/str.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465373113163270754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S9jn478RSmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WvqqN7CT1a0/s320/str.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots  of strawberries almost ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S9jnyMNqbaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/LZaJe2EcGxo/s1600/strawberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465372997272104354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S9jnyMNqbaI/AAAAAAAAAXI/LZaJe2EcGxo/s320/strawberry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, the fruits of our labor. We shall enjoy strawberry shortcakes tomorrow! I love Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5607001460551069059?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5607001460551069059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5607001460551069059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5607001460551069059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5607001460551069059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-mood.html' title='In the Mood'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/S9jn478RSmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/WvqqN7CT1a0/s72-c/str.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8556095544234304830</id><published>2009-12-30T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:26:28.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Well, less than 2 hours and I will officially be 31 years old!!! Ugh, it sounds so old, but I still feel immature and very young! Not sure that is all a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little something about me you did not know was that 31 years ago in 1978, there was a terrible and historical ice storm in Dallas. My mom had already planned to have me at home and had been seeing her midwife, Donna throughout the pregnancy. On the 30th,, my mom went into labor with me. The weather worsened and the power went out, so they send my Uncle Jeff out to Euless to pick up Donna, the Midwife. Uncle Jeff still remembers the treacherous drive going to get her. By around 6:30 am on December 31st, 1978, my mom gave birth to a very healthy baby girl,  that's me! I was born at home with flashlights and a fire. Very crazy, but it made for a great story!&lt;br /&gt;27 years after Donna delivered me, she assisted me in delivering my little Princess, Emme at home. Some people call us crazy, or careless, but to each their own!!&lt;br /&gt;So here I am 31 years later with a great husband, Precious daughter, home, and everything we need, and our health, and I could not be more thankful. I hope for many many more years like this one. I am so happy with my life and family, friends, old and new!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8556095544234304830?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8556095544234304830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8556095544234304830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8556095544234304830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8556095544234304830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2213550051977139947</id><published>2009-12-29T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:26:39.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh where, Oh where could my camera be???</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I left it behind at my parents house! Ugh! It will arrive tomorrow, and I can't wait to download my Christmas pictures and post and blog. So stay tuned and shall update soon with everything we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait...nevermind!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2213550051977139947?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2213550051977139947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2213550051977139947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2213550051977139947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2213550051977139947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-where-oh-where-could-my-camera-be.html' title='Oh where, Oh where could my camera be???'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4465957713393598695</id><published>2009-12-19T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:21:37.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Wonderful Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we celebrated 60 years of fabulous marriage for my Grandparents. They are so incredible sweet to one another and they truly complete each other. Granny is literally the eyes for Grandfather as his sight has failed him in the last couple of years. He is her true companion in everything they do. After 60 years of marriage and being well into their 80's they are still as in love as they were when they were dating. I cannot fathom knowing and loving someone that long. I hope that I can accomplish the same successful and amazing marriage. Thank you for modeling such a loving relationship to your children, grandchildren, and now your great grand children. I love you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They celebrated by staying at the beautiful Gaylord Texan for two nights. We met them there this morning for a huge breakfast. It was great to share breakfastwith them and then tour around the hotel and take lots of pictures in all the fun locations. The girls really thought they were on a photo shoot! I only posted a couple of pictures, but there are millions, believe me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15vcND-eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nqPIqFsqhko/s1600-h/December+2009+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119782728366562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15vcND-eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nqPIqFsqhko/s320/December+2009+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granny and Papa 60 Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15otRWjgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zOtLDRDQGe8/s1600-h/December+2009+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119667050679810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15otRWjgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zOtLDRDQGe8/s320/December+2009+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granny and Papa and 3 of their 12 Great Grand Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15a18PE8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pxqAlECqVE4/s1600-h/December+2009+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119428859859906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15a18PE8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pxqAlECqVE4/s320/December+2009+139.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/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15Jm-5gaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/S632APR8Mjo/s1600-h/December+2009+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417119132786721186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15Jm-5gaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/S632APR8Mjo/s320/December+2009+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi, Hannah, and Emme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14-WK-OdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GBw3mhnsDLU/s1600-h/December+2009+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417118939295398354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14-WK-OdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GBw3mhnsDLU/s320/December+2009+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Priss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This evening, Heidi and Hannah came over so mom and dad could go on a much needed date. We ate pizza, watched a Christmas movie and then topped off the evening with a gingerbread house. They could hardly contain themselves from eating all the candy before it went on house. It was lovely, then they got a couple of minutes to enjoy the candy. Now they are off playing tag!!!&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/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14z66YSeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/z1PSGa2Z8OE/s1600-h/December+2009+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417118760179354082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14z66YSeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/z1PSGa2Z8OE/s320/December+2009+184.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/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14tPv9zLI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RQN6l6AgAwE/s1600-h/December+2009+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417118645513735346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy14tPv9zLI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RQN6l6AgAwE/s320/December+2009+181.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;/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/7642290615415376657-4465957713393598695?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4465957713393598695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4465957713393598695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4465957713393598695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4465957713393598695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/60-wonderful-years.html' title='60 Wonderful Years'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sy15vcND-eI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nqPIqFsqhko/s72-c/December+2009+177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1236618109494625218</id><published>2009-12-18T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:10:15.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywlWP5gWcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/X6d130aZJ14/s1600-h/December+2009+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416745515974941122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywlWP5gWcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/X6d130aZJ14/s320/December+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday was Emme's very first movie debut. We took her to see The Princess and the Frog. It was very cute. She got all dressed up and insisted on her navy and red apple shoes to wear with her Christmas dress because they matched....they had red in them!!! She packed her new Sleeping Beauty purse full of the nessecities, brush, lipstick, fake cell phone, McDonalds toy, and plenty of jewelry. We handed her $5 for her snacks at the movies, so she put it in her purse and acted like she was 16! She got to carry her own ticket in and pay the man when she ordered her own popcorn. She really thought she was very important stuff! Once in the movie, she got comfortable and enjoyed all the very long previews and finally the movie began. She did great for about an hour, then she needed a bathroom break and to run in the lobby. She did finish it out, but I really think hubby enjoyed the movie more than she did!!! Oh yes, only one picture from this special day, as I could not figure my cameras flash out. Very frustrating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday, Emme got to enjoy her class party at school. The parents were invited to join in on the fun and enjoy a small performance. I was ready with camera and video camera in hand. Even Daddy got to go too.  All the kids were pumped. They had cupcakes, cookies, different cupcakes, candy canes, Hawaiin punch, received more goodies from all their friends, and a great gift from the teacher. Uh, and to think I was brave enough to let 3 extra little girls go home with me after all the sugar!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywiNGWCfCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/mPTkEfq_29Y/s1600-h/December+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416742060256558114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywiNGWCfCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/mPTkEfq_29Y/s320/December+2009+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The all were wearing their reindeer hats made from their foot print and hand prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sywh7SB6mcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Gm5tHtU63cg/s1600-h/December+2009+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416741754155735490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sywh7SB6mcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Gm5tHtU63cg/s320/December+2009+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids presented their parents with this ornament they made from their fingerprints. I love it! I will forever decorate my tree with all the homemade ornaments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywhqmWK-cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HWFrJ-N_gl0/s1600-h/December+2009+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416741467551627714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywhqmWK-cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HWFrJ-N_gl0/s320/December+2009+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme and Addy enjoying some more sugar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywhfMC5M4I/AAAAAAAAAU4/sZb_ZxnAsT8/s1600-h/December+2009+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416741271512888194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywhfMC5M4I/AAAAAAAAAU4/sZb_ZxnAsT8/s320/December+2009+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off a cookie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to attempt to attach a video of her song performance, so stay posted for it soon. Oh yes, the kids also got to serve the parents juice and cupcakes. They were so proud of themselves. Emme really has gotten into a great group of kiddos at a great school. Her teacher is great, and has to have a special gift to handle that group of energetic 3 and 4 years old!!! Thank you Jesus!&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/7642290615415376657-1236618109494625218?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1236618109494625218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1236618109494625218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1236618109494625218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1236618109494625218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-was-emmes-very-first-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SywlWP5gWcI/AAAAAAAAAWI/X6d130aZJ14/s72-c/December+2009+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4278707938609248652</id><published>2009-12-14T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:53:43.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall we catch up? I will go through pictures for the month that lead up to today for our update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBRWWMfNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dFj3rTwMys0/s1600-h/December+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415298474504387794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBRWWMfNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dFj3rTwMys0/s320/December+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme put on my sleep mask and said it was her bra. She is so funny! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBMwh0slI/AAAAAAAAAUg/P3Y-QIFQJwY/s1600-h/December+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415298395633136210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBMwh0slI/AAAAAAAAAUg/P3Y-QIFQJwY/s320/December+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme also tried on Daddy's underpants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBFJoN-eI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9lgsZGRwwYQ/s1600-h/December+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415298264931891682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBFJoN-eI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9lgsZGRwwYQ/s320/December+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme posed on the ladder to the attic! Right after this picture she let go to adjust her hat and fell off! Oops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycA_pI_FHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LivGoJbBX44/s1600-h/December+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415298170311611506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycA_pI_FHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LivGoJbBX44/s320/December+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Emme decorating the tree. It took me a while to get it together to actually decorate. I usually can't wait for Thanksgiving to be over, but this year I had a little trouble getting into gear. However, I did have all my Christmas shopping just about finished before Thanksgiving. Shopping is that part I love about Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAthogb4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9oyDEINXfKE/s1600-h/December+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297859058691970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAthogb4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9oyDEINXfKE/s320/December+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy helped Emme put the star on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAhPW4Y7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/CjAzbGAcoe4/s1600-h/December+2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297647994495922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAhPW4Y7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/CjAzbGAcoe4/s320/December+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wylie held their annual Christmas Parade downtown. We love living in a small town, because they offer so many things to do during the holidays and Fall. It was more than cold at the parade. We ended up leaving early and headed for mexican food instead so we could warm up. We went with our good friends kristy and Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAaBu-lRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ADIRRYfzS9c/s1600-h/December+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297524078384402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAaBu-lRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ADIRRYfzS9c/s320/December+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my precious before the parade began.  This picture actually made it to our Christmas card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAQ44yttI/AAAAAAAAATw/LDfe8o7JOtw/s1600-h/December+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297367084807890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAQ44yttI/AAAAAAAAATw/LDfe8o7JOtw/s320/December+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was cold and probably a bit miserable, so she is doing her tooty face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAJa8c_4I/AAAAAAAAATo/U0HPGq-TjG8/s1600-h/December+2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297238788013954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycAJa8c_4I/AAAAAAAAATo/U0HPGq-TjG8/s320/December+2009+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the other picture that made it to our card this year. She did so good. I was pleasantly surprised when she sat down, I took two pictures and this was the first and there was no bribery needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb__c5JnbI/AAAAAAAAATg/DuI1ZZbAtDk/s1600-h/December+2009+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415297067512339890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb__c5JnbI/AAAAAAAAATg/DuI1ZZbAtDk/s320/December+2009+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was her Christmas Show Off at Dance. She did everything but dance!! She stood there and smiled, giggled, dug in her nose, fell down, faked falling down, talked...and so on. We are wondering if we are wasting our money on tuition for her!! Hopefully she will improve before June when she has her big recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_3D3_j2I/AAAAAAAAATY/OHEFwb_MEUY/s1600-h/December+2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296923357646690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_3D3_j2I/AAAAAAAAATY/OHEFwb_MEUY/s320/December+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she fell down and thought that was fun, so she did it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_wbmWyGI/AAAAAAAAATQ/HqYJZHKOwxg/s1600-h/December+2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296809467037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_wbmWyGI/AAAAAAAAATQ/HqYJZHKOwxg/s320/December+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme and her good friend Addy. They are cute together and they also go to school together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_om9vpbI/AAAAAAAAATI/XFvJnGoGgjM/s1600-h/December+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296675078972850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_om9vpbI/AAAAAAAAATI/XFvJnGoGgjM/s320/December+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the show, they got to have  a party complete with cupcakes, 2 cookies, chips, Caprisun, and suckerss!! I was in ahh at how much sugar they were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_acyxhAI/AAAAAAAAATA/XZm7toN_6ck/s1600-h/December+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296431830434818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_acyxhAI/AAAAAAAAATA/XZm7toN_6ck/s320/December+2009+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dance today, we headed to Northpark for some shopping and Christmas festivities. We got to see the dogs and cats for adoption. Emme loved that! But we are dog free right now and I do not plan on adding a pet to our family....ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_S616I3I/AAAAAAAAAS4/pTskQs9hB_g/s1600-h/December+2009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296302457693042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_S616I3I/AAAAAAAAAS4/pTskQs9hB_g/s320/December+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to see the train exhibit. That was neat. Amazing how they can make everything so little! E had a great time. Don't you love the paper conductor hat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_KY1Ze5I/AAAAAAAAASw/6KoG337l3Ng/s1600-h/December+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296155889793938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_KY1Ze5I/AAAAAAAAASw/6KoG337l3Ng/s320/December+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another pic by the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_CrzZtnI/AAAAAAAAASo/sf4vREMIdkA/s1600-h/December+2009+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415296023542740594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb_CrzZtnI/AAAAAAAAASo/sf4vREMIdkA/s320/December+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View atop dad's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb-2w3Mg2I/AAAAAAAAASg/YPxC8NxtJF4/s1600-h/December+2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415295818742399842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Syb-2w3Mg2I/AAAAAAAAASg/YPxC8NxtJF4/s320/December+2009+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, do you think she is a diva or what!? This is her new stance when posing at anytime. I absolutely love it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were at the mall we saw Santa, but Emme would not get close. She says she is affraid of him and does not like his beard. We got to enjoy a puppet show. It was Emme's first puppet show and she called it a Poppit Show! She really liked and it was really on her level. If you haven't gone, you should go. It is all free except the trains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am planning to take her to see The Princess and the Frog on Wednesday, so pictures shall follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, excluding making memories with my daughter and hubby, my other favorite part of the day was when hubby let me open my present. I will post some pictures of my early Chrsitmas present. The absolute best ever!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, after a family dinner, we made chocolate chip cookies together too. I love, love, love family days! Best ever!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-4278707938609248652?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4278707938609248652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4278707938609248652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4278707938609248652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4278707938609248652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SycBRWWMfNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/dFj3rTwMys0/s72-c/December+2009+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6248368840728810184</id><published>2009-12-01T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:53:19.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...</title><content type='html'>Well, I am at a loss as to what to blog about today. I know I haven't blogged about Tday yet, and I plan to soon. So I will put that on my to do list! I haven't put up my tree, but I am planning to!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I will get back with yall tomorrow...hopefully. I will put my thoughts together and try to organize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6248368840728810184?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6248368840728810184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6248368840728810184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6248368840728810184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6248368840728810184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/12/uh.html' title='Uh...'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-936360606346414723</id><published>2009-11-24T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:37:27.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we had a blast at our Cookie Making Party.  We had a couple of friends over from Emme's class long with some of their siblings and we decorated cookies, and made handprint Turkey's. The kids had a great time. There was a total of 9 kids and 5 Moms! The kids played dress-up, played in the backyard, watched a movie, and ran around like crazy kids. I got to visit with all the Moms. It was a lot of fun, and now I am exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is Tday Eve, therefore, it means I must clean the house and get to cooking and setting up the house for lots of family. Uh, I can't wait for Friday, so I can relax and eat leftovers!! Oh wait, there will be no rest for me, it will be time to decorate for Christmas!!! Maybe in January I can relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyW-9ms4vI/AAAAAAAAASY/4GnqBdIZgc4/s1600/November+09+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407863260998066930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyW-9ms4vI/AAAAAAAAASY/4GnqBdIZgc4/s320/November+09+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KK, Addy, Emme, and Kaylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyWy9lLyPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EZ8ppxDd-XQ/s1600/November+09+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407863054833273074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyWy9lLyPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EZ8ppxDd-XQ/s320/November+09+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme, Heidi, and Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyWpAO70mI/AAAAAAAAASI/rwqxhMU4jOE/s1600/November+09+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407862883746566754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyWpAO70mI/AAAAAAAAASI/rwqxhMU4jOE/s320/November+09+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hard at work creating their masterpieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7642290615415376657-936360606346414723?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/936360606346414723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=936360606346414723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/936360606346414723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/936360606346414723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SwyW-9ms4vI/AAAAAAAAASY/4GnqBdIZgc4/s72-c/November+09+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7617486395180527616</id><published>2009-11-23T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:55:33.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking and Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme helped me make sugar cookies for her cookie decorating party tomorrow with some kids from her class.  She loved to flour her roller and roll it out. She was talking about how she was doing everything, she sounded like Rachel Ray!! Oh, yes, she is only wearing panties with her apron!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sws7ph7oSOI/AAAAAAAAASA/VutIcFcOLEw/s1600/November+09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407481362257561826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sws7ph7oSOI/AAAAAAAAASA/VutIcFcOLEw/s320/November+09+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, it is not me on a date with hubby, but Miss Emme is on a date with Daddy!  She was very excited to dress-up in a fancy dress. She got herself all dressed and put her headband in and she wanted make-up and perfume! I asked her where they were going on the date and she said "Chicken Lay" (Chick Fil A). Whoohoo, what a great extravagant date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, I am so lucky to have a husband that loves his daughter and will take her and treat her so special!! and me too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sws7ij1dyzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/liJ3uSt5dl0/s1600/November+09+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407481242509495090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sws7ij1dyzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/liJ3uSt5dl0/s320/November+09+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7617486395180527616?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7617486395180527616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7617486395180527616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7617486395180527616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7617486395180527616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/baking-and-date-night.html' title='Baking and Date Night'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Sws7ph7oSOI/AAAAAAAAASA/VutIcFcOLEw/s72-c/November+09+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8931845966813600658</id><published>2009-11-20T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:35:21.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I already blogged about our morning, but let me just say it again...It was such a great morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After lounging for hours this morning, we met Emme's friends KK (Kennedy) and Kaylor at Chick Fil A for lunch and 2 hours of play. Then we picked up hubby and went to Walmart for the Thanksgiving Day spread. I got a 21lbs turkey. I do hope it is enough for the big clan coming to our house. When we got home, we all played outside for a couple of hours. It was absolutely priceless to see David and Emme play baseball together. He showed her how to handle the bat and hit and throw the ball. She thought it was the most fun when the ball would roll in the street and she got to go get it.  When they first started to play, Emme told Daddy that she needed her hat. That is my girl, needing all the right accesories to play the sport! The outfit is more fun than the actual event! We agreed, she is more likely to be the cheerleader than the athlete. She does like to move and is coodinated, but she enjoys being voistrous and cheering for everyone. She throws her arms around and claps. Too cute. She had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5URU1qxI/AAAAAAAAARw/TU-COxJrs_w/s1600/November+09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406423266836720402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5URU1qxI/AAAAAAAAARw/TU-COxJrs_w/s320/November+09+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emme hand washing my car with a small water spray bottle and dish towel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5OaFKB4I/AAAAAAAAARo/cayWTCyd4hY/s1600/November+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406423166107649922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5OaFKB4I/AAAAAAAAARo/cayWTCyd4hY/s320/November+09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a stroll on her scooter before we went to dinner. She was loving her new coat with matching hat. O and don't forget the hideous princess backpack on her back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5FEE0GBI/AAAAAAAAARg/USUYB6-NPwE/s1600/November+09+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406423005581809682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5FEE0GBI/AAAAAAAAARg/USUYB6-NPwE/s320/November+09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, she figured out how to get on top of my car. She was on the very top dancing and then would slide down the windshield! Such a character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd43rK18oI/AAAAAAAAARY/nTU7PUF5dAI/s1600/November+09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406422775557911170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd43rK18oI/AAAAAAAAARY/nTU7PUF5dAI/s320/November+09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Priceless photo of daddy and his girl learning about a baseball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4t3WgcjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YekcVJD-XBk/s1600/November+09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406422607029367346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4t3WgcjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YekcVJD-XBk/s320/November+09+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy even put on the pink baseball hat!&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/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4nYO-hwI/AAAAAAAAARI/KDuBF-6lXKo/s1600/November+09+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406422495597070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4nYO-hwI/AAAAAAAAARI/KDuBF-6lXKo/s320/November+09+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O what a Daddy will do to get his baby girl to smile!!!&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/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4fXQktsI/AAAAAAAAARA/f3NUJZ3bHJ4/s1600/November+09+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406422357896378050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd4fXQktsI/AAAAAAAAARA/f3NUJZ3bHJ4/s320/November+09+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is pushing the boundaries riding her bike in the street. She said she could becuase the big boy neighbors had just come by on their bikes and rode in the street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8931845966813600658?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8931845966813600658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8931845966813600658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8931845966813600658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8931845966813600658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/updated-pictures.html' title='Updated Pictures'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Swd5URU1qxI/AAAAAAAAARw/TU-COxJrs_w/s72-c/November+09+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8171787348969866814</id><published>2009-11-20T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:59:40.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Life....Thankful!!</title><content type='html'>Ah, I am the happiest girl around right now!!&lt;br /&gt;I am still in my bed (9:50am) with a huge cup of coffee, a computer in my lap, husband by my side, and Emme is playing with her cousin Hannah in her room.  It is rainy outside, the house is clean, the laundry is done (needs to be put away, but folded) and we have lunch plans too.&lt;br /&gt;We are about to get up and get ready for a lunch date at Chick Fil A with our friends Staphanie and Kennedy.  Kennedy is a little girl in Emme's class. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, just saw an advertisement for a new Disney Princess movie to start Dec 13th. I think we will make this Emme's movie debut!! David and I decided to plan a great day to see the movie complete with popcorn and treats! We will definately post pics for this day.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be a fun weekend. Hubby is going to go to the Mavs game with my little brother tonight. They have courtside seats, so of course hubby is stoked. Tomorrow we are going to finish a little Santa shopping and then Saturday night, we are going to head the The Ranch House (Dance!) for some adult time with friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;OOO yeah, hubby and I began planning our winter vacation....Skiing with the whole family!!! Whooohooo!! I have never been, but we are hoping to go with friends too. I can do the bunny slopes with Emme!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8171787348969866814?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8171787348969866814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8171787348969866814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8171787348969866814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8171787348969866814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-lifethankful.html' title='Great Life....Thankful!!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1078438793847832427</id><published>2009-11-18T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:50:56.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>Oh have been bad, and I said I wouldn't let up this time blogging. We have been pretty busy...&lt;br /&gt;It may not be a lot of errands we stay busy with, but David has been working tons, so I must entertain Emme at all times, which includes every waking minute with her!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit emotionally drained from the long stint of no husband being home. Even Emme acts out after Daddy has been gone a lot. It is hard on a Daddy's Girl and even harder on Daddy when E is mean to him when he is home.&lt;br /&gt;I am a little irritated with the whole bedtime routine thing, or lack there of.. I try to stay consistand with a book, rock, kisses, but this is were it gets so hard, because she insists on me sitting there watching her go to sleep. I have thing I have got to do, that I have put off until she goes to bed. Anyways, since last Februaury bedtime has been a battle with her. We made the mistake of letting her sleep in the bed with me because she was scared, and now I can't get her back to her room for an entire night. She will go to bed in her as long as I watch her and I can't leave until she is out or it is war melt down. Then after she sleeps for 1 to 3 hours, she is up and comes to get on her pallet in our room, becuase I refuse to let her in our bed. I just want it back to the way  it used to be when she would fall asleep in her room, in her bed all by herself and then sleep soundly until 8 or 9.  Pity party for myself!! Suggestions accepted, or she could come stay with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had soccer tonight, I am figuring out we need some extra coaching on the side. So Dad if you read this, your daughter needs some help from you!! She does like it and they play lots of fun games.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention my sweet dear sister's hideous gift she gave Emme! It starts back when Heidi was going to start PreK and I bought her the back pack she wanted. Picture a lovely Disney Princess sparkly number for a backpack, yes, I know lovely! We hate character crap, and do not allow our kids to wear it in public on anything!! So anyhow, Holly always said wait till you have one and payback is hell! She was right, it is hell, she came over with a very sparkly, satin, and shiny, Princess Backpack for Emme. (I will have to take a pic). Well, it could not have been any worse, Emme loves it and could not wait to pack it up for school the next day. She was so proud showing everyone!! Yuck! So much for the cute Roxy backpack I just got her!! So thanks Holly!!!&lt;br /&gt;Post more later of a day to day life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1078438793847832427?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1078438793847832427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1078438793847832427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1078438793847832427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1078438793847832427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8712131715821042808</id><published>2009-11-05T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:17:18.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a wonderful day this has turned out to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme slept late, Daddy took her to school, then I got to shower all by myself! There was no little girl stealing the water or soap, and I had lots of room to move around. Oh the little things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I then headed to Starbucks and got a holiday favorite...Peppermint Mocha in a red holidat cup. That is my absolute favorite time to the year (except of course Christmas and my Birthday). Anyways, I took the first warm sip and it brought a smile to my mouth. Ah, Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I then came over to my sisters for a day of hair. Candy our hair dresser took the day to come out to Holly's house to do all of our hair. I am now beautiful and blonder! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I have picked up Emme from school and she is awaiting her cousin to be finished with her haircut and then she gets to have hers done.  Emme really does very good when she gets her hair cut. She is really very still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SvM6AfNyeEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/amC78oH_YGo/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400724158201100354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SvM6AfNyeEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/amC78oH_YGo/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My most favorite thing (almost)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7642290615415376657-8712131715821042808?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8712131715821042808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8712131715821042808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8712131715821042808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8712131715821042808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-day.html' title='A Great Day!!!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SvM6AfNyeEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/amC78oH_YGo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7429004539754661206</id><published>2009-11-02T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:30:10.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a BUZZZZZingly good weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Su-vqraMTUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zhLoKbP9jNI/s1600-h/October+09+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399727625982463298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Su-vqraMTUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zhLoKbP9jNI/s320/October+09+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme went as a Bumble Bee. She was very excited to dress up for Halloween. I don't think she fully understood what it was when people asked her what she was going to be and she answered with "A Bumble Bee", but after getting dressed up and setting out for treats, she totally got it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First we set up for our 7th Annual Halloween Dinner at my house complete with Grilled Cheese Sandwiches and LaMadeline Tomato Basil Soup.  After a quick dinner, all the kids got into costume and we set off to tackle to neighborhood, looking for porch lights a glow!! Emme caught on fast to only go to the doors that had lights on. She made a hall of yummy candy. She kept trying to eat it the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After trick or treating for a couple of hours, Me, Emme, Kristy, and Tyler retreated back to my house to relax. Kristy and I watched an old Scream movie and Emme and Tyler trashed her room until almost 11pm. I can't beleive Emme could stay up that late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took pics for Daddy since he was at the firehouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, Saturday morning, Emme and I headed out to the firehouse to carve 2 pumpkins with Daddy. Mainly Daddy carved and Emme sat and ate chips and brownies and entertained the Firefighters with her silly comments and cute dances!!! She is crazy and loves the attention all those men give her up there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until next time...&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/7642290615415376657-7429004539754661206?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7429004539754661206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7429004539754661206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7429004539754661206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7429004539754661206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Su-vqraMTUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zhLoKbP9jNI/s72-c/October+09+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5594537701364030535</id><published>2009-10-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:46:53.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a fabulous time at the Wylie downtown Trick or Treat event. It is so nice to live in a small town and be able to do all the fun events that small towns can do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went early to downtown wylie with our best buds Tyler and Kristy and ate pancakes at Ballard Street Cafe (yummy) then headed outside for more treats and bounce houses you could ever imagine.  The best part was that it was all completely free!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suux_KH6VdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NrYY3JBHGhw/s1600-h/October+09+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398604276941084114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suux_KH6VdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NrYY3JBHGhw/s320/October+09+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Emme all dressed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suux3NmqjQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UEGiwj9rszA/s1600-h/October+09+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398604140436425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suux3NmqjQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UEGiwj9rszA/s320/October+09+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, my precious Bumble Bee&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Emme at soccer from the other day, I finally uploaded pics and was able to post.  She did so good. She is thankfullly coordinated like her Daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suuxuxa8BDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/W25Fdt9Nlws/s1600-h/October+09+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398603995432092722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suuxuxa8BDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/W25Fdt9Nlws/s320/October+09+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More posts to come tomorrow on all our fun Halloween events!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7642290615415376657-5594537701364030535?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5594537701364030535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5594537701364030535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5594537701364030535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5594537701364030535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/Suux_KH6VdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NrYY3JBHGhw/s72-c/October+09+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2287177989711022634</id><published>2009-10-28T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:55:41.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Blog, Or Not To Blog.....</title><content type='html'>That is the question!!&lt;br /&gt;I will take another stab at blogging and see if I can keep it up.  I really like to blog, I think it will be fun to look back on and read the old posts someday. So here I go again!!&lt;br /&gt;I will begin with today...&lt;br /&gt;We woke up to our lunch plans being cancelled, so we planned another outing for us girls. We got dolled up and headed to the nail salon for Emme to get her Halloween nails and toes. Very cute orange with jack-o-lantern thumbs and big toes. Then we set off to Northpark for some unneeded shopping and lunch at LaMadeline. Emme is a great shopper, especially when you get free gum at the Sketchers store!! We got Emme some unneeded clothes and a Birthday gift. I did however, not get sucked in to the $80 boots for Emme I so badly wanted to buy her!! I pat myself on the back for saying NO!!&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, we planted Pansies in the front flower beds and Emme mowed the lawn woth her cute pink mower and had some great scooter time! &lt;br /&gt;Our friends Kristy and Tyler stopped by for some visiting time and then we all headed off to the very first day of Soccer. Emme did great. She is thankfully very coordinated just like her Daddy! She loved it. Anything that girl can do to move and be with people, she is happy.&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, you can imagine how hungry E was. So we met The Kieser's at Houlihans for dinner. There we had the worst dining experience we had had in a very long time. It took for ever and the waiter kept forgetting about us and called us "Dude".  Maybe I am too old, but I am not "Dude".&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while at dinner, Holly and I decided to suprise Heidi with a new Poodle skirt for 50's day at school tomorrow.  She is going to be shocked when she gets up in the morning to find a beautiful handmade Poodle skirt hanging on the closet door. Holly had gone out to find her a white button-up to wear with her jeans rolled up and bobby socks, but she did not think that was very cute, so she did not want to dress up. She said if she could pick it would be a beautiful pink poodle skirt. So that is just what we made. Holly made the skirt part and I freehanded a poodle with a diamond embellished collar and leash.  Wish I could see her face in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now I am in bed and getting excited for tomorrow when Emme goes to school and Daddy and I have some time to ourselves. Whoohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, I know I blogged a lot about today, but it was a good day. I hope to blog again tomorrow and I will post pics from the nail salon and soccer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2287177989711022634?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2287177989711022634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2287177989711022634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2287177989711022634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2287177989711022634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To Blog, Or Not To Blog.....'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5377222074412221629</id><published>2009-06-26T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:55:52.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independent</title><content type='html'>Well, this morning, I told Emme to go get some clothes on so we could run some errands...and look what my very big girl picked out.  She put on her pants and brought the shirt to me and said "it match?" I did not have the heart to tell her that it did not look so good together, so I pleased her and she was so proud. I mean, the shirt and pants both have pink in them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SkTsiZ1lfBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SEGYyTF6GeM/s1600-h/June+09+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351662333018340370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SkTsiZ1lfBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SEGYyTF6GeM/s320/June+09+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look close and you can see the pants are on inside out! She completed the outfit with turquoise flip-flops and a pink bow!  She is so big. I even let her go inside the donut store to get a donut! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SkTsbR4EFvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jF_wyK6eeh8/s1600-h/June+09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351662210622166770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SkTsbR4EFvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jF_wyK6eeh8/s320/June+09+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now here she is at my favorite time...when she is sleeping!!! Last night Emme evidentally could not be out  of the same room as me, so she pulled my big down comforter and my pillow onto the couch and fell asleep while I worked on the computer.  Ahhhh, she was quiet. Her motor mouth runs constantly. She is such a girl, talking nonstop about anything and everything. Anyways, when I picked her up to take her to the bed, she was so upset because she wanted to sleep in the living room!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, I just love her even though I would love to have earplugs installed in my ears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5377222074412221629?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5377222074412221629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5377222074412221629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5377222074412221629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5377222074412221629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-independent.html' title='Miss Independent'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SkTsiZ1lfBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/SEGYyTF6GeM/s72-c/June+09+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2869834747776839900</id><published>2009-05-31T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:41:29.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prissy Britches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SiKzKo17fJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/N6b43nbvfMA/s1600-h/December+2008+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342029103358508178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SiKzKo17fJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/N6b43nbvfMA/s320/December+2008+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot beleive that I have created such a prissy little girl. Last night we went to some friends house that live in Glen Rose. They live on acreage out in the country. Their little boy is four, Ryder. He is so cute and such a "Boy". He was running around in his underwear, riding his 4 wheeler, and catchin frogs. He kept trying to get Emme to touch the frog but she wouldn't. She would run over to us in fear of that frog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were really cute and we had a great time. Ryder gave emme a ride in his Gator tractor in his underwear. It was hilarious. They played in a big galvanized bucket of dog water and got down and dirty. As soon as we got into the car 10:45, Emme was snoozing. She played hard and had a blast. David and I also had a great time. Can't wait to return and take Emme to Fossil Rim and the Dinosaur Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we will just hang out at home and recover from our busy week of school, swim lessons, programs, friends, and playing so that we can have a great next 2 days with Daddy playing in the dirt while we put in 6 flowerbeds in the backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2869834747776839900?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2869834747776839900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2869834747776839900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2869834747776839900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2869834747776839900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/05/prissy-britches.html' title='Prissy Britches'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SiKzKo17fJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/N6b43nbvfMA/s72-c/December+2008+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5547991914553115848</id><published>2009-05-28T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:43:07.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has officially has begun....&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of school for me and Ms. Emme. We had a fabulous time at our end of the year field day. Bounce house, face paint, sidewalk chalk, painting, and Pizza Party!!&lt;br /&gt;This year was such a fun year for E. She grew so much and started to talk in full whole sentences. Which by the way, she never shuts up!!! (gotta love it) Emme had 2 fabulous teachers that showered her with so much love. Thanks Ms. Kim and Ms. Bottom ( Autumn)!&lt;br /&gt;I had a new experience this school year too as the Pre-k teacher for Northplace Church. I never thought I could have the patience or the love it takes to be a teacher, but I pulled thru and made it. I was even sad today to say goodbye. It was a great experience, and made some great new friends to boot. Can't wait to keep in touch with them and let our kids play and grow together.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we kicked off our summer with a nap, working in our veggie garden, and a bike ride to Aunt Holly's house. Tomorrow, Daddy is off to play with us. Picnic? Zoo? Who knows what all we have in store for Miss Emme this summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5547991914553115848?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5547991914553115848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5547991914553115848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5547991914553115848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5547991914553115848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/05/summertime.html' title='Summertime!!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3311840524726633545</id><published>2009-05-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:45:40.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mommy I can't like Underwear"</title><content type='html'>The other day when we had such awful thunderstorms, it woke Emme and I from our nap. We were snuggly together in my bed and it was very dark, she woke up saying "Mommy, I can't like Underwear" It was so funny she was talking about the thunder.  So we had underwear storms at our house!  Oh and the can't like, she says she can't want to do something or can't like it! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Her new word this week is "kind of" She kinda has to potty or she kinda can't like that. I do love how she talks.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for ideas of things we can go and do. If you have any ideas, send them our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-3311840524726633545?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3311840524726633545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3311840524726633545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3311840524726633545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3311840524726633545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-i-cant-like-underwear.html' title='&quot;Mommy I can&apos;t like Underwear&quot;'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4473612119671684301</id><published>2009-05-05T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:47:16.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime Nightmares</title><content type='html'>OMG, Emme is having the hardest time going to bed.  She was sleeping perfectly in her own bed all night long until like 9 am. That was heaven for me...but that can't last forever. For the last couple of months she gets up around 7 or 7:30. That is fine too. Now she won't go to sleep. She is now only sleeping in our bed and we have to lay with her until she is out. The worst thing about that is that isn that I wake up with bruises on my ribs. Seriously, bad bruises. &lt;br /&gt;What do i do??  I am longing for a good nights sleep, but I don't see it happening any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;What I really want to do.... and for those of you reading without kiddos, you can already do this and you won't realize what a huge deal it is. Anyhow, I want to go and stay in a hotel all by myself. No kids, no husband, no dog, no phone, no to do list, no cleaning, no laundry, no breakfast, lunch, or dinner to make, no sippys to find, and no babies to put to bed. Just one night is all I am asking for. Oooo, you know, come to think of it, Mother's Day is coming up. I could do that. Oh wait, husband is working that day, so I will be on full blown duty that day too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, one of these days I will work it into my schedule, so until then, I will keep doing what I do. I really do love my job as a Mommy and would not trade it for the world.  It is the most fun and I am my own boss. I guess one good thing about E insisting I go to bed with her, is my day is over at 8 pm too.&lt;br /&gt;It is bedtime!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-4473612119671684301?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4473612119671684301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4473612119671684301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4473612119671684301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4473612119671684301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/05/bedtime-nightmares.html' title='Bedtime Nightmares'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2010002586225566244</id><published>2009-04-29T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:32:14.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>February - April</title><content type='html'>After I went thru all my pics from February to April, I was reminded of what we have been doing.  You can get the fast version..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaaDiFMmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/89fqGEiW-N0/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179931408511586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaaDiFMmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/89fqGEiW-N0/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E modeling her sunglasses. She was looking at herself in the webcam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaS3G42yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/8UherdPBidc/s1600-h/February+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179807814146850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaS3G42yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/8UherdPBidc/s320/February+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our one day ice day. She was bundled up nice and warm with her jammies underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaI_NkD1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/NbZ8NDOqPTE/s1600-h/feb81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179638190935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaI_NkD1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/NbZ8NDOqPTE/s320/feb81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy brought her home a princess scooter. She loves it and really gets upset if someon else tries to ride it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZ_cUlShI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-5v_v_HncpM/s1600-h/feb69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179474206312978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZ_cUlShI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-5v_v_HncpM/s320/feb69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at my moms, she did not want to go to sleep in the room by herself, so she made a pallet at the end of the hall and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZy4xCrII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wDeakPtOkYg/s1600-h/feb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179258503572610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZy4xCrII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wDeakPtOkYg/s320/feb9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, she had a very special delivery at the door on Valentines Day from her doting Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZn3CB5fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RtBduNh95yE/s1600-h/Emme_February09_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330179069059393010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZn3CB5fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RtBduNh95yE/s320/Emme_February09_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really thinks she is fancy. My mom keeps special very red lipstick in her make-up drawer especially for Emme. She goes just about every 5 minutes to freshen up her color while we are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZi_B9-2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/nVlarAuhERk/s1600-h/Emme_February09_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178985307274082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZi_B9-2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/nVlarAuhERk/s320/Emme_February09_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Precious little mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZYZ4FapI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1ss8QhgA1Os/s1600-h/March+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178803535014546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZYZ4FapI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1ss8QhgA1Os/s320/March+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheering on Daddy at his one and olny softball game of the year. He hit a homerun and was having a great game, until he had something pop in his calf and he went down. He was off his leg for a couple of weeks and only recently stopped wearing the brace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZP4xgX0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/81su7dEgzFc/s1600-h/March+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178657210097474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZP4xgX0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/81su7dEgzFc/s320/March+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In march, David was a groomsman in his long time pals JT's wedding. It was nice, it was at the Gaylord, so that was fun going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZF5hV9vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iDVY7jaeTIo/s1600-h/March+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178485612050162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiZF5hV9vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iDVY7jaeTIo/s320/March+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David and his very best friend BJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiY8Oz_r5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y5cYXWKdwgI/s1600-h/April+09+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178319528734610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiY8Oz_r5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y5cYXWKdwgI/s320/April+09+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emme eating a strawberry we grew in our fruit and veggie garden in the backyard. That does keep uus occupied too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYyzejOYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vu7GKW5mwW8/s1600-h/April+09+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330178157572209026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYyzejOYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vu7GKW5mwW8/s320/April+09+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fruits of our labor. The very first strawberry of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYoTR_8nI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YOgkxLTh5Og/s1600-h/April+09+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330177977130938994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYoTR_8nI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YOgkxLTh5Og/s320/April+09+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Holly, my sister, at the Womens retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYfY934xI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f4uD3GW2jCo/s1600-h/April+09+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330177824038314770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYfY934xI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f4uD3GW2jCo/s320/April+09+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E modeling her earring and barrets she got in her Easter basket. She really thougbht she was fancarella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYUF89qpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_9xtKnmxVC4/s1600-h/April+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330177629955664530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYUF89qpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_9xtKnmxVC4/s320/April+09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme dodging the camera in her Easter dress at Mimi's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYIvPo0DI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9tTfHtJ1CKU/s1600-h/April+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330177434881413170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiYIvPo0DI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9tTfHtJ1CKU/s320/April+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little precious modeling her diaperless swimsuit. They fit much better when there is no big a dn bulky diaper underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sums up our last couple of months, now I just have to keep up with it.&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2010002586225566244?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2010002586225566244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2010002586225566244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2010002586225566244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2010002586225566244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/04/february-april.html' title='February - April'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiaaDiFMmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/89fqGEiW-N0/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4414825601913331679</id><published>2009-04-29T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:09:30.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You thought we were gone for good, but here we are.&lt;br /&gt;Where have the months gone?&lt;br /&gt;February I can't remember, March, I don't know, and now ending April and I can remember some...&lt;br /&gt;At the begining of April Emme said goodbye to diapers and hello big girl panties. I figured out I love to buy little tiny panties. Here is a pic of Emme putting her diapers in the trash. "No more diapers". Hmmm, I hear someone walking around the hallway and Emme is supposed to be in her room taking a nap with the gate up....oh wait, she has scaled the gate and is galavanting around the house! Now I have to act surprised and upset she is out of her room.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiUsHFsuQI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZJcekKAp4PY/s1600-h/April+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330173644531087618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiUsHFsuQI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZJcekKAp4PY/s320/April+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's see, then I packed up and went on a womens retreat with church at Pine Cove. It was awesome. I was with just a bunch of women, no husbands, no kiddos, no house to keep up, and no where to be. It was spriritually uplifting and refreshing. Can't wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;Then a couple of days later we set off for San Antonio to explore Sea World.  Emme was excited about seeing "Shampoo" She had a fabulous time and was completely worn out. I will post pictures later.  While in San Antonio, we also took a boat ride through The River Walk and visited the ol Alamo.&lt;br /&gt;Now we are just playing catch up with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;May is looking to be a very busy month for us.&lt;br /&gt;David's landscape business has taken off so well, I can't even catch up or know what to do next. He has skyrocketed with business. The economy may show people having a financially hard time, but that is surely not the case. People are definately still paying for new flowerbeds, mowing, and clean-up. I love it of course!&lt;br /&gt;I will post more later with pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-4414825601913331679?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4414825601913331679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4414825601913331679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4414825601913331679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4414825601913331679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-thought-we-were-gone-for-good-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SfiUsHFsuQI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZJcekKAp4PY/s72-c/April+09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1493996062046027457</id><published>2009-01-24T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T02:20:45.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Where, Oh Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>Just a quick catch you up...&lt;br /&gt;We have been so busy since Xmas, as soon as Christmas is over we undecorate and get ready for the Birthdays.  And this year David and I had a lot to undecorate since it was his first year to put up Christmas lights for his side business he has started.&lt;br /&gt;So New Years Eve aka my Birthday came, the day started off slowly. David and Emme took me for breakfast and then we went back home played around for a little while and David left to take care of some errands and I put E down for a nap....still no presents. If you know me, you know I am all about the gifts. I am that shallow and I admit it, but I like to buy for others just as much. Anyways, it was getting late and I knew he had stuff plannned for the evening, so we got ready and he said before we were leaving I had to have my eyes covered. (too fun, I love surprises!) He covered my eyes with a big ski sock...yes it was clean. We got into the car and he took some turns and U turns to trick me, then we get out of the car and he won't tell me where we are, he just leads me. Then I hear a cow MOO, so I knew we were at my sister, Holly's house. When I walked i n the house, he took my blind fold off and everyone said Surprise!! He had invited my newly made friends and all of my family. He had appetizers and a cute cake he ordered himself with pink decor. I loved it. And...I got presents!&lt;br /&gt;After my bash, he whisked me away to dinner with Holly, Doc, and Dan. We had a great time at dinner. The food was good and we could not stop laughing. Oh yeah, he arranged for my parents to keep the kids for the night. So, after dinner he had movie tickets, but I knew he was exhausted, so we skipped the movie and headed for our hotel he arranged for us. We checked in and he was out for the night by 9:45pm. I toasted the new year with Dick Clark and turned out the lights. We are not partiers, but that is just fine by me. I had a great time and the fact that he put time and efffort into me and my 30th is what makes me so incredibly happy. I love you, Dave.&lt;br /&gt;So, 17 days after my Birthday is David's Birthday...his brother and I planned a brunch for his party. We had a egg and sausage casserole and waffles and topped it all off with a cookie cake! He said it was probably his best B-day yet. He is very easy to please, but I always like to give him a party. After the party, we dropped the kids off to the babysitter and were all off to see Paul Blart Mall Cop. It was such a funny movie! Then we headed to The Magnolia Hotel for drinks and then got ready for dinner. We went over to The Iron Cactus right beside our hotel and discovered our new favorite Mexican Restaraunt. Yummy! Then we retreated to our hotel room for some relaxation. I think he really enjoys being treated like a king since he works so hard for me and E.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, we have had a quiet week...thank goodness. Now David is getting ready for his annual Firefighter Ski trip with his station buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlnSfLb9I/AAAAAAAAANo/vrHh87nJFyk/s1600-h/January+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796775067709394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlnSfLb9I/AAAAAAAAANo/vrHh87nJFyk/s320/January+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David blowing out his candles at his B-day party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlTK2CCxI/AAAAAAAAANg/dnhZdPzU-sY/s1600-h/January+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796429418695442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlTK2CCxI/AAAAAAAAANg/dnhZdPzU-sY/s320/January+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Dan and Precious Emme posing at Daddy's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlS23BcDI/AAAAAAAAANY/_N1H_fsQd_k/s1600-h/January+2009+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796424054140978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlS23BcDI/AAAAAAAAANY/_N1H_fsQd_k/s320/January+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could not beleive that E sat there and said "Cheese Mommy". I actually got a posed pic out of her with a very good smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlStsx64I/AAAAAAAAANQ/YVCemML0BzE/s1600-h/January+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796421595261826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlStsx64I/AAAAAAAAANQ/YVCemML0BzE/s320/January+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Holly and Emme at New Years Day lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlSoIGh1I/AAAAAAAAANI/vWATmW_FnYU/s1600-h/January+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796420099245906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlSoIGh1I/AAAAAAAAANI/vWATmW_FnYU/s320/January+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a very good pic, but Dan and Dave. Twins 13 months apart and 100 Lbs difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlSVEX8oI/AAAAAAAAANA/2oQKVbUdm5c/s1600-h/January+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294796414983336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlSVEX8oI/AAAAAAAAANA/2oQKVbUdm5c/s320/January+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very special cake designed for me!!!! Gotta love grocery store cakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I am going to try to keep up with my blog now. There are already so many funny things that have happpened or that Emme has said that I did not get in here, and now I can't remember any! That makes me so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you soon.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1493996062046027457?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1493996062046027457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1493996062046027457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1493996062046027457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1493996062046027457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-where-oh-where-have-i-been.html' title='Oh Where, Oh Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SXrlnSfLb9I/AAAAAAAAANo/vrHh87nJFyk/s72-c/January+2009+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-920833011832457606</id><published>2008-12-09T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:11:43.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Things Emme Says</title><content type='html'>I asked Emme what HoHo (Santa) says, and she said "Gobble Gobble". Too cute. I of course did not correct her, because that is too precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Emme saying Oh Man, she says "Oh Mam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emme always answers me "Yes Maam" I am so proud of how sweet she is.....sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to document all the cute things little E says and does, so I can remember forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-920833011832457606?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/920833011832457606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=920833011832457606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/920833011832457606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/920833011832457606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-things-emme-says.html' title='Cute Things Emme Says'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7005758360927529404</id><published>2008-12-08T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:42:06.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wondering what the heck I am doing up at this time....it is 3:30 am and I cannot sleep. Ugh! I was so exhausted from the last couple of days. Emme has been sick with diarrhea. Thank goodness she is still in diapers, cause I don't think I could have handled it in big girl panties! Anyways, we are praying tomorrow is a better day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets see, we have been doing lots of Chrsitmas shopping lately and today, we went to my precious niece Molly's 1 Birthday party. I cannot beleive she is 1. She is like 2 feet and half and she waddles all around. It is so funny to watch her walk because her legs are so short and bow-legged. Too cute. I will post pics of her when I get my camera out of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We recently had our annual Christmas Tree decorating party. We had plans to go to a tree farm and cut down our own while enjoying the festivities of the season, but it gets dark so early now we did not make it. We went up the street to a tree lot, and let me tell you that is a rip. The guy wanted to charge us $100 plus tax for a 6ft tree. I said no way and we headed to Home Depot and got a 7ft for $35. That's more like it. Anyways, Emme had a great time running around the trees playing keep away and hiding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a cute thing E is doing now, is, whenever someone sneezes she tells them Bless You. It is so precious. I just love her talking. She is talking in such complete sentences now and she is actually making sense. Come January we will attempt the dreaded potty training!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Emme decorating the tree. All the ornaments E "set" on the tree just tumble right off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzoWeXejzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zo1Xv68CVQg/s1600-h/December+2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277348336177680178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzoWeXejzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zo1Xv68CVQg/s320/December+2008+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emme enjoying her first cup f Hot Chocolate! She always tells me "chocolate mommy" That means she wants some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzoJbonU0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/AslExBuvG5Q/s1600-h/December+2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277348112105952066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzoJbonU0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/AslExBuvG5Q/s320/December+2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think she found the perfect tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzn6CDh0yI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sJu_s2RZ3rk/s1600-h/December+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277347847541478178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzn6CDh0yI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sJu_s2RZ3rk/s320/December+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and his girl! He adores her. I always tease David because she has him wrapped around her finger so tight. He will do anything and everything for her. Some people thought I was spoiled by hime, you haven't seen nothing yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzntlnvcTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YvTjO-SqvpI/s1600-h/December+2008+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277347633750307122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzntlnvcTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YvTjO-SqvpI/s320/December+2008+020.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/_0WRfKiiJL48/STznfqOTbsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KTi3YjKVEj4/s1600-h/December+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277347394467622594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STznfqOTbsI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KTi3YjKVEj4/s320/December+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I will try to turn off the lights and the computer now and close my eyes. Hopefully, I won't be sucked back into Facebook before I turn off the computer. It is so addicting! Oh yeah, if Emme is doing better in the moring, we are taking her to see Ho Ho! I will post pics soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Night!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7005758360927529404?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7005758360927529404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7005758360927529404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7005758360927529404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7005758360927529404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-tree.html' title='The Perfect Tree'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STzoWeXejzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zo1Xv68CVQg/s72-c/December+2008+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8224451851845807559</id><published>2008-11-28T19:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:47:07.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving is over, Now Christmas can begin!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, the holiday season has finally began...it is now acceptable to have your Christmas lights on and your tree up. This is my favorite time of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the Top Ten things I love about this time of year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Wrapping presents in fabulous paper and bows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.Starbucks Red cups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.Starbucks Tall Nonfat 2 pump Peppermint Mocha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Driving around looking at Xmas lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. My house with all the Xmas decor and tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. The varietly of coats we get to wear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Emme spotting HoHo all over (Santa Claus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Giving PRESENTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Getting PRESENTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Being with family on Xmas Eve and Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mantle is always my favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC5VqPmKpI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZR_sJFIxxKE/s1600-h/December+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273918945418947218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC5VqPmKpI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZR_sJFIxxKE/s320/December+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss E dancing. Her hair is perfect in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4iolz47I/AAAAAAAAAL8/WtpXoE5kH4M/s1600-h/December+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273918068801921970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4iolz47I/AAAAAAAAAL8/WtpXoE5kH4M/s320/December+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancin Diva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4UeJiGYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3VGMgB6La1s/s1600-h/December+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917825480792450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4UeJiGYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3VGMgB6La1s/s320/December+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this precious punkin head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4F7O2V0I/AAAAAAAAALs/8WuJ_bl3MqA/s1600-h/December+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273917575589680962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC4F7O2V0I/AAAAAAAAALs/8WuJ_bl3MqA/s320/December+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8224451851845807559?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8224451851845807559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8224451851845807559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8224451851845807559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8224451851845807559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-is-over-now-christmas-can.html' title='Thanksgiving is over, Now Christmas can begin!!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC5VqPmKpI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZR_sJFIxxKE/s72-c/December+2008+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3104544973307668597</id><published>2008-11-28T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:31:33.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The Kid Table"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC3JrxrzsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bk8O15haf7A/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273916540648672962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC3JrxrzsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bk8O15haf7A/s320/Thanksgiving+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC2WPdZxPI/AAAAAAAAALc/MLcHbDndIL4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273915656874083570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC2WPdZxPI/AAAAAAAAALc/MLcHbDndIL4/s320/Thanksgiving+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuffed Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC2HSFzQNI/AAAAAAAAALU/DhdtAndbPmA/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273915399882358994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC2HSFzQNI/AAAAAAAAALU/DhdtAndbPmA/s320/Thanksgiving+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC1jSZP42I/AAAAAAAAALE/2Pyc5js3NZ0/s1600-h/Moms+pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273914781488636770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC1jSZP42I/AAAAAAAAALE/2Pyc5js3NZ0/s320/Moms+pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving was great! We were up at 8:30am, Emme and I got the turkey in the oven and the stuffing prepared. Then Mimi and Pops arrived...Emme was so excited to see Mimi she jumped up and down and screeched! Too cute. I love it when she recognizes and gets excited about seeing Mimi and Pops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun having all the family here (except Bridget's family), and all the food turned out perfect (except the pies). The lunch was fabulous, but my pies were a mess. I made a cheesecake that became the joke of the day. It was all bumpy, and zit like! My buttermilk pie was like water. I think I am in need of a new buttermilk pie recipe. The last couple of times I have made it according to the directions it is pretty watery in the middle. At least everyone else brought a pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also a very special day because David's brother, Daniel, was with us for his first time. He has not exactly been around too much in the last 10 years. I think he enjoyed himself and the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we all retired to the living room and I retired to the bedroom. I got a well deserved nap. It was marvelous. Then we all got up and went for round two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful for my wonderful and very close family. There is nothing better than my sisters and my growing relationship with my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy T-day!&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/7642290615415376657-3104544973307668597?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3104544973307668597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3104544973307668597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3104544973307668597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3104544973307668597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/STC3JrxrzsI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bk8O15haf7A/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2008+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3791122770769309126</id><published>2008-11-26T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:49:15.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for T-Day</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for Tday. It is going to be great. I am hosting this year, with a slightly smaller group than usual. My Mom and Dad are coming in on Thursday morning and then just my sister, Holly's family, J.D, my little Bro, and my bro-in-law, Dan. The house is clean, the tables are decorated, and the turkey is still thawing (oops), hopefully it will be ready for the oven in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun making a kids table. We pulled Emme's table from her playroom into the dining room.  Emme and I got Fall fabric for the table cloth and Emme decorated placemats for her very best friends and cousins, Heidi and Hannah. The girls even get a candle on their table.&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess...I snuck a piece of cheesecake already!!! It looked way funny, so I decided I should test it to make sure it was not poisonous! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Something else exciting going on is, my brother has been out with a girl twice in one day and is still with her. If you don't know, this is a big deal as his heart was broken a year ago when his Fiance cheated on him! Ugh! It hurt him bad as you can imagine. Plus he is a sensative guy, as you can expect growing up in a house with all girls. Anyways, he has recently, as in this week, kicked his ex to the curb and told her he no longer wants contact with her. This is big because he still had hope and she has been dating etc. but still calling him and texting with him daily. So Monday, we celebrated his independence. We are praying he does not resort back to talking to her again as we know he finds comfort and routine with her since they were together since high school. Keep praying he stays interested in other girls. The girl he is with tonight may not be girlfriend material, but at least he can keep his time filled. (not saying this girl isn't good, I actually think she is good, but maybe not together!)&lt;br /&gt;David, my hubby, has had 2 huge fires today! I just talked to him and he is exhausted and his hands are killing him. It is so scary to see your hubby on the news at a huge explosive fire, but when he calls it is such relief. Hopefully he is able to get some rest tonight so he can help out in the morning with food prep and Emme!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch is at 12 and then he can veg infront of football. I will skip the football and dig into the Christmas decor. Yeah, it can finally go up!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all...be thankful for everything and everyone you have, there are some people out there that are not as luck as you. Count your blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-3791122770769309126?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3791122770769309126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3791122770769309126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3791122770769309126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3791122770769309126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/ready-for-t-day.html' title='Ready for T-Day'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7873128180581870073</id><published>2008-11-25T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:30:36.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Booga Mommy"</title><content type='html'>Today I went to get E out of her bed after her nap...she was in her shades in her window. We were talking and she gets up stands back in her window and points to a green smear on the window seal and says "Booga Mommy". She had wiped boogers in her window. Too funny!! Gotta love everything they do, even if it is having a booger collection!!! (MKA, If you read this, this blog is dedicated to you!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7873128180581870073?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7873128180581870073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7873128180581870073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7873128180581870073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7873128180581870073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/booga-mommy.html' title='&quot;Booga Mommy&quot;'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1780178612799552615</id><published>2008-11-21T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:42:43.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Well, E is sick again. Poor punkin can't stop coughing! Her nose is running, her eyes are miserable lookng and she coughs constantly.&lt;br /&gt;We were up all night last night because the meidcine I gave her did not cause drowsiness, but it caused her to be more than alert. She was in bed with me and had to be right on top of me or her feet had to be in my face or her hand had to touch me in some way. When she wasn't playing with the alarm clock, she was dozing off or asking me " Momma, I watcha da TB?" That is Momma, I watch the TV? Too cute, but I sure am tired. She was ready for her "Oatmilk" (oatmeal) this moring after working so hard overnight.&lt;br /&gt;After such a tough night, I just knew she would be ready for her afternoon nap early, so I put her down at 12pm. Yeah, she never went to sleep....I left her in there for 3 hours. When her crying got real, I went in there to rock her and calm her down, I was stroking her face and hair, and then when I quit, she stroked my cheek and hair. It was too sweet. I will forever remember that moment. I of course broke out in a cry so thankful for my precious baby.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a hard one....Emme has been testing me a ton, and I have been at witts end with her since I have been a single mom lately. Daddy has been working lots doing xmas lights and winter landscape, as well as, his regular Fireman job.&lt;br /&gt;Say some prayers for tonight that we sleep soundly in our OWN beds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1780178612799552615?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1780178612799552615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1780178612799552615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1780178612799552615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1780178612799552615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-428488157822102498</id><published>2008-11-18T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:14:42.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little smarty.</title><content type='html'>Today at Home Depot, we let Emme carry around an Elmo stocking that played music. She loved it, she danced, and was very excited. When is it was time to go, we took t from her and she got pretty upset. When David was carrying Emme to the car she cried "Elmo money". She knew she needed money to buy the Elmo. Money makes the world go round!&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be surprised if Daddy brings Elmo home for his Princess!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-428488157822102498?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/428488157822102498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=428488157822102498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/428488157822102498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/428488157822102498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-little-smarty.html' title='My little smarty.'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-830481280503019127</id><published>2008-11-17T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:46:27.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I want for Christmas and my Birthday!!! Donations accepted!!!!!!!!!! It's only $750! Hahahahaha. I only need $749 more! LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIsI1WOAUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sY8ZTxjl1Uc/s1600-h/Christmas+list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269823044247748930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIsI1WOAUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sY8ZTxjl1Uc/s320/Christmas+list.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/7642290615415376657-830481280503019127?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/830481280503019127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=830481280503019127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/830481280503019127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/830481280503019127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-christmas-list.html' title='My Christmas List'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIsI1WOAUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sY8ZTxjl1Uc/s72-c/Christmas+list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6140382209000558302</id><published>2008-11-17T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:39:54.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long...lets catch up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, It has been too long....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We have been busy, but not too busy to post, just plain lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have been so excited about the holidays, I can't wait!  We are planning the menu for Thanksgiving at my parents house. Yummy! I have been doing lots of Christmas shopping, which is my favorite. I love to buy for myself, but I really love to buy for other people too. I get nervous that maybe I did not spend enough or maybe they won't like it. I always try to get somebody something they want and if I don't hear them say something, I will get them something I want. I always want lots!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This year, I am stumped on what to get Miss E. She just had a Birthday 2 months ago and really loaded up, plus she never plays with toys except babies, and she has plenty of those. Any suggestions? I have lots of odds and ends for her, but not the one big great thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are some pictures of my little family when we went to spend a couple of days with Mimi and Pops. We always have a great time there. We are outside constantly playing. By the time we come in, it is time for bed. E sleeps til past 9am. She naps forever too. We love to be out there and E can just run wild outside between my parents house and my grandparents house. She loves to go over to GG and Papa's house because she knows right where GG keeps the cookies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSInSofVByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8ulCYkhHIBU/s1600-h/November+08+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269817715036849954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSInSofVByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8ulCYkhHIBU/s320/November+08+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Priss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSInFNnWV_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/r59ZNtZNlT0/s1600-h/November+08+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269817484484433906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSInFNnWV_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/r59ZNtZNlT0/s320/November+08+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emme and Mimi hanging out on the hammock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIm0LTC8AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hPX3UxPpLZc/s1600-h/November+08+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269817191804628994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIm0LTC8AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/hPX3UxPpLZc/s320/November+08+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David posing for a pic while he trims trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSImWosZgyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0T7NbA1Lcgs/s1600-h/November+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816684299518754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSImWosZgyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0T7NbA1Lcgs/s320/November+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Brenda (his momma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSImGSyad2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3Epe9U1_s3k/s1600-h/November+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816403541260130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSImGSyad2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3Epe9U1_s3k/s320/November+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme's big girl bed with new covers.&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/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIl60_yGOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/v2XXJz6CLws/s1600-h/matching__%27jamies_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816206565710050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSIl60_yGOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/v2XXJz6CLws/s320/matching__%27jamies_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Momma and her baby&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6140382209000558302?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6140382209000558302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6140382209000558302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6140382209000558302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6140382209000558302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-longlets-catch-up.html' title='Too Long...lets catch up!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SSInSofVByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8ulCYkhHIBU/s72-c/November+08+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8764608751104114709</id><published>2008-10-18T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:09:43.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>It is official...Emme is a Big Girl. This evening we moved Miss E to her new big girl bed. (don't pay attention to her bedding or bedskirt, it is all being made) She was super excited about the bed while we were putting it together, but when it came time for the real thing, she was scared, nervous, and very upset. It is so cute, because she even has a big girl pillow. She has never used one before. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;She did so good, she only got out twice. It took her about 2 hours to finally get to sleep, but she is asleep and looks so big in her new bed. I only cried a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SPqjvCmdxAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pYFJ_z-AOmA/s1600-h/October+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258695543455859714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SPqjvCmdxAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pYFJ_z-AOmA/s320/October+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepin Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SPqjec8yBdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X5VPCDkOKZM/s1600-h/October+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258695258471007698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SPqjec8yBdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X5VPCDkOKZM/s320/October+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8764608751104114709?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8764608751104114709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8764608751104114709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8764608751104114709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8764608751104114709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SPqjvCmdxAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pYFJ_z-AOmA/s72-c/October+08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1615035072391808999</id><published>2008-09-28T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:20:52.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen!</title><content type='html'>Today Little E was naked sitting on the potty..she clasped her hands under her chin and said "Amen". It was so adorable. Then she said "Mommy do it" She showed me hoe to clasp my hands and had me repeat her. She smiled so big, she was very proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;I just love everything that she does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1615035072391808999?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1615035072391808999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1615035072391808999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1615035072391808999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1615035072391808999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/amen.html' title='Amen!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8023963580752017395</id><published>2008-09-27T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:23:17.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things she says.</title><content type='html'>I love the things that Emme says...She ow says "Hold you", meaning hold me mommy. She always says "I sorry Mommy" if she runs into me or something. When she gets a boo boo, she has me kiss it to make it better. I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;E is also a little Momma. She must always have her baby with her. She holds the baby and says "shhhhh shhhhh shhhh" and bounces the baby. The baby is always covered up with her "banket" (blanket) and goes on long rides in her stroller all day everyday until it is time for bed and she either sleeps with Emme or E puts her to sleep in her cradle by E's bed.  Anytime we leave the house E has to take the stroller too. We put E in her seat, hand her baby, bottle, and sippy, and then we have to load the stroller in the back of the car. She always checks to make sure it got there and we did not leave it behind. It is so cute. Also, baby always eats what E eats. She feeds her lots of bites. I love my "Little Momma".&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Emme got new Bunny Slippers today and she loved them. She put on her Pjs today and then of course she had to put on her new house shoes. They were super slippery, so she kept falling, it was pretty comedic!! Sorry E for laughing at you.&lt;br /&gt;Last night at Aunt Holly's Heidi and Hannah gave E her bath then they dressed her in one of their night gowns and coaxed E to put on some panties just like them. She loved them. She ran downstairs to show everyone. When she would show someone, she would lift her gown and stick out her pelvis. Too funny. So this morning, I thought we could try panties and the potty. She out on the panties and danced around so proud of her Melmo panties (Elmo). She sat on the potty for a good 30 minutes off and on. The she did a big Panty Dance and then ran to her room. She came back to my room saying "Tee tee Tee Mommy". Of course, she went teetee on  Melmo. Ah oh. So we are back to diapers. She doesn't really get it yet that she is not supposed to go in her pants, and everytime she needs to go that she should go to the potty. So I guess we will wait until later when she is ready and can communicate really well.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Miss E. You are too special punkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8023963580752017395?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8023963580752017395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8023963580752017395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8023963580752017395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8023963580752017395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-she-says.html' title='The things she says.'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3054114087804483412</id><published>2008-09-23T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:53:07.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The actual Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNlJFljuiDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y5EgUVG7baQ/s1600-h/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249307201007159346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNlJFljuiDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y5EgUVG7baQ/s320/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E is 2! Wow, I really can't beleive it. She had a fun day, but was kind of sick most of the day. We woke up and had a special B-day breakfast complete with candles in her eggs. She loved that and actually blew them out herself. Then we play around the house for hours with Daddy. We got ready and headed for the mall to have lunch and go to Build A Bear. She picked a puppy. Very cute, but wow, they are truly expensive. She had fun playing with all the strollers there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed home and tried to take a nap. She wasn't going to have that on her day. We just hung around the house and played the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is so special to us, and we can't beleive she is such a big girl. Thank you Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-3054114087804483412?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3054114087804483412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3054114087804483412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3054114087804483412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3054114087804483412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/actual-birthday.html' title='The actual Birthday'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNlJFljuiDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y5EgUVG7baQ/s72-c/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1984278533040308472</id><published>2008-09-20T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:15:09.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emme's 2! (almost, she had her party today!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we had much preperation for Emme's big Birthday Party. She helped make her cupcakes. It was her first cooking experience. She definately liked the reward of her hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme licking her sweet rewards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWsIdKDwcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D75-SoE0Scc/s1600-h/Sept+08+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248290202035929538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWsIdKDwcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D75-SoE0Scc/s320/Sept+08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pouring in the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWr7_WlaTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RttnkgoCnFw/s1600-h/Sept+08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289987876972850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWr7_WlaTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RttnkgoCnFw/s320/Sept+08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great and very busy day today. We set off this morning to cousin Hannah's Birthday Party and a Bounce house place. Emme loved it. She was of course already tired from that party, and we had to head to her party at her gymnastics gym. She had a great turn out, and loved it. She was not much on staying with the party. She liked running around checking out the water fountain and the babies that were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrjwpTCCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pJSe9jBExgM/s1600-h/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289571612067874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrjwpTCCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pJSe9jBExgM/s320/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, Emme, and Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrRPN2jAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_z7fVDWFs-c/s1600-h/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248289253400939522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrRPN2jAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_z7fVDWFs-c/s320/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrAs5-YlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FvttT1FSVdA/s1600-h/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248288969312854610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWrAs5-YlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FvttT1FSVdA/s320/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOO, presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWqx2JzKzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ENz7_n0VSbU/s1600-h/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248288714097109810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWqx2JzKzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ENz7_n0VSbU/s320/Emme%27S+2nd+B-Day+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Emme was asleep the minute her head hit Daddy's shoulder. He rocked her anyways. We are so excited out baby is growing up, but so sad she is getting so big and independent. We have to savor the moments that she will let us snuggle her and love her, because it goes so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emme, we love you more than you will ever know. You are truly the most precious thing in our lives. Happy Birthday! (2 days early) Love, Mommy and Daddy&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1984278533040308472?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1984278533040308472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1984278533040308472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1984278533040308472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1984278533040308472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/emmes-2-almost-she-had-her-party-today.html' title='Emme&apos;s 2! (almost, she had her party today!)'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SNWsIdKDwcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D75-SoE0Scc/s72-c/Sept+08+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8418732457116873403</id><published>2008-09-13T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:57:35.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emme's 1st Emergency Room Trip</title><content type='html'>During the storm Emme decided to jump off the bed into her 4 year old cousin, Hannah's arms, unfortunately Hannah could not withstand the 23lbs and fell to the floor with Emme in tow. Emme hit Hannah's head with some part of her chin (we think) and bit right through her tongue. It gushed blood all over my shirt and it hurt very bad. She cried forever. After 3 hours her mouth was still bleeding, so we met her Daddy at the hospital. Daddy is a paramedic, so we got the VIP treatment. By the time we got to the emergency room her tongue had stopped bleeding and had already began to heal. &lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't a completely wasted trip, E got to see Daddy and that is a real treat for her. She absolutely cannot be out of his arms when he is home. There is something about a Daddy and his girl.&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;This morning Emme awoke happy and her tongue looked good. She ate good and her tongue did not seem to bother her at all. I was able to get a look at it this morning as we played tent under the covers with a flashlight and it has already closed up majorily! Amazing how we can heal so fast.&lt;br /&gt;7 days until Miss Emme is 2!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8418732457116873403?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8418732457116873403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8418732457116873403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8418732457116873403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8418732457116873403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/emmes-1st-emergency-room-trip.html' title='Emme&apos;s 1st Emergency Room Trip'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3642065068335423528</id><published>2008-09-12T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:31:47.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo Hoo!! She Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, she did it! I thought the day would never come when she would be ready to actullay sit on her potty longer than 2 seconds. She actually sat for about 5 seconds (with her pearl necklace on), then she stood up and said "Mommy, look, tee tee" I of course jumped up and down and made a huge deal of it. Then she ran to get her Uncle Dan to see. He did really good and acting excited.  Is it crazy that I teared up seeing my precious baby so excited she did such a wonderful and big girl thing? I am so sad, but excited she is getting older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully, she still lets me rock her everynight before I lay her down. Who knows how long that will last, but I do know it will be over way to soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sit and wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtOBp4XGFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LIGOJDl8K5g/s1600-h/Sept+08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371981332158546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtOBp4XGFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LIGOJDl8K5g/s320/Sept+08+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, Emme went tee tee in the potty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtN2NJr0GI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vp4gs6Fsw0k/s1600-h/Sept+08+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371784641630306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtN2NJr0GI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vp4gs6Fsw0k/s320/Sept+08+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow, it takes a big mess for one small tee tee! She was not able to make it all the way on the toilet after her first tee tee fill-up. We had two towels to catch the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtNpZu6ljI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9hOzb4gDcTA/s1600-h/Sept+08+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371564680713778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtNpZu6ljI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9hOzb4gDcTA/s320/Sept+08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she's off in her big girl panties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtNfrVAxxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DkogB0Qyuqw/s1600-h/Sept+08+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245371397605213970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtNfrVAxxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DkogB0Qyuqw/s320/Sept+08+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are planning tomorrow for a day at the home in big girl panties! Say your prayer for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtNOiLdA-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/kGqsbFvwJ2o/s1600-h/Sept+08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-3642065068335423528?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3642065068335423528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3642065068335423528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3642065068335423528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3642065068335423528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoo-hoo-she-did-it.html' title='Whoo Hoo!! She Did It!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMtOBp4XGFI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LIGOJDl8K5g/s72-c/Sept+08+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1346039960684626982</id><published>2008-09-08T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:54:06.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we are hoping it is getting closer to Potty Time! Emme spent a lot of time bare bottomed on Saturday with her potty. We have had the potty sitting out for about 6 weeks, but Emme does not want to sit on it unless she has clothes on. Saturday, she finally sat on her potty with no diaper on. Yeah!!! She tore lots of toilet paper and did a swipe on her bottom like she was wiping and then dropped the paper in the potty, then she would retreive the used toilet paper and do it all over again. She even had her puppy go teetee in the potty! She never made any teetee, just lots of torn paper. After about 30 minutes, she brought me a diaper and she layed down. I think her diaper actually makes her feel good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say your prayers for us, she is definately not interested in putting any teetee or poopoo in the potty. I don't want to have a 3 yr old in diapers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme's puppy going teetee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMWBaDvVueI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PG9ZVXY9jC8/s1600-h/Sept+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243739625823255010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMWBaDvVueI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PG9ZVXY9jC8/s320/Sept+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emme wiping her bottom! I love this picture, I will be sure to save it for her first date!!! Thankfully she is wearing her necklace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMWBMxipvmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/n6j8yndDm48/s1600-h/Sept+08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243739397599903330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMWBMxipvmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/n6j8yndDm48/s320/Sept+08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1346039960684626982?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1346039960684626982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1346039960684626982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1346039960684626982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1346039960684626982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/potty-time.html' title='Potty Time'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMWBaDvVueI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PG9ZVXY9jC8/s72-c/Sept+08+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-83917863746540115</id><published>2008-09-07T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:54:21.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme assisting the cripple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSveXN6rWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/o4lTGDpJiDs/s1600-h/Sept+08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243508802329423202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSveXN6rWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/o4lTGDpJiDs/s320/Sept+08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek a boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvWuog1TI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wwgZlXV3y58/s1600-h/Sept+08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243508671176037682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvWuog1TI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wwgZlXV3y58/s320/Sept+08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvR18GuwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/op0hz3yYiUw/s1600-h/Sept+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243508587237915394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvR18GuwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/op0hz3yYiUw/s320/Sept+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emme on Mimi and Pops "trashcycle". That is what we call a bike we found in the trash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvJxjgGpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/01HtfHfHARM/s1600-h/Sept+08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243508448622025362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSvJxjgGpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/01HtfHfHARM/s320/Sept+08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Miss E has been sick the last couple of days. We had gone so long since her surgery and she was fine, but then colds struck my brother and nieces, so E is now sick. She acted like she felt better today, but we did not chance is, and stayed home from church. Instead we went to Central Market to stock up on yummy fruits and veggies and of course try all the samples. Emme loved that part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have stayed busy lately. I have begum teaching the Prek class at Emme's MDO. It is pretty fun, but lots of work. Teachers definately don't get paid for all the hours they put in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I suffered from excrutiating tooth pain. I went to the dentist and she said I needed a root canal. So of course no one could get me in until the following day. I went home and began the dosage of Lortab the Doc prescribed and was sicker than a dog. I threw up for hours in addition to my tooth pain. The worst part was when i wanted to sleep I had to remain sitting up or else my tooth got even more unbearable. Anyways, I finally went to the Endodontist and she said she did not think I needed to have a root canal. She sent me home in hopes that my tooth would get better. (this was Thursday) My mom had luckily come into town the day before and was able to take Emme and I back home with her. It was so fun for Emme. I of course laid there in agony over my tooth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mimi and E played hard. My mom called Emme her little shadow. Everywhere Mimi went, her Emme was sure to go!! They ran errands, visited Pops at school, swam, played outside, went over to visit GG and Papa (Emme's great grandparents and also my parents neighbor). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funniest thing E learned at Mimi's was the "go Fishin" game the one that goes round and round and you have to stick you pole in the mouth while it is open. Anyways, she thought it was so fun to stick her finger in the mouth and then pretend to scream like the fish was eating her finger. She is a clever one. Also, mimi's light switches are lower so she got a stool and stood on it to turn the lights off and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mimi was tired from our visit I am sure. We met David Monday morning had breakfast and Emme and I went home. Remember it is Monday (labor Day) and I am still in pain. So finally on Tuesday, we returned to MDO. I had to teach in pain still. I called the Endodontist as soon as they opened Tues morning and they could not see me until Wed at 11am. I wanted to cry! I made it thru Tuesday and Wed morning I dropped E at my sisters and headed for my appt. This is the 1st time I have evr really wanted to drop $1000 on a dang tooth! I arrived and the Doc looked at my tooth and said "lets do root canal". Ya Think?!!! I was releived of tooth and gum pain with in an hour! I loved handing over $1000 for that fix. I was so excited about sleeping laying down I couldn't stand it!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday, David and I made plans to head to see my other sister for the night since her hubby was out of town and she like me hates to stay by herself. I got in my car to head to MDO Thurs morning and get a call from my mom, whom was already visiting my sister and planned to leave when we arrived. Anyways, she proceeded to explain how she was chasing gold balls with my nephew in the street and stepped on a curb failure and Broke her ankle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah oh as Emme would say. So, David and I drove to pick her up and then take her car back home. We arrived back at my parents with mom in tow and her cast. So Emme got to be with Mimi again, only this time mimi's shadow stayed very still since mimi couldn't move too much. When mimi would try to walk on her crutches Emme would pull her crutches assisting her in her walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that was a long post, but it had been awhile. We are now pain free and getting better, and back in our own beds for a while. Yeah!&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/7642290615415376657-83917863746540115?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/83917863746540115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=83917863746540115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/83917863746540115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/83917863746540115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-days.html' title='Busy Days'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SMSveXN6rWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/o4lTGDpJiDs/s72-c/Sept+08+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5813872869522192994</id><published>2008-08-26T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:29:25.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Emme went to school. She had a great time in her class. Her teachers are so fun and I know she will enjoy them this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I too went to school. I am teaching Pre K at the same church were Emme goes to MDO. We had a good first day. It will be fun, cause I can do all those projects I have always wanted to do and teach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme and Daddy ready for school. Emme would not take a picture by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SLS7Wto3VmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RJnaUjFJ3c0/s1600-h/August+08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239018265421239906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SLS7Wto3VmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RJnaUjFJ3c0/s320/August+08+042.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/7642290615415376657-5813872869522192994?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5813872869522192994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5813872869522192994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5813872869522192994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5813872869522192994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SLS7Wto3VmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RJnaUjFJ3c0/s72-c/August+08+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2633696961512377395</id><published>2008-08-22T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:18:41.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I might still be the funnest Aunt even after having my own kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight Emme and I had the pleasure of "Big Kid Sitting" Heidi and Hannah. We started off our fun evening by picking up a pizza and having a picnic in the front yard with Sunkist Orange Drink. (that is a biggie, cuz they don't get that kind of delicious drink at home) After we ate, the girls took turns riding in the wagon up and down my street. After they were hot and sweaty, we jumped in the car with a crisp $1 bill each and headed to CVS to pick out a special dessert. Of course, they partook in the usually kid treat of Skittles and Starburst. Even Emme got a dollar and paid the clerk when she picked hers. (for those of you who worry if emme had an entire bag of Skittle, no way) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi and Hannah chose to wait until later to indulge in the delight, but Emme tore right in. As soon as we reached home, the girlies hopped into a bath to get squeaky clean. They then participated in a game of puppy with the dog leash. I have never seen Emme laugh so hard as she did when Heidi and Hannah were her puppy on a leash and barked. Sadly, all good things have to come to an end and Miss E had to get to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the "baby" was tucked in, the "Big Girls" snuck off for a little High School Musical and our delicious desserts.  Within about 30 minutes of the movie, both girls were sound asleep together. See the great pics below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love being the "Fun" Aunt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi on a leash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9_Yz8N3iI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BfPxqcqX_rU/s1600-h/August+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237544955891539490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9_Yz8N3iI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BfPxqcqX_rU/s320/August+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi and Hannah snoozing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9_Mq_TUGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V4CNxQh3q_k/s1600-h/August+08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237544747330130018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9_Mq_TUGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/V4CNxQh3q_k/s320/August+08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9--a5YPcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_EhaA6tT-ss/s1600-h/August+08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9-wVUVUGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jJYYQoXPb3w/s1600-h/August+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2633696961512377395?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2633696961512377395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2633696961512377395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2633696961512377395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2633696961512377395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-friday-night.html' title='Fun Friday Night'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK9_Yz8N3iI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BfPxqcqX_rU/s72-c/August+08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-8687501723465217853</id><published>2008-08-22T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:05:12.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my sister, and Emme's Aunt Holly dropped by...Emme ran to her immediately and loved on her for a bit, but then...Aunt Holly (or Mommy as Emme calls her) had to leave. See pics of Emme below when Aunt Holly had to leave her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK99YqkFY8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/B51cdumKJn4/s1600-h/August+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237542754351145922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK99YqkFY8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/B51cdumKJn4/s320/August+08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK99MX2JyAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Kw2JomzlSO4/s1600-h/August+08+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237542543168227330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK99MX2JyAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Kw2JomzlSO4/s320/August+08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So sad, she finally got better when we told her that Holly would bring Heidi over in just a minute. It was a bit longer than a minute and Emme waited and thought she had heard Heidi and got very excited, but it was not her. In the end, Heidi and Hannah came over to be with Emme. And they lived happily ever after!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-8687501723465217853?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/8687501723465217853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=8687501723465217853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8687501723465217853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/8687501723465217853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-drama.html' title='Oh The Drama'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SK99YqkFY8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/B51cdumKJn4/s72-c/August+08+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7128648319843202550</id><published>2008-08-21T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:15:41.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MINE</title><content type='html'>Wow, MINE... If I never hear that again, it will be too soon. Emme who will be 2 next month won't quit with the MINE and a fit. She had Heidi and Hannah over this morning for a couple of hours and said mine and threw a million fits. She is an only child so far and is looking like she may remain so. What do I do so that she does not become a Spoiled BRAT. Spoiled is okay, but not the brat part.  I discipline and try to stay right on it, but she continues. What am I doing wrong, or is just her age that is causing this stage? I pray for a sweet, precious, baby with fabulous manners, and that she is easy to love and be with!&lt;br /&gt;After the hours of MINE, we headed outside for a walk to the park to play and feed the ducks. Not only did we feed the ducks, but we fed the turtles, the gigantic catfish, and the minnows. Emme thought the ducks were great. She bocked at them like a chicken. Anything with a beak is a chicken of course. We also got to see lots of dogs through the fences as we walked. It is so fun and entertaining to watch her get a kick out of hearing a dog bark, or a ball on the ground in someones yard. Oh to be a 2 year old and think the simplest things are so wonderful. We are now home and Emme has a full peanut buttery belly and is fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of day, now I can get caught up and plan for the second half of the day fun activities. Planning activities reminds me I can't wait for early fall. It reminds me of all the holidays that will soon be upon us and the weather gets so wonderful, we can actually go outside to play more with out soaking our clothes in sweat. Yeah, come on Fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7128648319843202550?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7128648319843202550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7128648319843202550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7128648319843202550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7128648319843202550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/mine.html' title='MINE'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6971992439045069848</id><published>2008-08-19T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:06:50.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been a bad blogger!  I felt like we have been busy, but thinking back to my last blog, we really haven't been. I have just been super lazy. Huh, I am in such a slump right now. I feel like I am just living day to day without much to look forward to. Don't take this the wrong way, I am not like suicidal, I am just like "what are we doing?"  It is probably a feeling of not having a job to go to and my baby is now so much more self sufficient and doesn't need me constantly, so I now have a spare minute or two.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm, I guess I will begin to think about the holidays that I cannot wait for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What we have been doing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week, I was called by my previous boss with the property company I worked for and was asked to redecorate an apartment leasing office, clubroom, and model. Let me tell you, I love to spend someone else's money when I go shopping. It was so fun to have money in hand and decorate using modern furniture and colors I won't do in my house because they are not my style, but are still fun and look great and new. I would love to put this into play and this be a business I can do pemanently, like staging houses on the market. Fun, Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than that, Emme was sick for a couple of days, so we hung out at home and played in her new Playroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme recently scored a playroom. She calls if a "wayroo". It is so cute to hear her say it and run to it and get so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot beleive how much more she talks everyday. Today she added "bracelet" to her vocabulary. She is all girl and super sassy with all her jewlery and purse on at all times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is quite amazing how a little girl has these inate inhibitions to be a "mommy". Emme love babies and always holds her baby and rocks her. She throws her baby over the side rails of her bed and then has me cover her baby up. It is precious that she has done all this on her own. It is incredible we were wired this way to be mommies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I am going to get with it and blog everday for a week. I want this blog to be a diary of our lives that Emme will have for the rest of her life. This such a fun way to keep up with our lives and Emme can one day read what we did on a Wednesday afternoon when she is 25 yrs old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, school starts next Tuesday. Yeah, Emme can go to school and learn that everything is not "MINE"! She is such an only child. We gotta work on this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fancarella in her stilettos. She got all dressed up for church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SKuUFfSxB_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BiVVi5M42pc/s1600-h/August+08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236441813768800242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SKuUFfSxB_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BiVVi5M42pc/s320/August+08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his Princess. This is the first picture she actually smiled for when I said "Say Cheese".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SKuT6_IIZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Em4ugFmtMUM/s1600-h/August+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236441633335568274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SKuT6_IIZ5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Em4ugFmtMUM/s320/August+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6971992439045069848?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6971992439045069848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6971992439045069848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6971992439045069848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6971992439045069848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-still-here.html' title='We are still here.'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SKuUFfSxB_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BiVVi5M42pc/s72-c/August+08+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3146893393594828631</id><published>2008-08-04T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:19:17.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rollin with her Walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfiQbXoFjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jT-ceVt-uDA/s1600-h/Roller+skate+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230898264066758194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfiQbXoFjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jT-ceVt-uDA/s320/Roller+skate+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi, Hannah, and Emme Roller Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfiDz6IbCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/UEDX5Fg65qU/s1600-h/Roller+skate+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230898047315635234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfiDz6IbCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/UEDX5Fg65qU/s320/Roller+skate+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfh55VfrCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yOfH1aiKWPs/s1600-h/Roller+skate+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897876973890594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfh55VfrCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yOfH1aiKWPs/s320/Roller+skate+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, look at that Booty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfhm489E_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0e5-R1OwP1g/s1600-h/Roller+skate+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897550453445618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfhm489E_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0e5-R1OwP1g/s320/Roller+skate+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfhXF5ZqVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WCKaqT5Oezc/s1600-h/Roller+skate+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897279050295634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfhXF5ZqVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WCKaqT5Oezc/s320/Roller+skate+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;We had such a fun day today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went Roller Skating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emme had a fabulous time skating with her cousins, Heidi and Hannah. It was Emme's first time to skate. Let me tell you about precious. The little skates were tiny tan suede and they velcroed. Of course the wheels were tight so she could walk, but she still had to keep balance and the front wheels would still spin easily, but she surprisingly did very well for a 22 month old who has been walking for less than a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once she got the skates on I let her test them out and she fell a couple of times but thought she was hot stuff because her older cousins had on the same thing. She grabbed her walker (see pic) and took off to the music. When a fast upbeat song came on, she had to let go and put her hands in the air and bounce to the beat. She is a big time dancerella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time at the Texas Skatium! I am somewhat computer stupid, so I cannot figure out how to put my video on the blog. But just think how cute she is in the pics only a 1k more adorable!!&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/7642290615415376657-3146893393594828631?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3146893393594828631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3146893393594828631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3146893393594828631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3146893393594828631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/roller-girl.html' title='Roller Girl'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJfiQbXoFjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jT-ceVt-uDA/s72-c/Roller+skate+08+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-598008386118805895</id><published>2008-08-03T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:24:43.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back-up a few days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday before we left for my parents, Emme and I met a couple of my girlfriends for lunch at PF Changs and a much needed catch-up session. It was so much fun getting to see all the girls and find out what is happening in their very busy lives. It is absolutley crazy to see these girls I grew up with and played house and babies with to now when they are married and are really Mommys. I am sure these are the friends I will always keep up with. I may not see or talk to every month, but I will always keep in touch. They are neat and now very versatile clan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Gang back together for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZZAbP_N1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uWcXr-KOyVg/s1600-h/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230465881087096658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZZAbP_N1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uWcXr-KOyVg/s320/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Aubrie and Miss Emme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYh4BEteI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2LVW7j5p7H4/s1600-h/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230465356233225698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYh4BEteI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2LVW7j5p7H4/s320/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Aubrie and Mommy Ginny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYYQW7XFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/AAuBd2zdoEI/s1600-h/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230465190968646738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYYQW7XFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/AAuBd2zdoEI/s320/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon, 2 mo old Kennedy, Mandy, and Tanisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYOiDmDDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iNwURv-KRnk/s1600-h/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230465023920704562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZYOiDmDDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iNwURv-KRnk/s320/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-598008386118805895?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/598008386118805895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=598008386118805895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/598008386118805895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/598008386118805895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-up-few-days.html' title='Back-up a few days.'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZZAbP_N1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uWcXr-KOyVg/s72-c/Lunch+with+friends+July+08+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5170904362720336804</id><published>2008-08-03T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:12:30.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emme resting up on the way to Mimi and Pop's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVpXhhJoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rW6FtKl2G1I/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230462186415007362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVpXhhJoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rW6FtKl2G1I/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVczZKZoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TszAU-xsLzE/s1600-h/Miss_Emme!_049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gardening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVZOTI9wI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uD4iL_I2RpI/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230461909060876034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVZOTI9wI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uD4iL_I2RpI/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helping Mimi plant caladiums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVMvSb32I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8dzks_sWlvY/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230461694577991522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVMvSb32I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8dzks_sWlvY/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood is calling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVCNxj_1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/DoblA6xNpw8/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230461513783050066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVCNxj_1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/DoblA6xNpw8/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a relaxing swing with GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZU2o1c0QI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mv0ISjD5M-E/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230461314888683778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZU2o1c0QI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mv0ISjD5M-E/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a "tookie" with G-Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUs0lY3pI/AAAAAAAAADo/lbtSsFvVS_8/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230461146243849874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUs0lY3pI/AAAAAAAAADo/lbtSsFvVS_8/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a long walk back to Mimi's (next door)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUjBOQYvI/AAAAAAAAADg/GCQNqWkLdZI/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230460977837794034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUjBOQYvI/AAAAAAAAADg/GCQNqWkLdZI/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swingin in the woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUYxV3xwI/AAAAAAAAADY/azopbnqkIns/s1600-h/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230460801776076546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUYxV3xwI/AAAAAAAAADY/azopbnqkIns/s320/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+030.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;Taking a late night dip with Mommy and Mimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUQMe3qtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zSKXRb8kQ74/s1600-h/Miss_Emme!_048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230460654442752722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUQMe3qtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zSKXRb8kQ74/s320/Miss_Emme!_048.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUMCvDqeI/AAAAAAAAADI/h0DrT4mtols/s1600-h/Miss_Emme!_053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230460583106816482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUMCvDqeI/AAAAAAAAADI/h0DrT4mtols/s320/Miss_Emme!_053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 am towards the end of the week. We had to wake her up.&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/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUIi4_73I/AAAAAAAAADA/-Ur5HwXEkcc/s1600-h/Miss_Emme!_049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230460523018973042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZUIi4_73I/AAAAAAAAADA/-Ur5HwXEkcc/s320/Miss_Emme!_049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Finally, we return...Emme and I have been at my parents since last Saturday. We had a fabulous time with my parents and grandparents. Emme completely wore herself out everyday and slept very good at night. She of course got to stay up super late thanks to Mimi. We swam in Mimi's new hot tub to cool off, Emme gardened, bird watched, swang, picked figs off GG's (her Great Grandmother) tree, went on walks, strolled thru Canton Trade Days, and best of all got lots of cookies from her G-Pa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(her Great Grandfather). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She learned two new words over the week: Pizza and Cookie pronounced "Tookie". Mimi of course taught her both of those words. She was so cute, she walked into the kitchen and up to Mimi and asked for Pizza! Out of the blue. She is a funny girl, and her mind goes ninety to nothin constantly. There are so many fun things to do outside at my parents so Emme really thrived this last week. Plus she was the cented of attention to all the grown ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Thanks Mimi and Pops (Bots is how Emme pronounces).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5170904362720336804?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5170904362720336804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5170904362720336804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5170904362720336804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5170904362720336804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SJZVpXhhJoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rW6FtKl2G1I/s72-c/Week+at+Mimis+July+08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2408282394703779518</id><published>2008-07-22T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:25:36.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dolled Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SIY0IRw-JII/AAAAAAAAACo/bk2cUvx6kLo/s1600-h/July+08+Pics+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225921734422439042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SIY0IRw-JII/AAAAAAAAACo/bk2cUvx6kLo/s320/July+08+Pics+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emme got all dolled up yesterday while I was not looking. She applied a beautiful shade of black mascara to her pout. I think she was going for the gothic look! It is amazing how fast she can get into something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have stayed busy running errands a playing. We of course have been swimming and have a couple of play dates set up this week. Fun, Fun, Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2408282394703779518?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2408282394703779518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2408282394703779518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2408282394703779518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2408282394703779518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-dolled-up.html' title='All Dolled Up'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SIY0IRw-JII/AAAAAAAAACo/bk2cUvx6kLo/s72-c/July+08+Pics+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5129982847336713529</id><published>2008-07-18T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:20:07.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious!</title><content type='html'>I just walked in to Emme's room like I always do every night to change her diaper and cover her up...When I walked in, she had her bottom in the air and coughed and just about blew out the back of her pants!! I am sure she felt much better after that explosion!  The part that was so funny, was...she had her very cute zebra and hot pink Pjs on with.......her goloshes (i have not idea how to spell/rainboots). Too precious, they are her very favorite shoes and insists on wearing as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great day. We spent a little time with Daddy before he had to head back the fire station. Mainly we just hung out and played at home.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MISS EMME. YOU ARE AN AMAZING SWEET BABY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, MOMMY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5129982847336713529?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5129982847336713529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5129982847336713529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5129982847336713529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5129982847336713529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2550951138282610462</id><published>2008-07-16T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:59:07.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back.</title><content type='html'>Well, we are back. We took off on Monday to my sister, Bridget's house to visit her and her family. We had a great time. It is always fun to go to someone else's house and be treated like a guest. She made our meals, had our beds ready, and entertained us. It was quite a nice visit going downtown to shop. We made a big splurge purchase and bought Daddy some Jalepeno Pickles!!! A whole $5 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;We returned yesterday and ran errands with Daddy. When Daddy is present, Emme is glued. She loves her Daddy to hold her or just give any attention. He is always so good to her, he lets her tag along on his errands and they almost always make a trip to Home Depot!&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had a slow morning, I made breakfast, sipped coffee, and E ran around. Then we ran off to gymnastics. At gymnastics, Emme is a superstar! She loves the rope swing into the foam pit. She is the about one of the only ones in her class that will swing on the rope and fall into the foam pit. She loves it.&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned I made breakfast...let me tell you what I made.,,Turkey sausage and eggs with butternut squash puree mixed in. Emme could not even taste it. I could not even taste it. While at my sisters, she introduced a cook book I had actually bought and gave to her written by Jerry Seinfeld's wife called Deceptively Delicious. It is a life saver for me. We have been struggling for the past 6 months when E learned she no longer wanted to eat things that were good for her....so now I can dump some veggie puree in everything she eats. You can use babyfood too, it is easier and faster. I also made an apple dip I fed to my very unhealthy brother. It was a peanut butter, chocolate, cream cheese dip with carrot puree. So quick and easy and he never knew!! You must get the book if your kids are picky like mine. Maybe I should get paid for my endorsement!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off to clean the house while E naps, we have hair appointments this afternoon. I will be sure to send before and after shots of her locks!  I love her with pig tails, but there is just something about a short bob I can't resist for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2550951138282610462?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2550951138282610462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2550951138282610462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2550951138282610462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2550951138282610462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-back.html' title='We are back.'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7142586057358713989</id><published>2008-07-11T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:50:23.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, Fun, Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Emme swimming in her fancy life jacket!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHgbAgJLpeI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZGUOs0K1Dkg/s1600-h/July+08+Pics+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221953463378486754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHgbAgJLpeI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZGUOs0K1Dkg/s320/July+08+Pics+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emme Fueling up on Cheetos!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHgaxWPWpoI/AAAAAAAAACY/sQo8z1QC4F4/s1600-h/July+08+Pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221953203021981314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHgaxWPWpoI/AAAAAAAAACY/sQo8z1QC4F4/s320/July+08+Pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Daddy took Miss Emme to Wet Zone yesterday for a little fun. She loved it. She really liked that there were lots of shoes lying around that she could put on.  Just Kidding. Although she loves a great pair of shoes, she really was very interested in the spraying water and the pool that she could touch in. We did not stay too long, because nap time was soon upon us. She had a great nap and enjoyed the special day with Mom and Dad.  These are the times I love to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7142586057358713989?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7142586057358713989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7142586057358713989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7142586057358713989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7142586057358713989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun, Fun, Fun!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHgbAgJLpeI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZGUOs0K1Dkg/s72-c/July+08+Pics+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-3681378688326284238</id><published>2008-07-08T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:09:04.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the cousins swimming together!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHO5xhidjlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-6vSiAaODIE/s1600-h/July+08+Pics+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220720653520178770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHO5xhidjlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-6vSiAaODIE/s320/July+08+Pics+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patriotic Princess&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHO5dus5PjI/AAAAAAAAACE/l4aQr-dngJs/s1600-h/July+08+Pics+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220720313456213554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHO5dus5PjI/AAAAAAAAACE/l4aQr-dngJs/s320/July+08+Pics+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's been a long time.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been so busy with the surgery, company, the holiday, and now we can finally rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah Right!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fourth was so much fun. We got up Friday morning and Emme was in the parade for the city. She drove her little pink car all decorated patriotically. She enjoyed a lot of the ride, but after about a mile, she was hot and tired of sitting, so Daddy carried her to the end. Then we headed over to Aunt Holly's house for a day of swimming and eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emme played in the pool all day and then got our showers and Heidi, Hannah, and Grant put on a mini fireworks show for us in Holly's yard. It is actually against the law, but we just had small stuff like sparklers and things that went on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was off to bed for all of us. A day in the sun is so tiring for anyone, not to mention all the good food we munched on all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, my parents have gone home and we are back to normal everyday life. This morning we got up and went outside to play with the dogs. Yeah, you heard me right. We got Jorge back after missing him and feeling extremely guilty and we are allowing my brother, J.D to let his dog live here while he is in town doing his internship. So we played with Jorge and Hank, a 50 pound black lab puppy. Emme loves the puppies and gets really excited and makes her arms flap and really breathy yells "puppy, puppy, puppy etc..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Heidi and Hannah came over and we loaded up and went to a park we had never been to before in Rowlett. It was wonderful and surprisingly enough it had a greater part of the park in the shade. The girls loved it. So now we are home and Emme is sound asleep in her bed and I can actually take a moment to myself and catch up before we have errands to run and a workout that must take place today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, last week my parents were here all week, and that was wonderful. I absolutely love it when I am with my parents (never thought I would say that!). They make me feel safe and comfortable. The whole time they were here, they kept worrying about wearing out their welcome. They in fact never do and I can't wait until they come back!! My mom, Emme, and I mulched the flower beds and planted some new plants and then my dad and I helped David one day mow yards because his worker did not show up. My dad is a ver hard worker, and David said he wished my Dad could always help him because he is so fast and does a great job. Anyways, this week, we have David's brother staying with us. So needless to say, we have had a house full for a while. I think I am ready to go to someones house and be treated like a guest!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/7642290615415376657-3681378688326284238?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/3681378688326284238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=3681378688326284238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3681378688326284238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/3681378688326284238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SHO5xhidjlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-6vSiAaODIE/s72-c/July+08+Pics+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-5556953000541496587</id><published>2008-07-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:16:11.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGsA7BFo0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QvvtWGTtulU/s1600-h/hospital+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218265607143215794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGsA7BFo0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QvvtWGTtulU/s320/hospital+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I can't beleive that my daughter had surgery Monday morning at 7:45 am and we were home eating breakfast by 10 am. She was feeding herself and of course entertaining everyone. By the afternoon she was ready to play outside and resumed her normal schedule and routine Tuesday morning. After an hour run with her Pops (Emme in the stroller), she help me and Mimi mulch our newly planted flower bed and off for a quick lunch and long nap. She even attended her cousin, Grants, T-ball game this evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is quite amazing how a little body can just bounce back so easily. She has never complained of any pain or whined about anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We received great news today, that spite her tubes in her ears, she is allowed to go swimming on Friday, The 4th of July!!! She will be thrilled, because I was dreading to tell he "No No" all day long at my sisters house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we are just fabulous here at our house, I am sorry I ever wasted the energy being nervous and preparing for the "Big Day"!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have attached a video of Emme right before her surgery, and a picture of Emme at the top in her car just a couple of hours after her surgery!!! You would have never known she went under the knife only hours before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-5556953000541496587?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/5556953000541496587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=5556953000541496587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5556953000541496587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/5556953000541496587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-better.html' title='All Better'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGsA7BFo0rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QvvtWGTtulU/s72-c/hospital+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-82151819365230774</id><published>2008-06-26T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:15:02.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emme's Nose and Ears</title><content type='html'>Well, it is official, Emme is scheduled for an Adenoidectomy and Tubes in her ears on Monday morning at 7:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;She of course has no idea what will be happening, but I still feel like I should do for her even more than before. So this afternoon we are going to have her toes painted red, white, and blue with stars! We are also going to go buy her a new nightgown she can wear to surgery. I think I will even let her pick it out!!&lt;br /&gt;Keep us all in your prayers and even pray for her Doctor, Dr Theilen. He is a longtime family friend and has done this so many times before I am confident he will take special care of my precious baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Emme is still playing in her bed and I know she is ready to get up, so until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-82151819365230774?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/82151819365230774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=82151819365230774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/82151819365230774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/82151819365230774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/emmes-nose-and-ears.html' title='Emme&apos;s Nose and Ears'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-2019613391539051648</id><published>2008-06-25T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:05:53.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby</title><content type='html'>Well, I had to make another entry because we received bad news late this evening....&lt;br /&gt;Emme's ENT Dr called the house this evening and has decided that it is now necessary to take Emme's adnoids out. So my precious baby is going to have surgery probably next week. &lt;br /&gt;My sister, Bridget, has been through this before with her son, Grant when he was four. She said it is so easy and life is much better after they are out. Although she has said this, it still does not make it any easier for me to think about my baby being put under and being cut on. &lt;br /&gt;Please pray for our family that everything goes smoothly and pray for me to be calm and have a sense of peace through the entire ordeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-2019613391539051648?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/2019613391539051648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=2019613391539051648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2019613391539051648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/2019613391539051648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/poor-baby.html' title='Poor Baby'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4136094594194248253</id><published>2008-06-25T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:21:21.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK2tW0QfJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/B-q6cKjvicY/s1600-h/June+Pics+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215932208783588498" style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="214" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK2tW0QfJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/B-q6cKjvicY/s320/June+Pics+077.jpg" width="648" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK154TxDlI/AAAAAAAAABs/wxE6pCBRPak/s1600-h/June+Pics+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215931324420918866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK154TxDlI/AAAAAAAAABs/wxE6pCBRPak/s320/June+Pics+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK0w1l1-HI/AAAAAAAAABk/nFqpVdn-Q-g/s1600-h/Emme+3+months+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215930069560981618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK0w1l1-HI/AAAAAAAAABk/nFqpVdn-Q-g/s320/Emme+3+months+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't beleive how fast it goes....People have always told me that when you have a baby it goes so fast. They get big before you know it! Well, it is totally true. I can remember nursing her to sleep like it was yesterday, now she is playing with babies like a little momma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within the last three days she has discovered her baby and can't go anywhere without it. Yesterday, she fed him some of her dinner, then she tried to put him in the potty when she was going to sit on it, and then put him in the shower and took him out and pretended to dry him off. She also, attempted to change his diaper or at least wipe his bottom with a wipe. It is truly amazing how fast they get big. It is bitter sweet. I am happy to see her grow up and be so happy and more self sufficient, but I also miss my sweet baby girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I posted a pic of Emme when she was 3 months and another from today at 21 months and 4 days!&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/7642290615415376657-4136094594194248253?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4136094594194248253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4136094594194248253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4136094594194248253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4136094594194248253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-girl.html' title='Big Girl!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0WRfKiiJL48/SGK2tW0QfJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/B-q6cKjvicY/s72-c/June+Pics+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6696129400273894748</id><published>2008-06-22T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:35:04.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Beatitudes" Matthew 5:1-12</title><content type='html'>Have you ever read or heard a sermon on "The Beatitudes"? We have recently had each one gone over in church the last couple of Sundays, and they are so insprirational to live differently.&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth."   This one is one of the hardest for me, this has helped me to look at "ME". I always want to be right, or have the best or neatest. I have begun looking at these things, and really pointing these things out to myself . Example, when I am on eluxury.com looking at the newest Louis Vuitton, I know I don't need one of these things, because more is not better!  It makes me ask myself the question "When is enough, enough?&lt;br /&gt;My pastor showed a clip from a 60 Minutes interview of the happiest country, Denmark, and they said there advise to The Americans, which ranked 23rd on the list of happiest countries, was to maybe not live the American Dream. The American Dream has been turned into who can have the most money or who can have the best and the most of the nicest "Things". They said they were happiest not having the most well paying jobs, but they were afforded the time to spend with their families.&lt;br /&gt;I agree 100% that friends and family are much more important than "Things".  I just have to work on this now. I am sure so many others do too. So take it from the Danes, more is definately not better, because it leaves you only wanting more and more.  I am trying to live simplier and meek so that I can "inherit the earth".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6696129400273894748?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6696129400273894748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6696129400273894748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6696129400273894748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6696129400273894748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/beatitudes-matthew-51-12.html' title='&quot;The Beatitudes&quot; Matthew 5:1-12'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6900338293359911837</id><published>2008-06-11T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:42:49.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;Hmmm...what to to talk about today?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;It was not that eventful of a day today, we woke up and went to gymnastics. At gymnastics Emme was the only kiddo that showed up today, so she received special one-on-one time with her teacher, Coach Nick. She loved it, all she wanted to do was hang on the bars. She did finally get brave enough to go in the pit! After gymnastics we ventured to the park for a fun picnic and play at the playground. She loved it and thought she was so big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;This evening Me, Emme, and my brother, J.D went to Home Depot to get David his Father's Day gift, and then realized the grill I had bought was not going to fit in the back of my Tahoe, so J.D said he would run home to grab his truck. Since Emme was already buckled into her seat, she just went with her Uncle J.D. When he arrived at home to grab his truck, he realized he did not have a carseat in his truck, nor did he know how to secure a carseat into his truck. So he did what any man would do, he put my precious 20 month old in a seat belt in the backseat. So they arrived to my surprise to see my "baby" all buckled in and she was so proud and thought she was somethin'. To top it off, she was sitting on a rain jacket, so I asked why and J.D replied, "She took a dump and I did not want it to leak on my truck"!!!! He is such a great Uncle and thought he had done real good. I thought it was hilarious and told him to drive very careful on the way home. We made it home safe and sound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6900338293359911837?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6900338293359911837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6900338293359911837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6900338293359911837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6900338293359911837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm?'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6810293097207077302</id><published>2008-06-09T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:43:04.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Read Another Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Okay, remind me to never read another blog again. I just finished reading one about a couple who lost their 3 months old baby girl just a couple of months ago and are trying to move on. It makes me realize how wonderful my life is right now.&lt;br /&gt;I know I would be tempted to not even carry on my own life if I lost my Emme. She is my life, my love, my everything. I aplaud this couple for being able to have enough faith in the Lord to move on and live life and be thankful for the short time they got to be with their daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really can't stop crying!&lt;br /&gt;Off to a happy note...&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided I was going to live differently. I have been mopy and unpleasant to be with. Which that sucks for the people who I am always with, because I really try to be a fun, easy going person, which I am told that I am, but in the last couple of years I have been a bit of a buzz kill. So, I vow today to fix the problem that is causing me to be a "Debbie Downer" and start living.&lt;br /&gt;I stuck to my new plan today and got up shortly after 7. This is early compared to the norm which has been set by Emme. Anyways, I poured myself a cup of coffe and crawled back into be and turned on a morning show and grabbed my latest book, &lt;em&gt;Gorgeously Green.&lt;/em&gt; It was so nice to just wake up slowly by myself. It lasted for an entire hour before my precious started blabbering in her bed. So we ventured in to her room and snuggled for a bit, then got ready and headed off to the gym to meet my sister, Holly. I got in a great workout and headed to the grocery store and then back home for lunch on the patio and playing in the back yard and then it was already'nap time. After nap we headed to Aunt Holly's house to teach Emme not to get in the pool unless I am there with her.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you all, but the pool in the backyard scares me so much with a 20 months old. She did really good, although she was tempted seeing her cousins and Uncle JD in the pool looked so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that lesson, we cooked dinner with my sister's family and ate and then ventured home for a well needed tata (shower) and bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;Not an overly fun day, but we accomplished some and loved and played lots.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, on Saturday, we sent our beloved puppy Jorge to live with a friend. I have had Jorge for 8 years. He is a fragile little 7lbs Maltese. He has been spoiled rotten for 6 years, but has been put on the back burner as we had Emme and now that Emme is so mobile, we felt like he would be happier living with a young college student who loves animals and at one point was in Vet school. We get a full report on him daily and he is doing well. Although he is probably handling this move better than me. I walk in the door and I don't hear him, or I anticipate the UPS man knock on the door and Jorge would bark and wake Emme, but none of that happens. I am sad to lose my first and only puppy who used to be my world, but I guess when you have babies you can't make one love miserable to satisfy the other.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have blabbed on and on today. I leave you with a request to pray for me to succeed in my goal to be happy and content with what I am and what I have. Don't get me wrong, I have an amazing husban, daughter, family, and home, but of course I am only human and I am looking for more. Anyways, pray for me to take it day by day and acheive what I need to. Until next time....have a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6810293097207077302?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6810293097207077302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6810293097207077302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6810293097207077302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6810293097207077302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-read-another-blog.html' title='Never Read Another Blog!!!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-7792797060050463544</id><published>2008-06-05T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:43:20.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Today was not a good day. I am now sick and there is nothing worse than being a stay-at-home mom and being sick. No matter what you are not allowed to stay in bed and take naps throughout the day because someone is still counting on me. So, after our Chiropractic visit we came home and just played around the house. By 12:30 it was finally nap time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It was really cute when I said lets go Nite Nite, Emme got her blanket and ran to her room ready to get in bed. She went right to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then Daddy surprised us when he came home from work early to rescue mommy. I got to sleep to 4pm. It was great. We actually got to have a family dinner and then we layed around the living room and watched Emme play before bedtime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We might not have felt very well, but at least we were all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-7792797060050463544?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/7792797060050463544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=7792797060050463544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7792797060050463544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/7792797060050463544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-4684386900592116344</id><published>2008-06-04T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:43:32.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have The Days Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Wow, where have all the days gone. My days get shorter and shorter everyday. That is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Today ?....it was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;To catch up, Saturday was a good day, we played by the pool all day.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we set off for church and Emme got to be promoted to the Big Girl class at church. She is now an Explorer. She of course loved it. When we went to pick her up from class, she was rocking in the teachers chair and then of course snatching the stroller from another little girl because she does not feel anyone should have any fun or play with anything but her. Hmmmm, do ya think she is a little Rotten?! Then my parents came into town and we hung out at the pool all evening long. It was really nice outside.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, by the looks of my sisters house you would think no one works around here. My family, my parents, and my sisters family hung out at the pool all day and really worked on our tans. Emme now loves the arm floaties and to swim by herself unassisted. Wow, she looks so bug when she jumps in and thinks she can do it all by herself. She swam back and fourth between me and Daddy. She took a great nap and then of course she finished the day off with a huge bowl of spaghetti and some yogurt. She had a great nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, well, we are showing signs of being sick again, so we headed over to her Dr, and he confirmed that yes she is getting sick and has two pretty good ear infections. She also took a hearing test and we found she has moderate temporary hearing loss in both ears. She is crazy because she does not complain, she just keeps on truckin just as happy as ever. So she is now on another antibiotic. If this all persists, we will be having surgery for tubes, tonsils, and adnoids. That should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are and it is Wednesday...Today we did nothing. We played at home all day and it was taxing. Lets see, Emme painted a picture, created a sticker picture, stirred the toilet water with a candle stick, gave me a bloody nose, annoyed Jorge (the family dog), played outside, tapped danced in her cousins tap shoes, and then off to bed finally. What an adventurous day. Wednesdays are normally gymnastics days, but with her getting sick we decided to forego the class and just stay home in our PJ's all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-4684386900592116344?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/4684386900592116344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=4684386900592116344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4684386900592116344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/4684386900592116344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-have-days-gone.html' title='Where Have The Days Gone?'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-6801962611028310095</id><published>2008-05-31T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:44:12.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamakazie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Today, my little dare devil showed her stuff...We went swimming at my sisters house all day, Emme at first would not dare touch the water or come too close. Soon, she stuck one foot in and then the other, by the end of the day she was jumping off the side to me and then wanted me to spin her in the water on her belly. And to top it all off, she was naked! Gotta love some naked sweet baby bottom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;After our tiring day of swimming she was starving and indulged in a big bowl of cheese ravioli and applesauce and the straight to bed. We can't wait to show Daddy her new swimming!!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I put Emme to bed at my sisters house down the street so that I could clean my brothers room (he is living at my sister's house for the summer doing his internship), when I went to leave, I picked her up out of her bed and held her tight and smelled her yummy warm hair. As soon as my sister saw her she snatched her up and did the same thing. She smelled her and begged for Emme to stay and snuggle with Aunt Holly all night. Like I said before, there is just something wonderful about a sleeping baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Note to Emme: You are truly the most wonderful gift I have ever received, I love you dearly. You are the reason I get up every morning, so I can see your happy and perfect smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-6801962611028310095?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/6801962611028310095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=6801962611028310095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6801962611028310095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/6801962611028310095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/05/kamakazie.html' title='Kamakazie!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642290615415376657.post-1953211753437155500</id><published>2008-05-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:44:24.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Day as a Blogger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well, this is my first day as a blogger...What exactly are you supposed to write about??? Lets see today I left Emme with her first real babysitter and it did not phase her one bit. She went right to Julie and never thought about me again. The funny thing is, that I am the one who gets so worn out by her business and neediness, I just can't wait for a break, and then I am the one who thinks about her and can't wait to rush home to look at her peaceful little body sleeping so soundly.&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch her sleep or pick her up and snuggle her and smell her. She smells so sweet and warm. Wow, I never thought I could love something so much. What was my life like before I had her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7642290615415376657-1953211753437155500?l=hillinhousehold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/feeds/1953211753437155500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7642290615415376657&amp;postID=1953211753437155500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1953211753437155500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7642290615415376657/posts/default/1953211753437155500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hillinhousehold.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-day-as-blogger.html' title='My First Day as a Blogger!'/><author><name>Hillin Household</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03046491028385208249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
