<?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-2988567244621060514</id><updated>2012-02-01T21:47:04.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things</title><subtitle type='html'>Things about Olivia, homeschooling, crafting, cooking, and just living....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7350911978105964977</id><published>2011-09-28T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:31:06.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I always say, "it's been a long time.." but it REALLY has been</title><content type='html'>So, I've been on blogging vacation for a while. I just didn't like it. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to share all my feelings for all the world to read, but I have so many things inside just festering and I NEED to release them!!! &amp;nbsp;I am going to be honest and I am sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the past few months, I have been running with an awesome group of women. &amp;nbsp;They are encouraging and fun to be around. &amp;nbsp;Last night though, I wanted to quit. &amp;nbsp;Not because of the girls, but because of me. &amp;nbsp;I don't feel like I am improving at all. &amp;nbsp;I feel like I am always going to be the slow one (which is fine, but discouraging.) &amp;nbsp;It just made me sad last night. &amp;nbsp;Then, once I got home and &amp;nbsp;talked to Chad, he had me decide which I wanted more, to train for a half-marathon or to try to get pregnant again. &amp;nbsp;I know there will always be half-marathons, so my decision was easy. &amp;nbsp;I am not going to stop running, I will still do it, but I am not going to put pressure on myself. And, once we start trying, there will be nights I won't go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling is going well. &amp;nbsp;I have released myself from the pressure I've put on myself. &amp;nbsp;It's so hard when you have a child like Olivia who is so bright and has always talked like a grown-up, to remember she is only 4. &amp;nbsp;I have been killing myself to teach her to read and accomplish other benchmarks that I have set for her that are unrealistic. &amp;nbsp;She is only 4. &amp;nbsp;The basics is what we need!! &amp;nbsp;We love going to CC (classical conversations) on Tuesdays to meet with our tutor, Ms. Fran. &amp;nbsp;Olivia loves standing up in front of the group and giving her presentations and is doing a great job communicating with her audience. &amp;nbsp;She has really matured in that area in just 6 weeks. &amp;nbsp;We take a break this week, so we will play catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was promoted to manager at Gymboree, which means more responsibility and more pay. &amp;nbsp;We have been so blessed to have this opportunity at Gymboree for the past few years. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't change it for the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been on a "trying to have another baby" break for at least 5 months. &amp;nbsp;I have tried not to worry, count days, take ovulation tests, read blogs about it, and not see a doctor. &amp;nbsp;But, the time has come to start thinking about it again. &amp;nbsp;Chad wants to be done having babies by the time he is 40 and he turned 38 earlier this month. &amp;nbsp;So, off to the doctor I go. &amp;nbsp;I have had to make some tough decisions regarding doctors. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to go back to the same doctor I had been seeing. &amp;nbsp;I was kinda tired of feeling like just a chart and that she didn't really care about how I felt or what was going on in my brain. &amp;nbsp;So, after much prayer and consideration, we are changing. &amp;nbsp;I am going to see Fred Kinder. &amp;nbsp;He goes to our church and is a Christian. &amp;nbsp;I feel very comfortable with my decision, but with the current living situation (my brother and his friend live with us), I am second guessing even going to see the doctor to try to even try to get pregnant. &amp;nbsp;Olivia prays every night that Jesus will put two babies in my tummy. &amp;nbsp;I kinda hope so too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough venting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7350911978105964977?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7350911978105964977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7350911978105964977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7350911978105964977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7350911978105964977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-know-i-always-say-its-been-long-time.html' title='I know, I always say, &quot;it&apos;s been a long time..&quot; but it REALLY has been'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-3170342187628380420</id><published>2011-02-15T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:27:10.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long week and it's only Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>This week is filled to the brim with things to be done. &amp;nbsp;I only have Tuesday off this week. &amp;nbsp;But, it's okay. &amp;nbsp;I just miss the time with my family. &amp;nbsp;Chad has been sick for the past few days, so he is quarantined to our bedroom. &amp;nbsp;Olivia and I have been camping out in the living room on Papaw's bed! &amp;nbsp;It's been a fun experience for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight, we went to a meeting about Classical Conversations. &amp;nbsp;It is the school/curriculum we will be using in the fall. &amp;nbsp;We went to the open house there a while back and I fell in love with the curriculum. &amp;nbsp;Once a week, the kids meet together and are taught by a tutor who introduces the subjects that will be learned that week at home. The way the curriculum is set up, it builds upon knowledge instead of teaching to a test (like all 4th grade moms in Louisiana can tell you about, their children are taught to take a standardized test...). &amp;nbsp;CC focuses on 3 stages of learning (all based on the biblical principal about learning that is laid out in Proverbs 24:3-4): knowledge, understanding, and wisdom. &amp;nbsp;When we were there for the open house, I was AMAZED at how much those kids knew and were retaining. &amp;nbsp;They could spout off historical time lines that I didn't know...and they had hand movements to help them remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I didn't expect during the meeting was how convicted I would feel. &amp;nbsp;Weird I know. &amp;nbsp;But, I did. &amp;nbsp;I felt so convicted about the way I've been parenting. &amp;nbsp;Not that I've been doing things badly or wrong, but I just began to feel convicted about my motives for homeschooling and for the way Olivia and I communicate. &amp;nbsp;I want to homeschool for many reasons, one of the main ones is that I think it's plain stupid for a child to be tested to get into a "good" school in this town. &amp;nbsp;I think it's wrong their school decisions have to be dependent upon a test that is given to them by a stranger. &amp;nbsp;But, I never stopped to really think about the fact that I am really doing this to help shape her heart to be the best Christian example she can. &amp;nbsp;I began to feel convicted about the Christian example I've been for her, and quite frankly, it's been awful, maybe not forever but for the last few months I have sucked at being a good example for her. &amp;nbsp;I want to be the best mom and Christian for her and for the Christian she will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's our life lately....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3170342187628380420?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3170342187628380420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3170342187628380420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3170342187628380420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3170342187628380420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-been-long-week-and-its-only-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s been a long week and it&apos;s only Tuesday!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-8833061616752561368</id><published>2011-02-03T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T10:37:49.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 4!!!</title><content type='html'>On Monday,&amp;nbsp; Olivia turned 4 years old!&amp;nbsp; So hard for me to believe!&amp;nbsp; Some days, it feels like forever ago, but others it feels like yesterday!&amp;nbsp; She is so stinking smart and creative it's unreal.&amp;nbsp; She had her party at Gymboree on Saturday with her friends.&amp;nbsp; Then, on Monday, we went to Chick Fil A for lunch and she was greated with more friends!&amp;nbsp; I brought cupcakes to share...she had a fun day.&amp;nbsp; We spent the rest of the day spending her birthday money!&amp;nbsp; She was super excited that she could pick out a toy and I would say yes that she could get it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait to see what this year brings for her!&amp;nbsp; (I am sorry I don't have any pictures to share.&amp;nbsp; I am away from my computer....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Grace, you are a super smart and bright little girl!&amp;nbsp; You ask a lot of questions and you have a heart for learning.&amp;nbsp; You also have a huge heart and care deeply for your friends and family.&amp;nbsp; You are easily bored, especially if you aren't being challenged.&amp;nbsp; You really love watching Disney channel!&amp;nbsp; You are in a phase where you like to create things with play dough.&amp;nbsp; You are super independent and determined (this is code for stubborn, just like your daddy, ok, maybe it's just like me...)&amp;nbsp; You love church and learning about Jesus.&amp;nbsp; You are getting really good at memorizing memory verses!&amp;nbsp; There are more things I could post I am certain, but above all things you are LOVED!!!&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday sweet girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8833061616752561368?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8833061616752561368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8833061616752561368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8833061616752561368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8833061616752561368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2011/02/shes-4.html' title='She&apos;s 4!!!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-5015977494691542480</id><published>2011-01-26T09:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:29:50.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Man...the soreness is here</title><content type='html'>So, last night we ran 3 sets of 15minutes. &amp;nbsp;I am sore today!!! Could be that I did some wii fit, the biggest loser workout dvd, and some p90x before I ran last night...either way, I'm feeling it today! &amp;nbsp;It was a great run. &amp;nbsp;I love going with those girls. &amp;nbsp;They are such an encouragement. &amp;nbsp;(Even if they do have to double back to get me a few times!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't watch the state of the union address last night by our lovely commander in chief, but I heard that he said something about America being the light of the world....somehow, I think not!!! How crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of torn up about getting Olivia's 4 year old shots...I've seen too many things about their side effects...so I just don't know. &amp;nbsp;My dad would say I am some sort of hippie, I know. &amp;nbsp;But, he thinks that a lot about me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia's birthday party is Saturday. &amp;nbsp;I haven't bought the girl anything! &amp;nbsp;I haven't even completely made the cake decision!!! &amp;nbsp;Man, this stinks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad today is Wednesday. &amp;nbsp;I get to stay in my home pants, until 4:45 when I go work at the well!!! &amp;nbsp;I plan on sewing some. &amp;nbsp;I need to make Olivia something to wear for her party....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go, I need to find things creative to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5015977494691542480?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5015977494691542480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5015977494691542480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5015977494691542480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5015977494691542480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/manthe-soreness-is-here.html' title='Man...the soreness is here'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-8691833457189917441</id><published>2011-01-25T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:56:56.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I am going to try to blog on a daily basis....kind of like my journal.  The only bad thing about blogging is the world can see it and I feel like I have to censor some of what I am feeling so I don't make any one angry.  Ugh, I hate that.  Not that I want to talk badly about anyone, but I want to talk candidly about how I am actually feeling about things.  Oh well, we shall see what happens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Olivia turns 4 next Tuesday!  So hard for me to believe.  Some days, it feels like yesterday that she was born, but others, it feels like longer than 4 years!  She is amazingly smart!  I am surprised every day with the things she comes up with.  We do the &lt;a href="http://www.aophomeschooling.com/horizons/overview.php"&gt;horizons&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; curriculum and she loves it, although I feel sometimes she is smarter than the book, so we have to add things to challenge her.  She gets bored very easily, so this keeps me on my toes.  We all know that bored kiddos get into trouble quicker, so I have to get creative.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;About 7 months ago, I took a big step and decided to stop eating meat.  I haven't gone completely vegan, mainly because I am addicted (and I do mean addicted) to Greek yogurt!  It makes me happy!  I haven't regretted my decision to not eat meat.  (Although, there have been days that the smell of steak cooking makes me hungry, but then I remember why I stopped...and the feeling quickly passes.)  I read the wrong &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Skinny-Bitch-Rory-Freedman/dp/0762424931/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1295966348&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;book &lt;/a&gt;.  Thus, changing my opinion on all things meat related.  (if you decide to read this book, be warned, the language, is bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am currently training to run a 10k with some friends.  I should mention that I jumped in to the week that they were running 4 ten minute stretches....that was a lot of running for me!  Tonight, we start 18 minutes of running 3 different times....could be interesting.  I am excited.  I never thought I would say that I like running, but I do.  I am thankful my friend Cheryl, helped encourage me about a year ago to start running, but taking a break was the absolute worst thing I could have done!  After we do the 10k, we plan on training for a half marathon, and then a full marathon!  (I am also doing some p90x and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; fit-I know, I'm crazy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think I need to share that the wild girl that I love so much is currently walking around the living room, eating yogurt with chopsticks....she's a goose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have been spending some time sewing.  My friend, Chrissie, opened a consignment store in November and I had the opportunity to make some Christmas shirts for her store.  I got the best &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Little-Girls-Big-Style-Boutique/dp/1607051885/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1295966909&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago.  I love all the patterns and all the cool fabrics she uses.  (I think Shreveport needs a cool fabric shop!!!!!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We are trying, STILL, to get pregnant.  It's really tough and if Olivia has anything to do with it, I will have twins.  She asks Jesus to put 2 babies in my tummy EVERY night when she prays, it's super sweet!  I am praying that one day, hopefully soon, He will answer our prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, enough for today.  Time to entertain the girl!&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/2988567244621060514-8691833457189917441?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8691833457189917441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8691833457189917441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8691833457189917441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8691833457189917441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go....'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-5351277385639916526</id><published>2010-03-31T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:44:12.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggling</title><content type='html'>Here we go-another post-with nothing directly about Olivia.  Sorry...still in need of some therapy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many of you know that when Chad and I were first married, we tried to get pregnant.  We went through rounds and rounds of clomid and progesterone-it was a very LONG and difficult process.  I had been off all those meds for about 7 months when we found out we were expecting Olivia.  We were super excited-and she is a bright, beautiful, wonderful, hilarious, amazing little person!  WE are constantly amazed at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been telling me for sometime now that she wants a baby in my tummy.  And more specifically, she wants a girl baby in there.  My heart BROKE the first time she ever said this to me.  I know it sounds cute and sweet, don't get me wrong it is, but those words were like daggers to my heart.  You see, since Olivia has been born, we have not used birth control, nothing zilch...and we have not gotten pregnant.  BREAKS my heart.  I want Olivia to have sibling.  I want Chad to have a son (if not, the Moon last name pretty much ends with us-makes me sad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have started and stopped the clomid process off and on for about a year or more, but the only problem is I have a cyst and they don't want to give the medicine if you have a cyst for fear of making it worse.  I went to the doctor yesterday to discuss all this and other issues going on and they saw that once again, I have a cyst.  They want it to go away before we do any more clomid.  I have two weeks to PRAY this cyst away!  If not, we will be face with going to see the fertility doctor.  (Not something I am looking forward to, that's more expensive than the child itself!)  Please be praying for us-pray for the cyst to go away, pray for peace, pray for guidance in the next steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dealing with serious guilt.  I KNOW we already have one child, we should be thankful and move on (tell that to a man that knows his name will end, tell that to my heart that longs to see my husband be a dad to a little boy).  I KNOW God has a purpose (don't need "well meaning" folks telling me that to make me feel better-when it often stings like pouring salt in a wound.)  This is a hard thing to deal with whether or not you have kids or 7 kids and want more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(again-say what you want, think what you want-this is how I feel about this!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5351277385639916526?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5351277385639916526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5351277385639916526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5351277385639916526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5351277385639916526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2010/03/struggling.html' title='Struggling'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-8764948030650673948</id><published>2010-03-31T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:28:10.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Get Real</title><content type='html'>I know there are people out there (family members) that look to this blog for pictures of Olivia and to find out the goings on of the Moon household.  And that's all fine well and good....but this entry is not about that (not directly anyway).  It's time for me to be real.  Real about my feelings-real about what's going on-just real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I felt like I needed to put the disclaimer so no one is surprised by the contents of this entry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's out of the way-where to begin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I've been reading this amazing book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Becoming-More-Than-Bible-Study/dp/0310293251"&gt;Becoming More&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-get it and read it-I have laughed- cried- been challenged.  By far one of the best books I've read in my adult life.  One of the things that really stuck out with me is this quote "external achievement never equals internal acceptance."  WHAT-for all these years I've been doing everything on the outside to make my life "better" when in all actuality I was trying to feel some acceptance from family, friends-anyone....but there was always something missing....and I finally got it-I realized all my achievements and doing are fleeting-God is forever.  His love for me is more than anything I can ever imagine....and His acceptance is what matters!  But at the same time, we are to be looking for Him, seeking Him and it's HARD! &lt;br /&gt;     When I look at my adult life, I see all the things I want to teach Olivia NOT to be, and am realizing, I fail at teaching her those things.  I don't want her to have insecurities or hang-ups, I want her to be confident and certain of who she is in the Lord.  I'm making changes daily to make sure she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just know, I am putting this out there as therapy-and I don't care who agrees or disagrees!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8764948030650673948?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8764948030650673948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8764948030650673948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8764948030650673948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8764948030650673948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-get-real.html' title='Time to Get Real'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-743617714358173864</id><published>2010-02-21T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:39:49.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World-</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody!  I know that it's been FOREVER since I've blogged.  And I know that I haven't posted pictures in about a million years....but here's the deal-my computer is almost out of memory so I am very hesitant to upload any pictures to my computer to post on here-I have 2 alternatives, I can either get an external hard drive or take my memory cards to a photo kiosk, download my pictures to cds-and then upload them, I am working on it.  I will go ahead and update everyone on the goings on at the Moon household-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad and I celebrated 5 years of marriage New Year's Eve, that's right, 5 years and we've NEVER had a fight LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a 3 year old!  Hard to believe!  She is so smart and inquisitive...it's awesome to see the world through her eyes!  She teaches me something about myself every single day.  (Most days, it's that I need to be more patient! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently started couponning-it's a great money saver, I only saved 21% on my first attempt, but next time I will do better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is chugging along.  God is constantly showing us that He is in control...NOT us...that's a hard lesson to learn...I guess that why He shows us daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the most recent pic that was saved on the computer (it's from January 20th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/S4FEyLCWaOI/AAAAAAAACKE/TwEnDt6MB-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/S4FEyLCWaOI/AAAAAAAACKE/TwEnDt6MB-Y/s400/IMG_0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440705453587065058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-743617714358173864?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/743617714358173864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=743617714358173864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/743617714358173864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/743617714358173864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-world.html' title='Hello World-'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/S4FEyLCWaOI/AAAAAAAACKE/TwEnDt6MB-Y/s72-c/IMG_0413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7531001314413518469</id><published>2009-09-25T15:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:43:45.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No one faint!!</title><content type='html'>I am updating!!! Woo hoo!!! I know the grandparents will be happy about this!!! Life is good here at the Moon household. Olivia started preschool on September 1st. She goes to school everyday and stays til 2 on two of those days. She LOVES it! It makes me so happy to drop her off every day and know she's happy and well taken care of! She goes to preschool at our church so she is super comfortable there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little stinker told me a couple of days when I picked her up that she cried for me when I wasn't there. I was quite puzzled by this comment. I didn't play into it nor pay much attentiong, but I did plan on asking her teachers. So, when I dropped her off Thursday, I asked Ms. Katie and Ms. Paula if she had and I asked them in front of Olivia so she knew I was going to check up on her. So I did ask, and just as I suspected-she was fibbing!!!! Little stinker! They said from one she NEVER cried!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been dealing with our bed being invaded most nights. Makes sleeping hard for all of us. So, today, one of our friends is giving us their old full bed. We are hoping that if her bed is nice and comfy and big like ours that she will want to stay in it! We shall see how it goes. (I'll do my best to keep you updated...don't laugh...I'll try!)-edited-sunday night-we put Olivia in her bed tonight...no rocking, read our books, said our prayers and she came out 5 times....each time we put her back and now...it's 10:41 about 20 minutes after her last time up and there are no sounds coming from her room!  Now, we shall see what happens in the middle of the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day, I took Olivia and her bff Caroline to Norton Art gallery...my favorite spot in Shreveport for a picnic and photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of their pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386357377466247666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SsAvfyUuKfI/AAAAAAAACGQ/zYWP8S_koZc/s400/IMG_9067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386357673934817698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SsAvxCwViaI/AAAAAAAACGY/RaYQi2ETHfs/s400/IMG_9073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386357959646785458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SsAwBrHYL7I/AAAAAAAACGg/2i9L4rTz_Ik/s400/IMG_9034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;what a beautiful girl!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now...don't want to over load you with information!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7531001314413518469?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7531001314413518469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7531001314413518469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7531001314413518469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7531001314413518469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-one-faint.html' title='No one faint!!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SsAvfyUuKfI/AAAAAAAACGQ/zYWP8S_koZc/s72-c/IMG_9067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3006043550253508292</id><published>2009-07-27T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:16:41.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are startig the "Jamie Needs New Pants" Fund</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time since I blogged about anything...but here is a pic of my weight loss journey....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/Sm5CqQjOiaI/AAAAAAAACGI/i6ejm6LfPHs/s1600-h/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/Sm5CqQjOiaI/AAAAAAAACGI/i6ejm6LfPHs/s400/209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363297500009499042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am standing one pant leg of my "favorite" jeans!!! Pretty Crazy!!....Look at Liv's face...priceless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3006043550253508292?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3006043550253508292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3006043550253508292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3006043550253508292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3006043550253508292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-startig-jamie-needs-new-pants.html' title='We are startig the &quot;Jamie Needs New Pants&quot; Fund'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/Sm5CqQjOiaI/AAAAAAAACGI/i6ejm6LfPHs/s72-c/209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5916976630143015830</id><published>2009-06-02T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:58:59.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I was naked outside eating a Popsicle</title><content type='html'>After playing in the water in her pool, Olivia was drenched. So, instead of putting her in another outfit because it was so close to bath time, we let Olivia go outside and eat her Popsicle in just her "snow whiteys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXmmDXKEkI/AAAAAAAACEs/vOUcvJhZjMA/s1600-h/IMG_3211_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXmmDXKEkI/AAAAAAAACEs/vOUcvJhZjMA/s400/IMG_3211_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342930074356814402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXlP8Woz5I/AAAAAAAACEM/jFB2YhcP5_k/s1600-h/IMG_3206_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXlP8Woz5I/AAAAAAAACEM/jFB2YhcP5_k/s400/IMG_3206_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928595006836626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXml_mFsZI/AAAAAAAACEk/5bBT91xc8OA/s1600-h/IMG_3205_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXml_mFsZI/AAAAAAAACEk/5bBT91xc8OA/s400/IMG_3205_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342930073345700242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5916976630143015830?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5916976630143015830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5916976630143015830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5916976630143015830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5916976630143015830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-was-naked-outside-eating-popsicle.html' title='So, I was naked outside eating a Popsicle'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXmmDXKEkI/AAAAAAAACEs/vOUcvJhZjMA/s72-c/IMG_3211_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3103481868369683024</id><published>2009-06-02T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:44:08.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Poxsicle and Ice Cream Cone (not on the same day)</title><content type='html'>A while back, I bought some Dora Popsicles, which Olivia calls,"poxsicles." She's been wanting to eat them for a while, but being a mean mommy and one who wasn't looking forward to the mess that is involved with Popsicles, I put off giving them to her until it was REALLY warm outside. So, a few days ago, I gave it to her for her to enjoy on the carport...and enjoy she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXVCMpD77I/AAAAAAAACD8/LpEwhnjZGDg/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXVCMpD77I/AAAAAAAACD8/LpEwhnjZGDg/s400/IMG_3159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342910766674866098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXULy3fpBI/AAAAAAAACDc/yrPSKe2ctP0/s1600-h/IMG_3162_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXULy3fpBI/AAAAAAAACDc/yrPSKe2ctP0/s400/IMG_3162_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342909832043144210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with her Popsicles, but seriously how cute is she!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXUMJ6XGlI/AAAAAAAACDk/OFMgX0T7b5w/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXUMJ6XGlI/AAAAAAAACDk/OFMgX0T7b5w/s400/IMG_3158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342909838229183058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3103481868369683024?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3103481868369683024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3103481868369683024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3103481868369683024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3103481868369683024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-poxsicle-and-ice-cream-cone-not.html' title='First Poxsicle and Ice Cream Cone (not on the same day)'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXVCMpD77I/AAAAAAAACD8/LpEwhnjZGDg/s72-c/IMG_3159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4323183793502784789</id><published>2009-06-02T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:32:45.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Mommy</title><content type='html'>The other day, after seeing me read a magazine, I looked over to find this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSPcLPdmI/AAAAAAAACDM/tPkqSHVtCF4/s1600-h/IMG_3103-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSPcLPdmI/AAAAAAAACDM/tPkqSHVtCF4/s400/IMG_3103-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342907695648175714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSOicGSKI/AAAAAAAACDE/XbUH98zc0ek/s1600-h/IMG_3101-1_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSOicGSKI/AAAAAAAACDE/XbUH98zc0ek/s400/IMG_3101-1_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342907680149620898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I guess, she decided to check to see what she could eat, she was checking out the points in the weight watcher foods book!!!  Silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSPS7W0_I/AAAAAAAACDU/KlVJmXu0v64/s1600-h/IMG_3105-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSPS7W0_I/AAAAAAAACDU/KlVJmXu0v64/s400/IMG_3105-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342907693165630450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4323183793502784789?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4323183793502784789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4323183793502784789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4323183793502784789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4323183793502784789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-mommy.html' title='Like Mommy'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiXSPcLPdmI/AAAAAAAACDM/tPkqSHVtCF4/s72-c/IMG_3103-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4708572815331500552</id><published>2009-05-14T07:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:39:00.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting Flowers with Papaw (I've been trying to post this forever)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago Olivia and Papaw planted some flowers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiPx7kbFH6I/AAAAAAAACC0/P2MXyWcMFuA/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiPx7kbFH6I/AAAAAAAACC0/P2MXyWcMFuA/s400/IMG_2939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379588683374498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiPxelJsREI/AAAAAAAACCs/4atD87_J7sc/s1600-h/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiPxelJsREI/AAAAAAAACCs/4atD87_J7sc/s400/IMG_2941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342379090662671426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4708572815331500552?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4708572815331500552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4708572815331500552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4708572815331500552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4708572815331500552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/planting-flowers-with-papaw-ive-been.html' title='Planting Flowers with Papaw (I&apos;ve been trying to post this forever)'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SiPx7kbFH6I/AAAAAAAACC0/P2MXyWcMFuA/s72-c/IMG_2939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-546188859092026240</id><published>2009-04-09T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:50:54.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First ER Visit and Broken Bone...</title><content type='html'>(There are no  pics for this post, I am at work so I don't have my pics here...)  So, Sunday was a normal day for us.  We got up, got ready, went to church, picked up lunch.  Olivia and I were sitting on the sofa enjoying our nuggets and she was falling asleep while eating so I knew she was EXHAUSTED.  The previous week, Ms. Jane and Danyelle were here visiting...getting all that extra attention wears a girl out!  So, Olivia finished up here lunch and it was off to change our diaper for our nap.  Well, she was NOT happy about 1. having her diaper changed or 2. having to take a nap.  So, she is squirming and fighting me, I was wearing a very slippery shirt...and I dropped her!  I picked her up and she was doing that whole hold your breath in shock thing and then she screamed.  Chad was already on his way down the hall to see what all the commotion was.  I told him, and we said we would just watch her, but...once in the light we realized she was pale and her lips were turning blue.  So, off to the car we went it such a frenzy I forgot my shoes!!  I sat in the back seat (Olivia didn't get in her car seat, we were afraid to put her in there) with Olivia on my lap singing every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; song I could think of, asking all the questions...talking loudly, rolling down the windows, blowing in her face...you name it to keep her awake...it was SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SCAREY&lt;/span&gt;!  Chad was going 90 on I-49 with his hazards on.  We were both nervous.  I find it so interesting how mommies and daddies handle situations like this.  Chad wanted it fixed and I wanted to protect.  So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we get to the ER and I am still barefoot by the way...i get her all checked in she's still doing weird stuff.  We wait in the room for what seemed like an eternity to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;.  The nurse told me to keep her awake...that was way easier said than done.  The doctor finally came in to see us and said we would do a cat scan and he told us that it's an old wives tale about kiddos falling asleep after hitting their heads...the problem only comes when  you can't wake them up...that went against EVERYTHING chad and I felt was right, so we let her fall asleep, but woke her every few minutes.  The nurse gave her some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;motrin&lt;/span&gt; and see napped.  The Cat Scan was CRAZY she hated being confined....but the tech and daddy did a great job with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got her to drink some apple juice and she didn't have any nausea or vomiting so the doctor was about to release us...she did in fact according to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; have a concussion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time, Olivia had been complaining about her arm hurting.  She would move quickly and she would burst into tears!  I felt so badly for her.  So, I told the doctor, he said it didn't impress him when he first checked her and she'd be fine.  I said very firmly NO, something is wrong with her arm.  So, they did an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt; (3 at first and then they had to do another because her head was turned) and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt; tech told us that she did indeed have a broken collar bone!  Their reports called it a green stick break, but at our follow up visit at our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pediatrician's&lt;/span&gt; she did another x-ray and said it was actually all the way broken.  So, she will be wearing a sling and wrapped with an ace bandage to her side for 2 weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a trooper!  She just keeps on keeping on.  We take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;motrin&lt;/span&gt; 3 times a day keeping any swelling or pain at bay.  We stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; with Cheryl yesterday and she played...no pain....she's seriously a trooper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"ll add some pics of her with her bandaged self when I get home!!  Just wanted to give everyone the update.  I can't type this long at home when she's awake because she likes to press the buttons and she wants my undivided attention all the time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-546188859092026240?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/546188859092026240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=546188859092026240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/546188859092026240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/546188859092026240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-first-er-visit-and-broken-bone.html' title='Our First ER Visit and Broken Bone...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6084675728864680227</id><published>2009-03-22T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:28:05.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is Potty Boot Camp</title><content type='html'>Some of my friends with new babies have gone through bottle boot camp with their babies over the past few months.  Well, tomorrow, I think we are going to kick off Potty Boot Camp with a very stubborn, opinionated, strong-willed, two year old!  It should prove to be interesting!  She shows a lot of the signs that all the references say they should show to be ready to go potty.  So, tomorrow it's training panties and plastic pants for us!  I'll let you know how it goes....we shall see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo from our spring photo session this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SccBoNoa_PI/AAAAAAAACCk/Okg4SCEf3fU/s1600-h/IMG_7907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SccBoNoa_PI/AAAAAAAACCk/Okg4SCEf3fU/s400/IMG_7907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316219675499756786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6084675728864680227?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6084675728864680227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6084675728864680227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6084675728864680227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6084675728864680227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/tomorrow-is-potty-boot-camp.html' title='Tomorrow is Potty Boot Camp'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SccBoNoa_PI/AAAAAAAACCk/Okg4SCEf3fU/s72-c/IMG_7907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1301520401523724106</id><published>2009-03-20T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:43:39.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's been 154984531657 years since I updated!</title><content type='html'>I know,  I've been a terrible blogger!  What's my problem...I have plenty of time right, nothing else to do with my time....I know that's what at least one of you out there is thinking!  Welp, you may be right, but during my free time, I spend most of my time sweeping my floors or playing with Olivia, or even painting these days.  It's been NUTS.  We FINALLY closed on our house.  It was a  long rough road.  We are all moved in, but not completely unpacked at all.  If you want our new address, text or email me and I'll give it to you.  I don't really want to post here...for safety reasons.  Any how, I'm posting from work so I don't have any pics to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1301520401523724106?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1301520401523724106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1301520401523724106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1301520401523724106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1301520401523724106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-its-been-154984531657-years-since-i.html' title='So it&apos;s been 154984531657 years since I updated!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-97205013611848493</id><published>2009-02-10T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:12:38.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Heard in the Monitor</title><content type='html'>So, tonight was a weird night for Olivia.  We went to the "big" aka new house tonight, so we were showing her all the fun things about the house.  We went out to eat for supper, and then we went to Michael's (the craft store...momma needed some yarn and knitting needles.) Then when we got home, Chad had to go to Walmart for something for work, but Olivia kept saying,"walk josie daddy," she knew we were home and Josie needed her walk.  So, about 15 mins later, Chad was back and they went to take Josie for her walk.  So, then she got her bath, but our rule is if you scream at Mommy and Daddy, you don't get a story.  Needless to say, she screamed at us...no story.  That made her very mad, then she screamed at us about that, so her rocking time was cut short.  We usually rock for about 10 mins talking and singing and praying.  And at the end of that, she gets 10 rocks and a kiss from each of us and tucked in...due to some screaming the rocking was cut short, so after a few minutes it was time for 10 rocks, she was VERY unhappy about it.  So we put her down and made an exit.  It had been like 25 minutes, we knew she had to be asleep.  We were watching tv and I was knitting when we heard her in the monitor.  She was saying,"Mooommmy, come get me.  I need woks....pease....MOmmmmmy come get me...I NEEEEEED woks...pease..." I mean SERIOUSLY who could resist that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-97205013611848493?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/97205013611848493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=97205013611848493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/97205013611848493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/97205013611848493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-heard-in-monitor.html' title='Things Heard in the Monitor'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6286752675348340330</id><published>2009-02-08T16:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:45:17.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the sunglasses Cavan!</title><content type='html'>Olivia's friend Cavan gave her a jewelry box with some bracelets and some hot pink heart shaped sunglasses!! Last Sunday, she wore her bracelets to church (all of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300560825360755762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_LH6rDI/AAAAAAAACB8/DAIae9MoyEk/s400/IMG_2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week, she wore her sunglasses...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300560833248493378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_ogf_0I/AAAAAAAACCM/TE_p2hYkNQg/s400/IMG_7862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300560833871690050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_q1FOUI/AAAAAAAACCU/qaCtqd5v14g/s400/IMG_7863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300560829168724226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_ZTzqQI/AAAAAAAACCE/482-ckwAFRg/s400/IMG_7861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300560836101942530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_zI0LQI/AAAAAAAACCc/Hmc7scd9NFY/s400/IMG_7864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6286752675348340330?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6286752675348340330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6286752675348340330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6286752675348340330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6286752675348340330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-for-sunglasses-cavan.html' title='Thanks for the sunglasses Cavan!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9f_LH6rDI/AAAAAAAACB8/DAIae9MoyEk/s72-c/IMG_2245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1179545476907983473</id><published>2009-02-08T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:35:50.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Photo Post...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the birthday photos are too many to count and I really get very A D D going through them. We went to Norton Art Gallery yesterday....here are some of the shots I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557215335060354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9ctCuuE4I/AAAAAAAACBU/Lq293txrIHs/s400/IMG_7807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557218933573362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9ctQIrBvI/AAAAAAAACBc/BBciDQ9nnSw/s400/IMG_7818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557223559926818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9cthXrlCI/AAAAAAAACBk/dPqZw2GZRjk/s400/IMG_7825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stopping to smell the flowers....she kept wantin to "mell the flours meese"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557227571223634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9ctwUDHFI/AAAAAAAACBs/QdKg2PiDvv4/s400/IMG_7831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my FAVORITE picture from our visit, I'm considering having it printed in 16x20, I just love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557236960177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9cuTSjLqI/AAAAAAAACB0/2B_f6aYRDk8/s400/IMG_7830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I promise I will get some party pics on here soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1179545476907983473?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1179545476907983473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1179545476907983473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1179545476907983473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1179545476907983473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-post.html' title='A Photo Post...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SY9ctCuuE4I/AAAAAAAACBU/Lq293txrIHs/s72-c/IMG_7807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7719458897577819914</id><published>2009-01-30T08:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:21:16.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Olivia Grace!! You are LOVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SYRcgnhP_NI/AAAAAAAAB_0/YnMv26Is1pM/s1600-h/IMG_7751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SYRcgnhP_NI/AAAAAAAAB_0/YnMv26Is1pM/s400/IMG_7751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297460777128557778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blows my mind to think that Olivia is two today!!! She has grown and matured so much in the last year.  I thought I would do an update on her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We went to the doctor on Tuesday and she weighs 25lbs...&lt;br /&gt;*she HATES the doctors...she cries to even get on the scales, it's sad...&lt;br /&gt;*she's in the 25th percentile for her age/weight...where she's been her whole life which is good...she's consistent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of things that make up her day most days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anything ariel&lt;br /&gt;*Mickey Mouse clubhouse&lt;br /&gt;*imagination movers&lt;br /&gt;*loves playing at gymboree&lt;br /&gt;*painting&lt;br /&gt;*coloring&lt;br /&gt;*playing with playdough&lt;br /&gt;*doing things by herself&lt;br /&gt;*talking on the phone, chad actually had a conversation with her the other day!&lt;br /&gt;*loves Cookie Man at church, the feeling is mutual!&lt;br /&gt;*Josh Ricketts...she loves that boy, lights up when we head to church and she can see "Shosh"&lt;br /&gt;*Brody...she loves that baby! She sat in the floor with him the other day and watched over him...so sweet&lt;br /&gt;*Aunt Cheryl....sometimes we have to use her name to get her in/out of the car!&lt;br /&gt;*her Daddy!  She gets very excited when she hears his keys in the door!&lt;br /&gt;*throwing balls...she's got pretty good aim!&lt;br /&gt;*sliding..on her tummy or her bottom...&lt;br /&gt;*dancing....we have a dance session every day at some point...&lt;br /&gt;*singing...she just started this one, she will hum or sing and when we look at her, she gets embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;*her name puzzle stools...both of them...we must do those puzzles at least 20 times a day&lt;br /&gt;* the child is OBSESSED with stickers...we get some every time we are out...&lt;br /&gt;* walking Josie...she gets excited about it every afternoon&lt;br /&gt;* she's a picky eater...but what toddler isn't..&lt;br /&gt;* has started to be extremely shy again...we are working on it&lt;br /&gt;* loves her new pa pack (backpack that is her new diaper bag)&lt;br /&gt;* loves her family all of them, gets excited when they are on the phone and gets really excited when she gets to see them in person&lt;br /&gt;* started calling us Jamie and Chad...needless to say we now call each other Mommy and Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;* calls us "hon" because I call chad that....&lt;br /&gt;* when someone coughs or sneezes, she asks "you alwight"  we think she's gonna be a doctor...we are good with that idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she can do...&lt;br /&gt;*say 3 to 5 word sentences&lt;br /&gt;* run...&lt;br /&gt;*buckle her straps on her car seat&lt;br /&gt;*put her shoes on, 90% the time she puts them on the correct feet&lt;br /&gt;*tell you what she wants...&lt;br /&gt;*undo and redo her own diaper and tell you when she's pottied (now if she'll do it on the potty!)&lt;br /&gt;*she knows the colors red, purple, blue, green and "ellow"&lt;br /&gt;*count with you, knows what comes after 1, and where 9 is in the order...&lt;br /&gt;*put on her clothes, she needs help but she's getting much better, she especially loves putting on her pajamas&lt;br /&gt;*blow on automatic doors to open them....thanks for the idea Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am leaving something off this list, but I just wanted to update the world about her doings.  We are so proud of her everyday.  She makes us laugh.  We are very proud of the little girl she is becoming!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SYRdllORU4I/AAAAAAAAB_8/VrFLIfwawvs/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SYRdllORU4I/AAAAAAAAB_8/VrFLIfwawvs/s400/148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297461961923056514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7719458897577819914?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7719458897577819914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7719458897577819914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7719458897577819914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7719458897577819914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-olivia-grace-you-are.html' title='Happy Birthday Olivia Grace!! You are LOVED!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SYRcgnhP_NI/AAAAAAAAB_0/YnMv26Is1pM/s72-c/IMG_7751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5175607851453014645</id><published>2009-01-18T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:35:00.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone's got a birthday coming up...</title><content type='html'>And her is the invitation to her party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SXNLstuDFsI/AAAAAAAAB9c/r6q1aNXqZOU/s1600-h/birthdayinvitation4edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292657218649528002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SXNLstuDFsI/AAAAAAAAB9c/r6q1aNXqZOU/s400/birthdayinvitation4edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe she's turning 2, and then she screams, "i do it myself," and I am snapped back to reality!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5175607851453014645?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5175607851453014645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5175607851453014645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5175607851453014645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5175607851453014645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/01/someones-got-birthday-coming-up.html' title='Someone&apos;s got a birthday coming up...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SXNLstuDFsI/AAAAAAAAB9c/r6q1aNXqZOU/s72-c/birthdayinvitation4edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5970111925801558174</id><published>2009-01-01T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:29:40.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>Nana and Papaw drove in to be with us on Christmas day.  Papaw really enjoyed the Hot Dog song on Olivia's Mickey Mouse Clubhouse toy that Santa brought...you be the judge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6d9be9c09a81c37" 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://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6d9be9c09a81c37%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330329362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D800172A177627E88C87F07122F19A606798D397E.6A11F0A900AABE5AC6B60A0F9FF118E03C721B56%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6d9be9c09a81c37%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXPui6zTxLS4cWd4d-VFW6Q1IIZQ&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://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6d9be9c09a81c37%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330329362%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D800172A177627E88C87F07122F19A606798D397E.6A11F0A900AABE5AC6B60A0F9FF118E03C721B56%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6d9be9c09a81c37%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXPui6zTxLS4cWd4d-VFW6Q1IIZQ&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/2988567244621060514-5970111925801558174?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f6d9be9c09a81c37&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5970111925801558174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5970111925801558174' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5970111925801558174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5970111925801558174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5308241578048200519</id><published>2009-01-01T12:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:18:36.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Post...</title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures from our Christmas festivities, starting with decorating our FIRST gingerbread house. Not only was it Olivia's first time to decorate a gingerbread house, it was also mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286389968917335314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0HqxGBjRI/AAAAAAAAB8s/a6RexvQ318o/s400/gingerbreadhouse+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286389983103695410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0Hrl8UOjI/AAAAAAAAB80/V3IIAT_K0ic/s400/gingerbreadhouse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Betty Crockerness continued as we made cookies for Santa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390359544782034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0IBgS3XNI/AAAAAAAAB88/_sC9yzA_TsQ/s400/makingcookiesforsanta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We put out our cookies for Santa and he came...bearing gifts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390712501988946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0IWDKa7lI/AAAAAAAAB9E/d1Kz7pBsnrs/s400/christmas+morning+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286390717041400274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0IWUEs2dI/AAAAAAAAB9M/XPlLhc6eQDY/s400/christmas+morning+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5308241578048200519?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5308241578048200519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5308241578048200519' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5308241578048200519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5308241578048200519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-post.html' title='Christmas Post...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SV0HqxGBjRI/AAAAAAAAB8s/a6RexvQ318o/s72-c/gingerbreadhouse+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3032555718506592430</id><published>2008-12-29T09:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:55:18.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy 8s...</title><content type='html'>I was tagged again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Shows I watch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; Miami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Law and Order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SVU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Imagination Movers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sesame Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dora the Explorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. King of Queens reruns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Friends reruns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Resturants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cantina&lt;/span&gt; Laredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't think of any more....(note...cantina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;laredo&lt;/span&gt;, is on VERY special occasions!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things that Happened Today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chad's alarm went off late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Olivia yelled for me in the monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Imangination&lt;/span&gt; Movers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ate cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fixed Olivia a bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fixed Olivia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anoter&lt;/span&gt; bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Changed a diaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Hugged a sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I look forward to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A long happy marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having more kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Watching Olivia grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Quiet nights alone with Chad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Finishing a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Learning how to use my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;serger&lt;/span&gt; my brother got me for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to post about Christmas eve and Christmas day as soon as I can...I know I'm behind, I have so many pictures to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; that I get overwhelmed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3032555718506592430?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3032555718506592430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3032555718506592430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3032555718506592430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3032555718506592430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-8s.html' title='Crazy 8s...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-4713455045769403233</id><published>2008-12-25T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:05:51.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I was tagged....</title><content type='html'>I have no one to tag because all of my friends have been tagged....but the deal was pic the 4th folder where pictures are stored...and choose the 4th pic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SVPLM_-NEwI/AAAAAAAAB7I/jt0SLGrx-aE/s1600-h/IMG_1416_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SVPLM_-NEwI/AAAAAAAAB7I/jt0SLGrx-aE/s400/IMG_1416_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283790212026929922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it's a picture of Lil Brody.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4713455045769403233?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4713455045769403233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4713455045769403233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4713455045769403233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4713455045769403233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-i-was-tagged.html' title='So, I was tagged....'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SVPLM_-NEwI/AAAAAAAAB7I/jt0SLGrx-aE/s72-c/IMG_1416_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1144118140060802824</id><published>2008-12-16T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:30:26.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Luck</title><content type='html'>Olivia has the cutest way of saying,"baby duck" she says, " baby luck"...I hope you can hear it...ignore The Little Mermaid in the background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68e63d2c0ceabfcb" 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" 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href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1144118140060802824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1144118140060802824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1144118140060802824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1144118140060802824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-baby-luck.html' title='My Baby Luck'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-8072581140238780819</id><published>2008-12-10T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:16:34.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Debacle 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, we thought that this year would be different from last year....WE WERE WRONG! We went to see Santa at BassPro Shop at the Boardwalk tonight and this was the result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SUCSdlXaABI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ow0IWKnMhZY/s1600-h/IMG_1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SUCSdlXaABI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ow0IWKnMhZY/s400/IMG_1287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379800222367762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is what it looked like last &lt;a href="http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho.html"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the best one from the debacle this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SUCSd3hm_nI/AAAAAAAAB50/SGM4tiFSQBU/s1600-h/IMG_7666_edited-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SUCSd3hm_nI/AAAAAAAAB50/SGM4tiFSQBU/s400/IMG_7666_edited-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379805097000562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8072581140238780819?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8072581140238780819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8072581140238780819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8072581140238780819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8072581140238780819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-debacle-2008.html' title='Santa Debacle 2008'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SUCSdlXaABI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ow0IWKnMhZY/s72-c/IMG_1287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4629446136459737698</id><published>2008-12-06T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:55:34.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chritmas Crafts...</title><content type='html'>We made some ornaments for our Christmas tree!  We took glass ornaments and filled them with paint and shooooooook them!!!  They turned out pretty cute, although we are going to have to shake some a few more times and let the dry on the inside because they are looking pretty interesting..... but we had a fun family craft time none the less.  Olivia is so sweet about the ornaments, she walks over to the tree and says,"I did it!"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqgXAXQJDI/AAAAAAAAB5k/U-nvrUWpEm0/s1600-h/2008+12+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqgXAXQJDI/AAAAAAAAB5k/U-nvrUWpEm0/s400/2008+12+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276706230512919602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4629446136459737698?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4629446136459737698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4629446136459737698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4629446136459737698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4629446136459737698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/chritmas-crafts.html' title='Chritmas Crafts...'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqgXAXQJDI/AAAAAAAAB5k/U-nvrUWpEm0/s72-c/2008+12+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-6896724009712449437</id><published>2008-12-06T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:56:16.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ROBE</title><content type='html'>So, before we went to Georgia, I bought Olivia a robe to wear when she gets out of the tub. To say she protested in the store to try it on is an understatement! (Aunt Cheryl can testify to that!) Anyways, I forgot the robe here when we went on our trip, typical I know. She is now completely fascinated with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears it when we go out to the store....which gets us some stares!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqdBsVkZnI/AAAAAAAAB5U/HUIRQpBg6zk/s1600-h/2008+12+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqdBsVkZnI/AAAAAAAAB5U/HUIRQpBg6zk/s400/2008+12+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276702565825013362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she does wear it after her bath too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqdca2CtaI/AAAAAAAAB5c/BAwIZgk03ms/s1600-h/2008+12+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqdca2CtaI/AAAAAAAAB5c/BAwIZgk03ms/s400/2008+12+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276703024985847202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a picture of her last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;, she has been insisting that she sleep in the robe.  We don't let her, we just drape it over her, but last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;, when Chad and I went in to check on her she had put the robe back on!  Silly girl!  She is quite the comedian these days.  She likes to watch us read her books to her at night, when Chad licks his finger to turn the page, she mocks him!  I'm gonna try to video it tonight!  She has also started going "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;," when she is "reading" a book...she turns the page, sees something interesting and says, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;" ....she is a goof ball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6896724009712449437?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6896724009712449437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6896724009712449437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6896724009712449437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6896724009712449437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/robe.html' title='The ROBE'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqdBsVkZnI/AAAAAAAAB5U/HUIRQpBg6zk/s72-c/2008+12+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8423572966007815489</id><published>2008-12-05T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:35:00.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Wild Around Here....</title><content type='html'>With the Christmas season upon us, we have been working to get into the holiday spirit. We've been shopping and decking our halls for days. We were in Georgia last week for a visit with Gammy during Thanksgiving...here are some pics from our visit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia had an early Christmas with Gammy, Uncle Clark and Danyelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqalRbV2WI/AAAAAAAAB5M/8Bsi1zfJzmw/s1600-h/2008+11+27-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqalRbV2WI/AAAAAAAAB5M/8Bsi1zfJzmw/s400/2008+11+27-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699878541875554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia helped Gammy make some treats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqak8y-8QI/AAAAAAAAB5E/H9EKHCmxP4k/s1600-h/2008+11+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqak8y-8QI/AAAAAAAAB5E/H9EKHCmxP4k/s400/2008+11+27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699873003892994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UGA&lt;/span&gt; and took some pics, here is Danyelle practicing her no smile don't look at the camera pose for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqakmTUk7I/AAAAAAAAB48/53thK3Gf-XQ/s1600-h/2008+11+26-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqakmTUk7I/AAAAAAAAB48/53thK3Gf-XQ/s400/2008+11+26-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699866965513138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia also posed for me at the famous arch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqakVyecTI/AAAAAAAAB40/Adk3srXeAH4/s1600-h/2008+11+26-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqakVyecTI/AAAAAAAAB40/Adk3srXeAH4/s400/2008+11+26-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699862532780338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had all these different decorative bulldogs...Olivia would only get on with her Daddy by her side, Daddy didn't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqajw-I0tI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Af4CKaVL_10/s1600-h/2008+11+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqajw-I0tI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Af4CKaVL_10/s400/2008+11+26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276699852649583314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great visit!  It was so nice to see everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8423572966007815489?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8423572966007815489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8423572966007815489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8423572966007815489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8423572966007815489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-wild-around-here.html' title='It&apos;s Been Wild Around Here....'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/STqalRbV2WI/AAAAAAAAB5M/8Bsi1zfJzmw/s72-c/2008+11+27-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3240986368453097412</id><published>2008-11-26T19:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:48:39.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABC's of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>So, I totally stole this from &lt;a href="http://worldofthewilsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;....but I love the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Ariel, from the Little Mermaid...she provided a lot of entertainment on our 12 hour road trip to Georgia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Brookwood~ We are so thankful for our church!  A place where we get to meet with the Living God every Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Chad...he is the love of my life, my best friend, my other half, my confidant, my partner in life, parenting and everything...no matter what!  He is so patient when dealing with me and Olivia...w can both be hard to deal with at times! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Dad, he taught me to always remember who I am.  He taught me to take pride in what I do.  He taught me that if anything is worth doing, it's worth doing your best on...Thanks Daddy!  I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Easter, Jesus' Resurrection, who wouldn't be thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-Freedom.  I'm thankful to live in a free country, where I can worship God without the fear of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Grandparents!  I am so lucky that my child(someday children) will have the privilege of knowing their grandparents and that they are loved!  Thanks for being the best grandparents ever Nana, Papaw, and Gammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-Home.  I have learned this year that home is a feeling not a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-Ice Cream.  My favorite late night, snuggle up on the sofa with Chad snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Jesus, He provides everything we need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-Kelly Hodgson, she hired me at Gymboree at a time that I really needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-LifeGroup!  We are so blessed to be part of an awesome group of Christians!  We love them so much!  They are such an encouragement and such a great network of support!  We know that without a doubt, any time we have a need, we can text or call them and we are lifted up in prayer!  We love you guys!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Mom!  She taught me how to be a mom, a wife, and a fried.  Thanks for being an awesome example of a wonderful woman!  I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-Noodles.  I love to watch Olivia eat them!  Plus, they are yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-Olivia!  We love this little girl so much!  It's so hard to imagine what we did without her!  She makes us proud to be people.  She challenges us.  She makes us want to be better Christians and people.  She teaches us patience daily!  WE LOVE YOU OLIVIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Pampers!  Enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-QUIET! It only happens about 2.5 hours during the day, but when it comes, whew!  Those few moments that I have to just breathe, think, and recharge are the best!  I need them to be a better Mommy and wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-Rain, it's so refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Sundays, a day of rest.  The day we get to go to church, worship as a family, rest, and then learn the Bible together!  Such a great day!  A great way to start our week! And sewing machines~it helps me to be calm and provides such a wide variety of clothes for Olivia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Tea, I love tea!  Sweet tea! Yummy!  But my all time favorite tea is Chai tea!  It goes great with Q!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Unlimited texts!  I am so thankful for that! I don't get charged for over texting!  I do it a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-Vidalia, great place to grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-Watching Olivia grow.  It's sad at times, but always ALWAYS entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-xrays, helps us know when things are broken or not, and possibly find other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y-Youree Dr. Wow, I never thought I'd say that!  But, in Shreveport, that's where everything is!  Especially Target!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zoos-We haven't taken Olivia yet, but I know the day is coming when we will take her and I am glad there is a place we can take her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3240986368453097412?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3240986368453097412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3240986368453097412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3240986368453097412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3240986368453097412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/abcs-of-thanksgiving.html' title='The ABC&apos;s of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-4472206872745324910</id><published>2008-11-18T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:42:23.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Turkey Made a Turkey!</title><content type='html'>Since we won't go to Mother's Day Out next week, they brought home their Thanksgiving craft.  It was a turkey made from her hand print!  SO SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SSN8LpGMWaI/AAAAAAAAB2o/jo2g5h4NOk0/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SSN8LpGMWaI/AAAAAAAAB2o/jo2g5h4NOk0/s400/IMG_0720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270192528405846434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just started going back to Art class at Gymboree last week, so I guess Olivia forgot what paint was like.  Her teachers told me that Olivia really protested this activity.  I can't even imagine....MY child protesting something....NEVER...  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4472206872745324910?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4472206872745324910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4472206872745324910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4472206872745324910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4472206872745324910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-turkey-made-turkey.html' title='My Turkey Made a Turkey!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SSN8LpGMWaI/AAAAAAAAB2o/jo2g5h4NOk0/s72-c/IMG_0720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-664260399489754405</id><published>2008-11-16T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:12:39.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>Has anyone out there ever noticed how badly we are attacked on Sunday mornings?  Nothing goes right, something happens and gets us in a bad mood, or something get us down, makes us doubt ourselves our abilities, our calling.  It's so strange.  No other day of the week do I feel more under attack than the day that I'm supposed to be preparing my heart to meet with the Living God, the Creator of 11 billion stars that still cares enough about me.  So,what do I do?  I go to church, with a half heavy/hard heart, not really caring what happens, who I see or anything.  And lo and behold, I meet Him.  I see Him, face to face.  I, for the first time in months, SURRENDER.  The words of a Steve Fee song ring in my ears...."never knew surrender could feel so free..." isn't that an amazing thought that in surrender, there is freedom.  I realized that once again today.  Here is the a video of that Steve Fee song, it's called "Beautiful the Blood."  (the video has some parts from the Jesus movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3iuE2HgiZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3iuE2HgiZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-664260399489754405?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/664260399489754405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=664260399489754405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/664260399489754405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/664260399489754405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6325786572498392234</id><published>2008-11-13T17:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:41:00.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I've been told</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I don't blog enough. Well, I agree. But, here are the reasons I can't blog every minute or day: #1 I have an almost 2 year old that really, I mean REALLY likes to turn off the computer mid whatever I'm doing #2 I have been up to my eyeballs in sewing. I have 5 of the 10 dresses that I am taking to the shop ready today and I have missed the deadline that I set for myself like 10 times due to serious procrastination! And I've been working at Gymboree #3 Our house will not clean itself #4 Our laundry will not wash and dry or fold itself #5 See #1! All that being said, here are some recent pics from Gymboree..... it is almost impossible to get a shot of her looking at me when she's playing or concentrating on anything.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6SHwIxPI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/h0LFaxGGN_E/s1600-h/IMG_0617_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6SHwIxPI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/h0LFaxGGN_E/s400/IMG_0617_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268290484597998834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6RG3uRVI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/RAfC7jPrlsw/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6RG3uRVI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/RAfC7jPrlsw/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268290467181512018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6Q7k7IoI/AAAAAAAAB2I/n04VNEk3MXM/s1600-h/IMG_0606_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6Q7k7IoI/AAAAAAAAB2I/n04VNEk3MXM/s400/IMG_0606_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268290464149873282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6325786572498392234?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6325786572498392234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6325786572498392234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6325786572498392234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6325786572498392234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-ive-been-told.html' title='So, I&apos;ve been told'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRy6SHwIxPI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/h0LFaxGGN_E/s72-c/IMG_0617_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8889514069226684864</id><published>2008-11-06T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:32:30.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some News</title><content type='html'>Well, today, I went to a store in town called "Little Miss Priss and Co" just simply to look around.  Well, Olivia was wearing an outfit I made for her this week and the owner of the store wants me to make dresses for the store!  I was flattered!  I am going to do it!  I have a lot of things that Olivia doesn't wear any more that I am going to take to them which saves me some time!  So anyways, here are some pics of the outfit she was wearing and one I finished tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          This is what she was wearing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEWws-OxI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/mqrzcS-27do/s1600-h/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEWws-OxI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/mqrzcS-27do/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768284635937554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    a close up of the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEXV-wc-I/AAAAAAAAB1g/yeIMYCQqC9M/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEXV-wc-I/AAAAAAAAB1g/yeIMYCQqC9M/s400/IMG_0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768294642643938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            my new favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEYCaj6gI/AAAAAAAAB1o/N4nyN7hKYkg/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEYCaj6gI/AAAAAAAAB1o/N4nyN7hKYkg/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768306570422786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8889514069226684864?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8889514069226684864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8889514069226684864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8889514069226684864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8889514069226684864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-news.html' title='Some News'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SRPEWws-OxI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/mqrzcS-27do/s72-c/IMG_0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1983480085202112474</id><published>2008-11-05T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:11:40.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, as a Christian....</title><content type='html'>Read what Beth Moore posted on her &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  She's got it right....I'll have more later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1983480085202112474?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1983480085202112474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1983480085202112474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1983480085202112474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1983480085202112474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-as-christian.html' title='Please, as a Christian....'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6672791399762058744</id><published>2008-10-31T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:38:25.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GNO plus Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of the girls from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lifegroup&lt;/span&gt; LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt; (girls' night out), but sometimes, things come up and rather than skipping out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt;, we bring the kiddos along!  It doesn't bother any of us and the kids generally eat up the extra attentions from all the extra "moms" there!  Last night was no different.  Amy brought Josh and Kristyn and Cheryl brought Brody.  (A note about Josh, Olivia LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VES&lt;/span&gt; Josh!  They play together on Sunday nights!  We have been told by several sources that Josh will kiss Olivia when she gets there!  His mom, Amy, said that Josh asks every Sunday if I am bringing Baby Olivia just for him to play with!! Too cute!)  Josh sat next to me while we ate dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;n's&lt;/span&gt; Deli, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;such a yummy place!  Josh had chocolate milk....he had a straw and started blowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bubbles in his milk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtLFr5viDI/AAAAAAAABzw/EANY6vUWveU/s1600-h/2008+10+30-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtLFr5viDI/AAAAAAAABzw/EANY6vUWveU/s400/2008+10+30-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263383150568900658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Josh's adorable sister Kristyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtMnS_vo5I/AAAAAAAABz4/c7iCDu_KGOA/s1600-h/2008+10+30-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtMnS_vo5I/AAAAAAAABz4/c7iCDu_KGOA/s400/2008+10+30-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263384827510367122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;While we were there Josh had his first ice cream cone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtNryvfJvI/AAAAAAAAB0A/vJeORHg15C0/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtNryvfJvI/AAAAAAAAB0A/vJeORHg15C0/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263386004263216882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtMnS_vo5I/AAAAAAAABz4/c7iCDu_KGOA/s1600-h/2008+10+30-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Cheryl and Brody came!  We were excited to see them, little Brody slept the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtPrhPkUtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/DfI0Be4iToM/s1600-h/2008+10+30-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtPrhPkUtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/DfI0Be4iToM/s400/2008+10+30-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263388198589190866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_SpellCheck" title="Check Spelling" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);BLOG_spellcheck();;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Check Spelling" class="gl_spell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are resting up and getting ready to go trick or treating at our friend Megan's house...hopefully I'll have pics up later tonight!  (And hopefully, our little "ladybug" will cooperate! we shall see!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PS Blogger did some crazy stuff with me today so that's why some stuff is bold or underlined....weird....&lt;/span&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/2988567244621060514-6672791399762058744?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6672791399762058744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6672791399762058744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6672791399762058744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6672791399762058744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/gno-plus-kids.html' title='GNO plus Kids'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQtLFr5viDI/AAAAAAAABzw/EANY6vUWveU/s72-c/2008+10+30-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7050801378071505749</id><published>2008-10-30T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:06:02.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LSU/UGA Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past Saturday, Chad and I had the opportunity to go to the LSU/UGA game.  We had a blast!  It was so fun to get away for the day together and just talk and be together.  Thanks Jamie Paul for getting us those tickets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQod0mtaNjI/AAAAAAAABzY/pxtEHBNKmA0/s1600-h/2008+10+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQod0mtaNjI/AAAAAAAABzY/pxtEHBNKmA0/s400/2008+10+251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263051904117257778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some pics of the players and coaches and Uga before the game....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQofoZE4q6I/AAAAAAAABzg/Uwuj1h6dh1Y/s1600-h/2008+10+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQofoZE4q6I/AAAAAAAABzg/Uwuj1h6dh1Y/s400/2008+10+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263053893322451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The best picture of the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQohBSVVsyI/AAAAAAAABzo/mKN0icaizKE/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQohBSVVsyI/AAAAAAAABzo/mKN0icaizKE/s400/IMG_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263055420520772386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7050801378071505749?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7050801378071505749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7050801378071505749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7050801378071505749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7050801378071505749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/lsuuga-game.html' title='LSU/UGA Game'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQod0mtaNjI/AAAAAAAABzY/pxtEHBNKmA0/s72-c/2008+10+251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8481100348863685076</id><published>2008-10-30T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:46:53.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifegroup Fall Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Sunday, we had our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lifegroup&lt;/span&gt; fall party.  It was so nice.  It was kids free party, which was nice.  It's always nice to get to hang out with other couples without our kiddos!  We all got dressed up it was neat to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQob5RSamnI/AAAAAAAABzI/eLlal2C9wsA/s1600-h/2008+10+26-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQob5RSamnI/AAAAAAAABzI/eLlal2C9wsA/s400/2008+10+26-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263049785242983026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a pumpkin carving contest too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQoczed8BHI/AAAAAAAABzQ/O_mTLqe8lbM/s1600-h/2008+10+26-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQoczed8BHI/AAAAAAAABzQ/O_mTLqe8lbM/s400/2008+10+26-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263050785213383794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2988567244621060514-8481100348863685076?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8481100348863685076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8481100348863685076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8481100348863685076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8481100348863685076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifegroup-fall-party.html' title='Lifegroup Fall Party'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQob5RSamnI/AAAAAAAABzI/eLlal2C9wsA/s72-c/2008+10+26-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8798126028531422133</id><published>2008-10-30T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:29:21.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Cheryl and Brody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, Olivia and I had some errands to run, so I called Cheryl to see if she needed anything.  She told me about her bottle struggles, I was going to Burlington, so I told her that I would get her however many types of bottles she needed (which was 5 by the way).  I picked them up and lunch for all of us and headed over.  Olivia has never really been around a newborn before so it was funny to watch her get up close and personal with little Brody!  I can't wait to watch them grow and play together!  I hope they are going to be the best of friends!  It was so hard to get a good picture of Olivia with Brody because she's so stinking busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQoXNQ9oNMI/AAAAAAAAByo/IZaT07nhbKY/s1600-h/2008+10+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQoXNQ9oNMI/AAAAAAAAByo/IZaT07nhbKY/s400/2008+10+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263044631195038914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2988567244621060514-8798126028531422133?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8798126028531422133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8798126028531422133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8798126028531422133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8798126028531422133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/visiting-cheryl-and-brody.html' title='Visiting Cheryl and Brody'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQoXNQ9oNMI/AAAAAAAAByo/IZaT07nhbKY/s72-c/2008+10+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1543125917835923236</id><published>2008-10-29T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:58:48.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things From a Toddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I realized that I haven't told about the funny things Olivia says these days. Our little one has been talking forever it feels like, really though at least since she was around a year or so she would say things.  Well, now, we are into full sentences.  I know...you are thinking she's only 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt; old, too young for those type of conversations, but it's true.  Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; even heard it and was very impressed with her.  Here are some conversations we have had with her over the last few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy,"Olivia, pick up your bracelets off the floor please."  Olivia: "I don wanna..." (to which Daddy responded, I'm sorry you thought I was asking what you wanted to do....I had to turn my head and bite my lip to keep from laughing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia, with a purse or something headed for the door, "Bah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Byeee&lt;/span&gt;" Mommy "where are you going?" O: I'm going to Cheryl's to play..........(I just snicker...the girl LOVES her Cheryl!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia has been coughing a lot over the past few weeks, and if I can't see her I get nervous about if she's alright, so I would ask her if she is alright and she always responds "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awright&lt;/span&gt;"  She also will use it as a question if she hears someone cough or sneeze she did it a lot to Papaw this weekend because he has the same crud.  She looks at you with those big blue eyes, with the most sincere look, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awright&lt;/span&gt;?"  too sweet.....She did it to someone at Hobby Lobby the other day and someone said she is going to be a doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will also proclaim to anyone any where that she "poo poo" even if it was just gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has learned yes these days but rarely does she say it, it's usually a head nod.  Hey, it's progress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she used to call all fruit "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appies&lt;/span&gt;", but the other day we were talking about what she had on her shirt and it was an apple and I pronounced it for her she turned and said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appull&lt;/span&gt;" it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows what a lion, cow, cat, dog, fish (yes fish, I'll video it for you), and a monkey says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what we have found ABSOLUTELY precious.......we pray before our meals and before we put her to bed.  We've done it for months with her....well, of course we end our prayers with "amen", well, now, she says "may men" with us!  It is SO sweet!  I'll do my best to get it on video too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1543125917835923236?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1543125917835923236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1543125917835923236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1543125917835923236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1543125917835923236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-things-from-toddler.html' title='Funny Things From a Toddler'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-8324119860593757407</id><published>2008-10-24T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:01:41.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've come to realize</title><content type='html'>that my friend with a newborn has posted more than I have in the past week!!!  How sad....just kidding...we have been on the GO around here.  I've been working and running like crazy.  We are getting ready as we speak to go the Nana and Papaw's for the weekend because Chad's friend Jamie (how funny is that, his two best friends are named Jamie) got us tickets to the LSU/UGA game Saturday.  Chad is super excited.  I am getting that way because we have never gone to a college football game together before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weekends ago, we went to the pumpkin patch.  I am sure most of you saw the pics on Cheryl's blog, but I will add some here!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQHggalLQCI/AAAAAAAABxQ/12jbHmV-8HE/s1600-h/IMG_7304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQHggalLQCI/AAAAAAAABxQ/12jbHmV-8HE/s400/IMG_7304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732687241134114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8324119860593757407?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8324119860593757407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8324119860593757407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8324119860593757407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8324119860593757407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-come-to-realize.html' title='I&apos;ve come to realize'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SQHggalLQCI/AAAAAAAABxQ/12jbHmV-8HE/s72-c/IMG_7304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-785465942218034624</id><published>2008-10-08T12:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:37:48.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know....</title><content type='html'>this post was supposed to be some cute pictures of Olivia, but I Mommy has something on her mind!  Today, at our weekly trip to the library for toddler time, I became extremely overwhelmed.  The room was really packed, they didn't close the session before it got way too full.  The room was extremely warm.  After we met in this small room, the kiddos were released to go color their pictures.  While Olivia colored, I looked around for some new books for us to read.  There were other mommies there talking about preschools, mother's day outs, and elementary schools.  (There is one mommy in particular that stresses me out to the max.  Her daughter is the same age as Olivia and she still nurses her.  It was really unnerving to me because the little girl uses mommy like a paci!  She nursed her 6 times in an hour!  Cheryl doesn't even nurse her newborn that many times in an hour!  I am NOT against nursing at all!  I did it for 6 months and would have finished out the year, but things got crazy.  But this just sent me right on over the edge, well the nursing and then the rest of her conversation.)  So nursing mommy and another mommy are having a conversation about the best preschools, apparently, I'm way out of the loop on this.  They begin discussing this one and that one.  Then, they get on MDO programs, to which they COMPLETELY put down the program that Olivia goes to, which of course makes me feel like a TERRIBLE mommy!  So, I begin to panic.  Seriously, my palms started sweating and my heart began to race.  Olivia finished her coloring and I checked out our books and we got out of there.  I called Chad to talk to him about my issues and he reassured me that we will not be basing our child's school or school success on how someone else's kids do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I grew up, there was only one public elementary school, granted there were 2 private schools you could attend, but for the most part, everyone went to the public school.  I don't know if I am any better off than my private school counterparts.  So, I wonder if where my child goes to school makes her any smarter? Or if she is smart all on her own and will excel anywhere?  And, I wonder if I am falling behind on her academics?  Satan always knows the best way to get me, he can't get me with the big stuff--he gets me on my mothering skills!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't post this to have people tell me what they think of my mothering skills, it was just in my head.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-785465942218034624?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/785465942218034624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=785465942218034624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/785465942218034624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/785465942218034624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know.html' title='I Know....'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-1296835220017519935</id><published>2008-10-05T21:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:15:40.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Usually Do This</title><content type='html'>But, here goes.  Tonight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LifeGroup&lt;/span&gt; (aka Sunday school) we were talking about how people that are "Christians" say things like "there are no Christian gamblers" and "God hates homosexuals."  I don't know about how you feel about this, but it bothers me to be lumped in with that group.  I am a Christian, yes.  I love Jesus, yes.  I know that my authority on all things is the Bible-I believe that it is God breathed.  I know that whether one is a liar, an adulterer, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thief&lt;/span&gt;, immoral, or homosexual that a sin is a sin.  The Bible says homosexuality is an abomination against God.  The bottom line is it is a sin.  It is a choice, just as I choose to lie or steal (I'm speaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hypothetically&lt;/span&gt; here) or whatever my sin for the day or even minute is.  But, I know without a shadow of a doubt that God does not hate me.  He loves me, He loved me enough to know at the beginning of time that I would sin and would need someone to pay for my sin.  GOD DOES NOT HATE PEOPLE!  HE HATES THEIR SIN!  Saying he hates a person-his creation-is saying he's a liar, that he is not love and the Bible clearly tells us that he is love!  My heart crumbled as I learned tonight that an associate pastor of a church here in town that I will not name, but know that it is NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brookwood&lt;/span&gt;-our church has recently began support group for homosexuals and for their families,  said that if he knew someone was a homosexual and wanted to come to that church, they would have to deal with their issue before they came to the church.  What?!?!?!?!?! Are you serious?  That's like telling someone who lies, "oh by the way, you have to deal with that before you come to my church----go find Jesus out there in the world, and when you do, we will be gladly welcome you here.  Jesus loves you--have a nice day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts to think that a christian, associate pastor no less, would tell another person that!  They have to clean themselves up before they come to church--I thought that the sick needed the doctor not the well.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry, I will step away from my soap box now.  My next post, hopefully will be pictures of Olivia.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1296835220017519935?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1296835220017519935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1296835220017519935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1296835220017519935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1296835220017519935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-usually-do-this.html' title='I Don&apos;t Usually Do This'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6431525083546226595</id><published>2008-10-02T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:20:42.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Afternoon At the Park With the "Lucks"</title><content type='html'>When Olivia was smaller, we went to the park with the duck pond.  She didn't really understand what the heck the ducks were about at all nor did she understand why we were throwing bread in the water.  Well, today, I took her back there.  She LOVED the "lucks."  She was so cute watching another girl throw bread to them.  Her Dad very kindly offered us some bread to throw.  I thought we would bring a "luck" home to get her away from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWO6zTfR3I/AAAAAAAABus/z-paUuzZzN0/s1600-h/2008+10+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWO6zTfR3I/AAAAAAAABus/z-paUuzZzN0/s400/2008+10+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252761681253058418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, when she spotted the ducks drying off, she ran to them saying, "Here Luck, Here Luck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWPXdN-SVI/AAAAAAAABu0/reA9sN9c5gI/s1600-h/2008+10+02-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWPXdN-SVI/AAAAAAAABu0/reA9sN9c5gI/s400/2008+10+02-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252762173540550994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6431525083546226595?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6431525083546226595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6431525083546226595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6431525083546226595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6431525083546226595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/afternoon-at-park-with-lucks.html' title='An Afternoon At the Park With the &quot;Lucks&quot;'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWO6zTfR3I/AAAAAAAABus/z-paUuzZzN0/s72-c/2008+10+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-2215416735221709687</id><published>2008-10-02T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:54:13.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday = Library Day</title><content type='html'>At our local library they have toddler hour on Wednesdays.  It's a great time for Olivia to be around other kids and to learn how to function in a group.  She had a lot of fun.  They sang some songs, heard a story, sang more songs, heard another story, and then headed out to color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWHeTrJMUI/AAAAAAAABuU/IZEAqHpE79Q/s1600-h/2008+10+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWHeTrJMUI/AAAAAAAABuU/IZEAqHpE79Q/s400/2008+10+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252753495144608066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved that shaker egg.  They are cheap, so we might need to get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to put the markers back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWH8itwM4I/AAAAAAAABuc/VwuA1hW7qb4/s1600-h/2008+10+01-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWH8itwM4I/AAAAAAAABuc/VwuA1hW7qb4/s400/2008+10+01-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252754014578160514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWIspneIhI/AAAAAAAABuk/xkKUKhveios/s1600-h/IMG_6871.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWIspneIhI/AAAAAAAABuk/xkKUKhveios/s400/IMG_6871.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252754841064579602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our book selections for this week!  I highly recommend To Market, To Market and Everywhere the Cow Says, "Moo."  They are both great books!! Really funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-2215416735221709687?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2215416735221709687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=2215416735221709687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2215416735221709687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2215416735221709687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-library-day.html' title='Wednesday = Library Day'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOWHeTrJMUI/AAAAAAAABuU/IZEAqHpE79Q/s72-c/2008+10+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-6652835781584367056</id><published>2008-09-30T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:19:19.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Night Out = Girls' Night In</title><content type='html'>The guys in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LifeGroup&lt;/span&gt; , aka Sunday school class,  decided that they needed to have a weekly meeting to help each other make it through the attacks that they face on a daily basis.  The girls in our class meet biweekly, although I'm hoping we will start meeting weekly as well..we shall see.  Any who, tonight was their first meeting.  So, Olivia and I stayed home.  She ate dinner and we just played.  I got adventurous and brought out the Play-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doh&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLd939ZyEI/AAAAAAAABRo/TWmnrKwnrbI/s1600-h/2008+09+30-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLd939ZyEI/AAAAAAAABRo/TWmnrKwnrbI/s400/2008+09+30-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252004170530670658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6652835781584367056?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6652835781584367056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6652835781584367056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6652835781584367056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6652835781584367056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/dads-night-out-girls-night-in.html' title='Dad&apos;s Night Out = Girls&apos; Night In'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLd939ZyEI/AAAAAAAABRo/TWmnrKwnrbI/s72-c/2008+09+30-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3096365284614767789</id><published>2008-09-30T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:13:33.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Mother's Day Out</title><content type='html'>Last week when I was at the hospital with Cheryl, I got a phone call from the owner/manager of &lt;a href="http://www.gymboreeclasses.com/b2c/customer/home.jsp"&gt;Gymboree Play and Music&lt;/a&gt;.  After finding out about not getting the contract at the school, I applied there when I took Olivia.  Well, she wanted to offer me a job!  I was excited because I knew this would mean some much needed moments away for me and Olivia.  We love each other, but sometimes, we need our space!  So, I had to begin thinking of some childcare arrangements.  I looked into some Mother's Day Out programs around town and I found one pretty close and on the way to Gymboree.  And, we are so blessed to attend a church with a lot of young girls who love Olivia and are willing to keep her.  The only thing was I needed to find some one who could come on Mondays from like 2-5.  Most kids are still in school, but there is a family who homeschools their highschoolers so that worked out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to Gymboree to observe a class to be sure I wanted to take the job, so Olivia went to MDO.  She cried at first, but she adapts well.  They said she was SUPER sweet and she had a lot of fun!  So, I hope she continues to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLcirUhTUI/AAAAAAAABRg/04i65oJWKX4/s1600-h/2008+09+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLcirUhTUI/AAAAAAAABRg/04i65oJWKX4/s400/2008+09+30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252002603769875778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3096365284614767789?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3096365284614767789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3096365284614767789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3096365284614767789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3096365284614767789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-mothers-day-out.html' title='First Day of Mother&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLcirUhTUI/AAAAAAAABRg/04i65oJWKX4/s72-c/2008+09+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3723447829908731580</id><published>2008-09-30T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:02:54.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Markers and Apples</title><content type='html'>After the park yesterday, Olivia needed a snack, so she chose an apple....and a marker.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLaMojHEkI/AAAAAAAABRY/E9SEUjUq0cM/s1600-h/2008+09+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLaMojHEkI/AAAAAAAABRY/E9SEUjUq0cM/s400/2008+09+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252000026045387330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3723447829908731580?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3723447829908731580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3723447829908731580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3723447829908731580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3723447829908731580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/markers-and-apples.html' title='Markers and Apples'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOLaMojHEkI/AAAAAAAABRY/E9SEUjUq0cM/s72-c/2008+09+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-6243921225194202060</id><published>2008-09-29T12:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:53:00.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground</title><content type='html'>Today, I took Olivia to the playground.  She brought Elmo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOEV3bAOJPI/AAAAAAAABQ4/he6IQQN5Xik/s1600-h/2008+09+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOEV3bAOJPI/AAAAAAAABQ4/he6IQQN5Xik/s400/2008+09+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251502682376381682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6243921225194202060?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6243921225194202060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6243921225194202060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6243921225194202060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6243921225194202060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/playground.html' title='Playground'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SOEV3bAOJPI/AAAAAAAABQ4/he6IQQN5Xik/s72-c/2008+09+29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3455115091728025734</id><published>2008-09-27T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:35:11.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some New Things I Made Today</title><content type='html'>Today, while Olivia napped, I made her a few outfits.  Actually, I finished two and made one from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SN6Kiz9-kSI/AAAAAAAABPc/1JLYNepCgGo/s1600-h/2008+09+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SN6Kiz9-kSI/AAAAAAAABPc/1JLYNepCgGo/s400/2008+09+27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786546230923554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some of my "model" in them later.  We are getting ready to enjoy this awesome fall weather and head to the park!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3455115091728025734?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3455115091728025734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3455115091728025734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3455115091728025734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3455115091728025734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-new-things-i-made-today.html' title='Some New Things I Made Today'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SN6Kiz9-kSI/AAAAAAAABPc/1JLYNepCgGo/s72-c/2008+09+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7185451925663414345</id><published>2008-09-25T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:13:13.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Here!</title><content type='html'>That's right, today at 4:18 pm Little Brody David Williams made his grand entrance into the world weighing 8lbs 4oz and 19.5inches long!  Both Mommy and Brody are doing great (so is Daddy).  Little Brody has reddish hair!  Everyone kept asking me if I was related because they saw my red hair!  Here are so pics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the bath.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNxDyugAOAI/AAAAAAAABOU/JA4ulIRbCKw/s1600-h/2008+09+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNxDyugAOAI/AAAAAAAABOU/JA4ulIRbCKw/s400/2008+09+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250145804361938946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bath.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNxEp1kimTI/AAAAAAAABOc/0GuuQux4RWg/s1600-h/2008+09+25-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNxEp1kimTI/AAAAAAAABOc/0GuuQux4RWg/s400/2008+09+25-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250146751152822578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet!  Congrats guys!  WE LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7185451925663414345?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7185451925663414345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7185451925663414345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7185451925663414345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7185451925663414345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNxDyugAOAI/AAAAAAAABOU/JA4ulIRbCKw/s72-c/2008+09+25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3023991945604332270</id><published>2008-09-24T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:35:32.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Pics</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my mom. aka Nana, always wants pics of Olivia experiencing new things.  So, here is a collage of Olivia eating noodles.  She doesn't like red sauce, only ketchup, so she's eating plain noodles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNr40cSht8I/AAAAAAAABN0/3aTGIHi_TrQ/s1600-h/2008+09+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNr40cSht8I/AAAAAAAABN0/3aTGIHi_TrQ/s400/2008+09+24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249781895484520386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3023991945604332270?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3023991945604332270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3023991945604332270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3023991945604332270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3023991945604332270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/dinner-pics.html' title='Dinner Pics'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNr40cSht8I/AAAAAAAABN0/3aTGIHi_TrQ/s72-c/2008+09+24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5860647577136722492</id><published>2008-09-24T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:25:03.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do You Keep Doing It, If You Know You Are Going To Get In Trouble</title><content type='html'>Those are the words that I said to Olivia today after the millionth time she opened the dvd player on the laptop......and then it hit me.  Why do we keep on sinning knowing that there will be consequences.....ouch!  Having children is SO convicting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5860647577136722492?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5860647577136722492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5860647577136722492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5860647577136722492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5860647577136722492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-do-you-keep-doing-it-if-you-know.html' title='Why Do You Keep Doing It, If You Know You Are Going To Get In Trouble'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-7207602742931675974</id><published>2008-09-21T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:33:36.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite Dress and Some Funny Pics</title><content type='html'>It's really late and I'm tired so this post will be short. I went shopping today for things for Olivia's fall/winter wardrobe. I found several cute patterns and a lot of cute fabric. (I also picked up 2 pair of shoes---one that has a character on them....Dora...but they are still cute) Anyway, I got home tonight, cooked dinner while Cheryl was here talking to Chad and enjoying feeling like a celebrity with Olivia. I have been itching to sew for some time now, so I was glad to get to cut out my pattern after Cheryl left and Olivia was semi entertained with her daddy. (He was watching the UGA game). So at like 10:20, I started to sew.....this was the result.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite dress....so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo7fwhRkI/AAAAAAAABME/BUh3L66DGKY/s1600-h/100_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo7fwhRkI/AAAAAAAABME/BUh3L66DGKY/s400/100_1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357049605113410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo73jEeuI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZYHbRMeUmuY/s1600-h/100_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo73jEeuI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZYHbRMeUmuY/s400/100_1348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357055991151330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite toille print....look closely it's a mother and daughter doing different things =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo8IehfjI/AAAAAAAABMU/dZ-LrLrSzqQ/s1600-h/100_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo8IehfjI/AAAAAAAABMU/dZ-LrLrSzqQ/s400/100_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357060535483954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day....she found the good stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0X--IAI/AAAAAAAABMc/KzfY5rb1DkM/s1600-h/100_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0X--IAI/AAAAAAAABMc/KzfY5rb1DkM/s400/100_1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358026770784258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0qNp5sI/AAAAAAAABMk/tN0Acq4Ow8A/s1600-h/100_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0qNp5sI/AAAAAAAABMk/tN0Acq4Ow8A/s400/100_1343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358031664211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0578VwI/AAAAAAAABMs/M2XWFR_7vRA/s1600-h/100_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp0578VwI/AAAAAAAABMs/M2XWFR_7vRA/s400/100_1344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358035884889858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a silly girl!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp1Ahy-iI/AAAAAAAABM0/ezjCT_ppSe0/s1600-h/100_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp1Ahy-iI/AAAAAAAABM0/ezjCT_ppSe0/s400/100_1345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358037654272546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp1dRPfdI/AAAAAAAABM8/8hKlCle488U/s1600-h/100_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXp1dRPfdI/AAAAAAAABM8/8hKlCle488U/s400/100_1346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358045369466322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7207602742931675974?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7207602742931675974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7207602742931675974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7207602742931675974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7207602742931675974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-favorite-dress-and-some-funny.html' title='My New Favorite Dress and Some Funny Pics'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNXo7fwhRkI/AAAAAAAABME/BUh3L66DGKY/s72-c/100_1347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-506722463219378678</id><published>2008-09-18T13:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:40:45.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Polka Dot Birthday Party for Chloe</title><content type='html'>Welp, Saturday, we went to a polka dot birthday party for Chloe, one of Olivia's friends, in the middle of Ike! Nana and I worked really hard on a polka dot out fit for Olivia to wear. Chloe turned one and she hated touching her cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia being her charming little self before we left....she was having a tantrum about who knows what.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuLIMQY1I/AAAAAAAABLY/F2aJDiN_2kE/s1600-h/100_1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuLIMQY1I/AAAAAAAABLY/F2aJDiN_2kE/s400/100_1266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448022040732498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuLin3s_I/AAAAAAAABLg/Z5ORKH4h-xg/s1600-h/100_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuLin3s_I/AAAAAAAABLg/Z5ORKH4h-xg/s400/100_1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448029135877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMH-UXXI/AAAAAAAABLo/hOR4vAsbD7A/s1600-h/100_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMH-UXXI/AAAAAAAABLo/hOR4vAsbD7A/s400/100_1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448039162142066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMVRfXrI/AAAAAAAABLw/Om67VzKxbt4/s1600-h/100_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMVRfXrI/AAAAAAAABLw/Om67VzKxbt4/s400/100_1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448042732215986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMlohn6I/AAAAAAAABL4/3nWM4Xzp-90/s1600-h/100_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuMlohn6I/AAAAAAAABL4/3nWM4Xzp-90/s400/100_1288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247448047123799970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-506722463219378678?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/506722463219378678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=506722463219378678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/506722463219378678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/506722463219378678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-polka-dot-birthday-party-for.html' title='Saturday Polka Dot Birthday Party for Chloe'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKuLIMQY1I/AAAAAAAABLY/F2aJDiN_2kE/s72-c/100_1266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5756370035001296935</id><published>2008-09-18T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:03:44.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Club at The Boardwalk</title><content type='html'>My awesome friend and wonderful stay at home mom, Jana, emailed me last night to tell me about kids club at the Boardwalk. I was so glad. I love being able to be home with Olivia, but there are days we both go stir crazy. So, when she sent me that email, I jumped at the chance to get out and about! I went to the Boardwalk a little early so I could sign up for Kids Club. They have it every third Thursday of the month. So that gives us something to look forward to for next month! Today, we had some local celebrities aka a few news and weather people read some stories. One of them read a book by Jada Pinkett Smith, I had no idea she was an author! Then we went to San Fransisco Oven where the kids got to pick their toppings for their pizzas. And to finish up a fun time, we got to ride the carousel until noon as many times as we could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKj9YGYJCI/AAAAAAAABLI/Zm2bRZX8M7s/s1600-h/100_1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKj9YGYJCI/AAAAAAAABLI/Zm2bRZX8M7s/s400/100_1337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436790676595746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailyn she loved being higher than me!  It was too cute!  She kept saying, "this is fun"!  I have to agree, we did have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKj9XvjIYI/AAAAAAAABLQ/hyBJyybmjtM/s1600-h/100_1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKj9XvjIYI/AAAAAAAABLQ/hyBJyybmjtM/s400/100_1341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436790580846978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me where my baby girl went?  This is a big girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqOJCfyI/AAAAAAAABKg/DIEoc7vfTnE/s1600-h/100_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqOJCfyI/AAAAAAAABKg/DIEoc7vfTnE/s400/100_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436461585891106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia and Mason...they look like they are on a date! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqXjXYCI/AAAAAAAABKo/3wuly5NbyZQ/s1600-h/100_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqXjXYCI/AAAAAAAABKo/3wuly5NbyZQ/s400/100_1314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436464112230434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailyn and Olivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjq-YCYZI/AAAAAAAABKw/J8Xe8e8mrc0/s1600-h/100_1315_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjq-YCYZI/AAAAAAAABKw/J8Xe8e8mrc0/s400/100_1315_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436474533699986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was watching Kailyn very intently the whole time.  She likes to see kids that are bigger than she is she's very intrigued by them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqyb53vI/AAAAAAAABK4/6cIG9iNPRYQ/s1600-h/100_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjqyb53vI/AAAAAAAABK4/6cIG9iNPRYQ/s400/100_1320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436471328694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjrWBN22I/AAAAAAAABLA/c7L8vz38hgw/s1600-h/100_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKjrWBN22I/AAAAAAAABLA/c7L8vz38hgw/s400/100_1325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247436480880434018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia was exhausted to say the least, she was asleep about 5 minutes after leaving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5756370035001296935?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5756370035001296935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5756370035001296935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5756370035001296935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5756370035001296935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids-club-at-boardwalk.html' title='Kids Club at The Boardwalk'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKj9YGYJCI/AAAAAAAABLI/Zm2bRZX8M7s/s72-c/100_1337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7689657582854310453</id><published>2008-09-18T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:39:10.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Pics from the Other Day</title><content type='html'>Olivia loves I mean LOVES to write, draw, scribble, etc.  I give her an artist canvas and let her go.  I mean I know that those things are expensive, but she can sit on the floor and doesn't need anything to support her drawings.  We have these cool &lt;a href="http://www.crayola.com/products/list.cfm?categories=CRAYONS,SLICK%20STICKS"&gt;crayons&lt;/a&gt; that are kind of like a crayon and a pastel chalk had mixed.  The write really smoothly.  And they get everywhere......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfyhar0-I/AAAAAAAABKI/SntCWepVaUw/s1600-h/100_1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfyhar0-I/AAAAAAAABKI/SntCWepVaUw/s400/100_1255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247432206152618978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfzDTn_xI/AAAAAAAABKQ/u_Vi-u2sijQ/s1600-h/100_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfzDTn_xI/AAAAAAAABKQ/u_Vi-u2sijQ/s400/100_1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247432215249813266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfzdQcT4I/AAAAAAAABKY/Bcgz6c4ZNvQ/s1600-h/100_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfzdQcT4I/AAAAAAAABKY/Bcgz6c4ZNvQ/s400/100_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247432222215786370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7689657582854310453?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7689657582854310453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7689657582854310453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7689657582854310453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7689657582854310453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/few-pics-from-other-day.html' title='A Few Pics from the Other Day'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SNKfyhar0-I/AAAAAAAABKI/SntCWepVaUw/s72-c/100_1255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5966083637219374774</id><published>2008-09-13T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:14:25.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Power Struggle post</title><content type='html'>As I previously posted, we were in a power struggle over the word "please,"  I know that all of you have been dying to know the latest with that......well, ever since that nite, Olivia has said "please!"  Granted it comes out "meeese" but we really don't care!  She is learning to be polite!  She's even started to say "up meese" when she wants to get on the sofa with us!  So I would say that's definte progress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5966083637219374774?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5966083637219374774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5966083637219374774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5966083637219374774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5966083637219374774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-on-power-struggle-post.html' title='Update on the Power Struggle post'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-3269754138117273002</id><published>2008-09-09T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:40:17.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Struggle</title><content type='html'>Most of you that know me and Chad know that we are both very stubborn people. I would not define myself as stubborn but strong willed. Well, that means our beautiful, sweet, and amazingly clever daughter is strong willed xs 2! I've learned that the best way to teach her manners is to model good manners for her. WE KNOW WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT that Olivia can say the word "please" she has before, but lately, she has protested the idea of saying that simple word. Tonight, after dinner, she wanted down from her highchair, so, we kept saying "up please," but she would never say it. She would say no and get very mad at us, thus beginning our power struggle. We were determined for her to say please in order to get down. For a solid hour we did this, neither side would budge. This is how our struggle ended......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcykfl56gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FXdNHpRzQ2s/s1600-h/IMG_6510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcykfl56gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FXdNHpRzQ2s/s400/IMG_6510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215893633395202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcykm5kGZI/AAAAAAAABJk/DPcPPN5j65g/s1600-h/IMG_6494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcykm5kGZI/AAAAAAAABJk/DPcPPN5j65g/s400/IMG_6494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215895594899858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyk4mGHjI/AAAAAAAABJs/1-cNDDB0GFg/s1600-h/IMG_6496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyk4mGHjI/AAAAAAAABJs/1-cNDDB0GFg/s400/IMG_6496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215900345081394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyld_5r3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/KAT7Y-glgz4/s1600-h/IMG_6515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyld_5r3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/KAT7Y-glgz4/s400/IMG_6515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215910385430386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyluKyPPI/AAAAAAAABJ8/2HfAB43AbRc/s1600-h/IMG_6517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcyluKyPPI/AAAAAAAABJ8/2HfAB43AbRc/s400/IMG_6517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244215914726046962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you call this one a draw.........before bed tonight, we read our book about the magic words, and tomorrow, leads us to more of the same I'm sure..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3269754138117273002?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3269754138117273002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3269754138117273002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3269754138117273002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3269754138117273002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/power-struggle.html' title='Power Struggle'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SMcykfl56gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FXdNHpRzQ2s/s72-c/IMG_6510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4660831862962425669</id><published>2008-09-02T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:14:53.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>Here is a sneak peek of a few of the maternity shots of Cheryl and Dave on Sunday. They were such easy subjects and are going to be AWESOME parents! Little Brody is so lucky to have them! Can't wait to meet him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yfnBaCjI/AAAAAAAABI8/q0PHT-J_hrY/s1600-h/IMG_6310+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yfnBaCjI/AAAAAAAABI8/q0PHT-J_hrY/s400/IMG_6310+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241612166193875506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yfDD4PjI/AAAAAAAABI0/kReW15PgmD0/s1600-h/124+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yfDD4PjI/AAAAAAAABI0/kReW15PgmD0/s400/124+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241612156540567090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yf5aob4I/AAAAAAAABJE/2adecbo2v4s/s1600-h/120+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yf5aob4I/AAAAAAAABJE/2adecbo2v4s/s400/120+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241612171131514754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3ygPiGImI/AAAAAAAABJM/YBvI7vGAncU/s1600-h/IMG_6386+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3ygPiGImI/AAAAAAAABJM/YBvI7vGAncU/s400/IMG_6386+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241612177068401250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3ygu3Y8LI/AAAAAAAABJU/UHYETZila2c/s1600-h/IMG_6335+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3ygu3Y8LI/AAAAAAAABJU/UHYETZila2c/s400/IMG_6335+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241612185479213234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLzNrQC3vSI/AAAAAAAABIs/8Mnj3BT1rzo/s1600-h/IMG_6239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241290209277492514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLzNrQC3vSI/AAAAAAAABIs/8Mnj3BT1rzo/s400/IMG_6239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4660831862962425669?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4660831862962425669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4660831862962425669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4660831862962425669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4660831862962425669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SL3yfnBaCjI/AAAAAAAABI8/q0PHT-J_hrY/s72-c/IMG_6310+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-5498698565143212582</id><published>2008-08-30T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:30:41.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Block Pictures</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, I am supposed to take Cheryl's maternity pictures, which I am SUPER excited about, so in preparation for that, I had to get back in the photographer mindset (not that it goes away, I just needed to experiment with some stuff). So, I took out Olivia's wooden letter blocks and went to work. I can't believe I experimented with a toddler for a photo shoot with a grown up! Toddlers are super hard work! So here are the pics from that adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLl1NJ6nEVI/AAAAAAAABIg/RhgBJAfcgSY/s1600-h/IMG_6230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLl1NJ6nEVI/AAAAAAAABIg/RhgBJAfcgSY/s400/IMG_6230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240348510282781010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlyf3-bvpI/AAAAAAAABIY/uPYxEgq7L2o/s1600-h/IMG_6216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlyf3-bvpI/AAAAAAAABIY/uPYxEgq7L2o/s400/IMG_6216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240345533349609106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlxrzxEsaI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ErYTIfuEatM/s1600-h/IMG_6228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlxrzxEsaI/AAAAAAAABIQ/ErYTIfuEatM/s400/IMG_6228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344638866633122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlxQJwPU6I/AAAAAAAABII/uae-dVJkwDA/s1600-h/IMG_6208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlxQJwPU6I/AAAAAAAABII/uae-dVJkwDA/s400/IMG_6208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240344163732378530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlwyl_r0mI/AAAAAAAABIA/I21TDgJFDa8/s1600-h/IMG_6201_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLlwyl_r0mI/AAAAAAAABIA/I21TDgJFDa8/s400/IMG_6201_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240343655917277794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5498698565143212582?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5498698565143212582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5498698565143212582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5498698565143212582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5498698565143212582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/block-pictures.html' title='Block Pictures'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLl1NJ6nEVI/AAAAAAAABIg/RhgBJAfcgSY/s72-c/IMG_6230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-220754471377767494</id><published>2008-08-29T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:27:41.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time Trying On Clothes</title><content type='html'>Today, we were out again shopping for Chloe's birthday present, and I found some clothes that were on sale.  I have never had to have Olivia try on clothes before, but now, she is growing so fast, I am not so sure about where we stand as far as her size.....so, today I found this cute little track jacket...and we tried it on her, so this was her first time to try on clothes at the store........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjL-ysNBdI/AAAAAAAABHg/KsDwd1h1v3w/s1600-h/IMG_7547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjL-ysNBdI/AAAAAAAABHg/KsDwd1h1v3w/s400/IMG_7547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240162446065075666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjLu-JfU4I/AAAAAAAABHY/tmqBz4zYSg0/s1600-h/IMG_7546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjLu-JfU4I/AAAAAAAABHY/tmqBz4zYSg0/s400/IMG_7546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240162174262793090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-220754471377767494?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/220754471377767494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=220754471377767494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/220754471377767494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/220754471377767494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-time-trying-on-clothes.html' title='First Time Trying On Clothes'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjL-ysNBdI/AAAAAAAABHg/KsDwd1h1v3w/s72-c/IMG_7547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8544260509320245081</id><published>2008-08-29T22:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:22:09.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tricks Learned from Nana =)</title><content type='html'>When we were packing to move, Nana came here to help us. I needed sanity and Olivia needed entertainment! Anyways, Nana usually doesn't have pockets on her clothing....I don't need to finish with the details, I'll let these pictures give you all the visual you need =) (Thanks Cheryl for these cute pics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjKi_PsnAI/AAAAAAAABHA/FoJRy71PcEY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjKi_PsnAI/AAAAAAAABHA/FoJRy71PcEY/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240160868887206914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjKjLGXi5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/NT9ANHalfOk/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjKjLGXi5I/AAAAAAAABHQ/NT9ANHalfOk/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240160872069303186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8544260509320245081?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8544260509320245081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8544260509320245081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8544260509320245081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8544260509320245081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/tricks-learned-from-nana.html' title='Tricks Learned from Nana =)'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjKi_PsnAI/AAAAAAAABHA/FoJRy71PcEY/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7231520425941767524</id><published>2008-08-29T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:45:25.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at the "ish" with Daddy</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, we went to Tokyo, which is one of our favorite places to eat, (although, there was a freak accident there with a friend of mine's sister in law....so we aren't sure if they are even open, it's a long story if you want to know, email me I'll give you details).....anyways, they the the huge goldfish in a pond out front. Olivia loves looks to at the "ish" she refuses to say her "f" sound when it comes to fish, but will say "shefral" for Cheryl's name....who knows, she does things in her own time! So here are the pics of her and Chad looking at the "ish"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBkpEvMpI/AAAAAAAABGI/NDI3SpRCBmY/s1600-h/IMG_7445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBkpEvMpI/AAAAAAAABGI/NDI3SpRCBmY/s400/IMG_7445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151001690747538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBk7BbrjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/SXwP9P5ziKs/s1600-h/IMG_7446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBk7BbrjI/AAAAAAAABGQ/SXwP9P5ziKs/s400/IMG_7446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151006508723762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBlDAHdZI/AAAAAAAABGY/PpUevZHzD7g/s1600-h/IMG_7447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBlDAHdZI/AAAAAAAABGY/PpUevZHzD7g/s400/IMG_7447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240151008650687890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7231520425941767524?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7231520425941767524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7231520425941767524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7231520425941767524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7231520425941767524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-at-ish-with-daddy.html' title='Looking at the &quot;ish&quot; with Daddy'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLjBkpEvMpI/AAAAAAAABGI/NDI3SpRCBmY/s72-c/IMG_7445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-452210538946670554</id><published>2008-08-29T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:33:45.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing At The Mall</title><content type='html'>This week, Cheryl and I had some errands to run (which by the way, we LOVE getting to do while everyone else is at school! =) in Bossier so we went to the Bossier mall for some lunch and for a few items. We have a &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Eddie-Bauer-2-Harness-Buddy/dp/B0011UNHQ2/sr=1-2/qid=1220066421/ref=sr_1_2/602-8610005-7449425?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;index=target&amp;amp;rh=k%3Ababy%20leash&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;monkey leash&lt;/a&gt; for Olivia to wear when we feel like she needs more "freedom." So, I figured the mall was the best place to let her be "free." Well, she's never seen the riding toys that are outside most stores or in malls, so they definetly caught her eye. Aunite Sheferal (or Cheryl for normal folks, she says it with an "f" sound SOOOOO funny to hear) had her camera ready thank goodness. I think the cord to mine is packed away in a box somewhere..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLi-d2PlWZI/AAAAAAAABF4/N1naeHnEi7g/s1600-h/IMG_7521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLi-d2PlWZI/AAAAAAAABF4/N1naeHnEi7g/s400/IMG_7521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240147586431932818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLi-eIeGWLI/AAAAAAAABGA/4g-wlB2Vc-g/s1600-h/IMG_7516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLi-eIeGWLI/AAAAAAAABGA/4g-wlB2Vc-g/s400/IMG_7516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240147591324653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see her "tail"in this one.  Now, I will say, the mokey leash does get some funny looks and some head shakes like people can't believe I do that to my child, and then there are people who tell me that they think they should be made legal like carseats.  Here's my deal, I know that she needs freedom to feel independent, she doesn't get that in a stroller, and I don't have the trust of people in the world nor the desire to let my 18mth old run free in front or behind me.  I need to know where she is for all of our safety......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-452210538946670554?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/452210538946670554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=452210538946670554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/452210538946670554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/452210538946670554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/playing-at-mall.html' title='Playing At The Mall'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLi-d2PlWZI/AAAAAAAABF4/N1naeHnEi7g/s72-c/IMG_7521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1567687207859725029</id><published>2008-08-28T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:34:41.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground Fun!</title><content type='html'>Well, most of you know by now that we moved about 2 weeks ago.  Our house sold before we were completely ready for it to.  So, we moved into an apartment complex for a little bit.  The location could not be better as far as Chad's job is concerned.  We were driving 11 miles round trip 2 times a day when we were in the house, now, we literally drive across the street from our complex which is nice when Olivia is still somewhat sleepy when we take him to work.  (She's really funny about it, when we drop him off, before we pull into the parking lot, she starts saying "bye bye daddEEE, muah, wuf u and she gets EXTREMELY excited in the evening when we go back to pick him up!  She loves her Daddy!)  Any who, our apartment complex has a lot of nice emminties like 3 pools, a fitness center that is open 24 hrs, and a play ground perfect for young kids.  Well, today, after lunch, I decided to venture over there.  It's not a long walk, so I decided to take the stroller out for a spin, since I will be using it for a 5K at our church next weekend.  So, we got our shoes on and headed out the door.  I noticed that it was a little cloudy, but nothing to really worry about.  So, we get to the playground and she was a WILD woman!  She loved it!  She ran around showing off her independence for sure!  She slid down the small slide like a million times, and then ventured over to the big twisty one!  She is so fearless.  As she was playing, I noticed a few sprinkles, then, harder, there was no way we were making it home before the bottom fell out!  So, we went to the leasing office and sat on the porch enjoying the coolness of a summer rain shower, a rain shower that turned into what I knew was Gustav already!  It was thundering and lightening and blowing rain like crazy!  We were watching crepe myrtle trees touch the ground!  The sweet sweet office staff let us take shelter inside.  We were there for like&lt;br /&gt;25 minutes until the rain subsided.  Then we walked, I mean waded our way home for some down time til we got to go pick Chad up from work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Can I just ask, where did baby Olivia go?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdtW9Sqv9I/AAAAAAAABFo/70Ly18qswgA/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdtW9Sqv9I/AAAAAAAABFo/70Ly18qswgA/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239776932646272978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         Miss Independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdsqdkUOvI/AAAAAAAABFg/AOhAI2eennE/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdsqdkUOvI/AAAAAAAABFg/AOhAI2eennE/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239776168216115954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    My little hot tot!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdriOtiqCI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zMCknQYHeFc/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdriOtiqCI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zMCknQYHeFc/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239774927277697058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                      Sheer Bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdsWXK7BmI/AAAAAAAABFY/VgxknSXZtWA/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdsWXK7BmI/AAAAAAAABFY/VgxknSXZtWA/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239775822901610082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                   Wheeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdq13VetWI/AAAAAAAABFI/wlaS8Cp2ePk/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 462px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdq13VetWI/AAAAAAAABFI/wlaS8Cp2ePk/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239774165088515426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1567687207859725029?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1567687207859725029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1567687207859725029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1567687207859725029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1567687207859725029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/playground-fun.html' title='Playground Fun!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SLdtW9Sqv9I/AAAAAAAABFo/70Ly18qswgA/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8612146729789801317</id><published>2008-08-17T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:57:40.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Random Things About Me</title><content type='html'>I was tagged forever ago by my best friend &lt;a href="http://www.cheryldavewilliams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/a&gt; for this game "Six Random Things about Me," Here are the rules: Link to the person who tagged you, mention the rules, tell six quirky, yet boring &amp;amp; unspectacular things about yourself, tag six other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; by linking to them, and then go to each person's blog and leave a comment letting them know they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I have to sleep with a fan on anytime I sleep.....and I have to put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chapstick&lt;/span&gt; on before I sleep too......always!  Can't sleep without either one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have a slight fear clowns.....I don't really know why, I mean I had to dress up like one in youth group back in the stone ages.....There is a man here in town that I assume is a professional clown....I promise you he follows me through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I LOVE New York City!!! I mean I love everything, the sites, the sounds, even the smells!  I would not want to live there, nor raise children there, but I love to visit!  I was just talking to Olivia the other day about New York when she found some Statue of Liberty napkin rings I have.  I told her that one day, Chad and I will take her there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I worked as a missionary for a year and a half at &lt;a href="http://www.missionarlington.org/"&gt;Mission Arlington&lt;/a&gt;........and now, I still feel a yearning for apartment ministries........I love that place....if you are ever interested in how to "do" ministry....visit them..and hang out and hover.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Target is my favorite place to shop!  I love it there....so much calmer than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I never had to have braces or retainers or anything.  I did, however, have to have a mouth guard thingy because I grind my teeth so much and clinch my jaws that I started having headaches when I woke up in the mornings.....We are praying that Olivia will be as fortunate....Chad never had to have them either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so now I tag &lt;a href="http://www.theglenngang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicki&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bayleeb.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://worldofthewilsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chrisandjana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jana,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thesullyfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-8612146729789801317?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8612146729789801317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=8612146729789801317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8612146729789801317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/8612146729789801317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/six-random-things-about-me.html' title='Six Random Things About Me'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-3920051705982306845</id><published>2008-08-05T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:14:16.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>Olivia is 18 months old!  I can hardly believe it!  Granted, sometimes, it feels like a lifetime ago when she was an infant, but others, like it was yesterday.  She is so funny these days.  She loves to laugh, especially when my wet hair is tickling her in the face!  She has the best laugh.  She has quite the vocabulary....of course the standard Mama, Dada, and NO!  But she's added eyes, "bo" (elbow), cereal, Cheryl, op (up), car (which is said with a very bostonian accent),  two, appies (which can be any fruit that is shaped like an apple even cherries are appies), do wwwwn (very country), dog, josie, cowe (chloe), she knows what a cow says (she will bring us the Mr. Brown Can Moo Can You book, saying moo moo)............she can point out all the major body parts thanks to the book, Toes, Ears, &amp;amp; Nose!  She loves the flaps, although her other flap books she's pulled the flaps off!  She's very good at following simple intructions, which is nice.  She is amazed by my getting ready in the mornings, she wants to smell like me, brush her teeth like me, etc.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which can be very convicting!  I know that she's looking to me for how to love Christ.  I also know she's looking to me to see how to love her husband and how to be a good wife.  That really convicts me!  I always want to be the best example  I can be for her.  I never knew that having children could be so convicting.  Chad and I pray that she learns to know the Lord at a young age and grows up knowing Him.  We want to be the best exampls as we can for her.  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry for that, it was just important.  Anyways, she is always talking!  When it's time to rest, she lay in her bed, and talk to Elmo.  She is so bright and catches on to ideas and concepts very quickly.  In fact, she caught on really well to not having a paci!  We have had 1 full week of no paci!  We are so proud of her!  She's been such a big girl about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wanting to be like me, today when I made my lunch, after she had already eaten, she was fascinated with what I was having.  To me, it looked like a plain ol' turkey sandwich and some corn on the cob.  Both of those things caught her eye, but I must say, the corn was her favorite!  She could eat it off the cob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SJpoEP_-p2I/AAAAAAAABE4/p37XpKAWHWI/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SJpoEP_-p2I/AAAAAAAABE4/p37XpKAWHWI/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231608339367896930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3920051705982306845?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3920051705982306845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3920051705982306845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3920051705982306845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3920051705982306845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/08/18-months-old.html' title='18 Months Old!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SJpoEP_-p2I/AAAAAAAABE4/p37XpKAWHWI/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3147744162537616386</id><published>2008-07-29T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:34:26.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the pappi-less nite</title><content type='html'>Well, most of the nite was great............that was until around 4:45 when Olivia woke up crying.  I went in to get her, mainly because I am selfish and wanted my sleep..........she stayed awake until like 6:15ish and then only dozed, not really slept.  But at one point during this time, she looked at me and in the absolutely sweetest voice ever, reached out touched my face and said "pappi?" Like I had merely forgotten to get it for her.  Little does she know, I can't find a single one!  There were moments where I considered constructing one out of something just so she would rest...........but I held my own! I didn't compromise!  We will keep you updated..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3147744162537616386?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3147744162537616386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3147744162537616386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3147744162537616386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3147744162537616386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-pappi-less-nite.html' title='Update on the pappi-less nite'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-6355647659848905372</id><published>2008-07-28T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:47:37.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To bed with no pappi (that's paci for the rest of the world!)</title><content type='html'>We have been working with Olivia for the past couple of weeks about her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pappi&lt;/span&gt;. We try only to give it to her when she's really upset, in fact, she gets out of the bed in the mornings handing it to us. We have been wanting to work on potty training, due to our many afternoon naps of getting her up her being naked and her bed full of tinkle. But, so far, our schedule has been too hectic to try to be as consistent as necessary for potty training. So, we decided to back off a bit. I mean, we still have the potty chair out, and she will point at it and say "pee pee" and run to the potty and sit on it. (And get her "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mnm&lt;/span&gt;" m&amp;amp;m)....that's really all the progress we've made. My awesome friend, Diana, that works at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Montessori&lt;/span&gt; school here, suggested that we do on big thing at a time. She said that at their school, they will do potty training for 6 weeks or so and then move to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;. So, we are going to try that now. Not because we don't want her to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pappi&lt;/span&gt;, because I will admit, when she's moody as all get out, it's a great soothing tool for Mommy! And, we have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gremiln&lt;/span&gt;. You know the one that sneaks in and steals all the baby socks, your socks.....the reason you have 15 socks with no matches. Well, he takes our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pacis&lt;/span&gt;! I'm telling you they disappear into thin air around here! Tonight, when Chad got home with her, he couldn't find a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;. We bought like 10 when we went to the beach and now.....we can't find one! Usually we could say," &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Livi&lt;/span&gt;, where's your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;?" and she could go right to it..Tonight she said, "I n no" which is "i don't know" and she even puts her hands up! (She will also do it when I ask her where Daddy is, when he's at work or we can't find him at church!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight, we went through our regular bath, come kiss every one, read, say our prayers, and bed schedule. Well, I put her to bed and she didn't make a peep for about 5 minutes, guess she didn't know it was missing. About 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; after that, she realized she didn't have it, she whimpered for a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, nothing big, just whining.....and then she was off to sleep......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully, it will continue to work.....we will keep you posted!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6355647659848905372?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6355647659848905372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6355647659848905372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6355647659848905372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6355647659848905372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-bed-with-no-pappi-thats-paci-for.html' title='To bed with no pappi (that&apos;s paci for the rest of the world!)'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-3892816249027293322</id><published>2008-07-17T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:40:24.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the delay in posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3892816249027293322?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3892816249027293322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3892816249027293322' title='55 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3892816249027293322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3892816249027293322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-for-delay-in-posting.html' title='Sorry for the delay in posting'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-2284231762142525984</id><published>2008-06-30T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:43:56.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE this SONG!</title><content type='html'>I love music.  I am so grateful to live in an area where we get KLOVE.  I love it because I love music so much that I will walk around singing the words the entire day.  God really convicted me about the music I used to listen to, so I'm grateful for KLOVE.  I have been hearing this beautiful song, never knew the artist, nor did I know the song title.  Well,  I finally found out who sings it and the name of it, it is called Divine Romance and it's by Phil Wickham....listen and enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QF0p4I9a1nw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QF0p4I9a1nw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-2284231762142525984?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2284231762142525984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=2284231762142525984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2284231762142525984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2284231762142525984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-this-song.html' title='I LOVE this SONG!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-531252005412794937</id><published>2008-06-16T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:00:36.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times In the Summer</title><content type='html'>No one has to worry about us getting bored this summer...we have something to do almost everyday. I signed Olivia up for &lt;a href="http://www.gymboreeclasses.com/b2c/customer/home.jsp"&gt;Gymboree &lt;/a&gt;classes for the summer. We got the summer pass, which means we can go to an unlimited amount of classes a week. Typically, one would just go to one class a week and could play in the gym when there isn't a class going on. We are taking advantage of our summer pass! We go to music class on Tuesdays, Gymboree on Wednesdays, and Art class on Fridays. Olivia LOVES it. She is exhausted afterwards, but she loves it all the while. We went to the music for the first time, but I think the class was too young for her so we are going to the older class tomorrow. Here are some pics from that music class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212690328797971490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcyPGweBCI/AAAAAAAABBw/0sAn6f2YwVw/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went Art class on Friday, Chad was off that day so he got to come with us and join the fun! She made her first piece of art! I was so proud!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This first collage is of us playing with play dough, which Olivia had NOTHING to do with! She hated it! She doesn't like for her hands to be sticky or dirty! (She gets that from her uncle bubby by the way)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212691754247201474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcziE-DIsI/AAAAAAAABB4/W_yDCPH5faw/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Then she made her art. We first glued a coffee filter to a piece of blue paper, then we painted it yellow, and then, we glued some sunflower kernels on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212692242562322594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcz-gFckKI/AAAAAAAABCA/1rvMWs4otzE/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They have this nifty tactile table. (For those that aren't into child development, it's a table that's empty and can be filled with ANYTHING! It lets the kiddos use their hands to learn about different textures and tools....it's really cool!) It was filled with beans. The kids loved shoveling them, raking them, dipping them, and of course, THROWING them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212693184242159330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFc01UHajuI/AAAAAAAABCI/P40GPBaacV8/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my favorite picutre from the day...Olivia and another little girl in the class having a size up meeting...it was funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212693927461007698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFc1gk0mMVI/AAAAAAAABCQ/PKDW2EfuG5M/s400/102_1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-531252005412794937?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/531252005412794937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=531252005412794937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/531252005412794937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/531252005412794937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-times-in-summer.html' title='Fun Times In the Summer'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcyPGweBCI/AAAAAAAABBw/0sAn6f2YwVw/s72-c/collage11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1377400956990218353</id><published>2008-06-16T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:48:10.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcl6kN87xI/AAAAAAAABA8/97lZPQdFdew/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcl6kN87xI/AAAAAAAABA8/97lZPQdFdew/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Getting tired.....NAH!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1377400956990218353?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1377400956990218353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1377400956990218353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1377400956990218353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1377400956990218353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcl6kN87xI/AAAAAAAABA8/97lZPQdFdew/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1764946936766603610</id><published>2008-06-16T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:47:32.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcltG9YdTI/AAAAAAAABAs/kmMXAZF3ybA/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcltG9YdTI/AAAAAAAABAs/kmMXAZF3ybA/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papaw's sunglasses!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7128013379257729873?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7128013379257729873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7128013379257729873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7128013379257729873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7128013379257729873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/papaws-sunglasses.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFcltG9YdTI/AAAAAAAABAs/kmMXAZF3ybA/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-8907864921169371988</id><published>2008-06-16T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:46:27.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckzGyliuI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ctTplxfAegI/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckzGyliuI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ctTplxfAegI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-5980020720606657788?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5980020720606657788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=5980020720606657788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5980020720606657788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/5980020720606657788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/posted-by-picasa_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckzGyliuI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ctTplxfAegI/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1522004477694452382</id><published>2008-06-16T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:49:31.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Realized</title><content type='html'>that I have neglected to post pics from the beach. I wanted to take the classic beach picture with everyone in white on the beach, but the day faded and so did our moods! So, needless to say these are the pics I have, actually I have more, but these are just a few....oh yeah, blogger hates my big megapixel pictures, so it was hard to get them uploaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckkCZj9eI/AAAAAAAAA_s/S1vZeLQa-HY/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckkCZj9eI/AAAAAAAAA_s/S1vZeLQa-HY/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1522004477694452382?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1522004477694452382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1522004477694452382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1522004477694452382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1522004477694452382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-realized.html' title='I Just Realized'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SFckkCZj9eI/AAAAAAAAA_s/S1vZeLQa-HY/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4724304178035603725</id><published>2008-06-09T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:36:03.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Site I Love</title><content type='html'>I am in love with the &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;5 Minutes for Moms &lt;/a&gt;blog.  They always have giveaways and fun stuff like Tackle It Tuesdays and Wordless Wednesdays.  Well, June 10th-18th they will be doing creative summer days.  It looks like it will be fun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/3636/creative-summer-days/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/csdvertbanner.jpg" alt="csdvertbanner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4724304178035603725?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4724304178035603725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4724304178035603725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4724304178035603725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4724304178035603725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/06/site-i-love.html' title='A Site I Love'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-4086207590935558932</id><published>2008-05-30T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:59:16.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida Family</title><content type='html'>While we were in Florida, I got to meet lots of family that I've never met before. Here are some pictures of my great aunts and my second cousins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206168706899235490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAG2v970qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NJ_Pw1bAFCU/s400/102_1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is from L to R, Mommy's first cousins, Jason, Jonathan, Mommy, Bubby, and Rachel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206169286719820466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAHYf970rI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/_RElyFzcjZw/s400/102_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are Mommy's Aunts, my great aunts from L to R, Nana, Aunt Patti, Aunt Brenda, and Aunt Mary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was sad why we were there, but, I had fun getting to meet all my extended family....  We were supposed to leave on Friday, but we decided to stay and go to the beach, so the next pictures you will see will be of me and my first experience at the beach!!!!!  I don't know what a beach is, but I guess I am about to find out!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4086207590935558932?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4086207590935558932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4086207590935558932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4086207590935558932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4086207590935558932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/florida-family.html' title='Florida Family'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAG2v970qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/NJ_Pw1bAFCU/s72-c/102_1023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-6412114862502979862</id><published>2008-05-30T08:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:51:00.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive</title><content type='html'>The drive to Pensacola was kind of eventful. About 45 minutes out, this is what Olivia was doing...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206167650337280642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAF5P970oI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xr9eggnkEpU/s400/102_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206167641747346034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAF4v970nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/9t-okNZYuN0/s400/102_1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In the first one you can just see  Melmo aka Elmo, tucked gently under her arm!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-6412114862502979862?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6412114862502979862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=6412114862502979862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6412114862502979862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/6412114862502979862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/drive.html' title='The Drive'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAF5P970oI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xr9eggnkEpU/s72-c/102_1009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-2634137075317309352</id><published>2008-05-30T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:47:09.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Florida</title><content type='html'>Last weekend when Nana and Papaw were at our house, Nana got a phone call from her sister telling her that my great grandma (Nana's mom and Mommy's grandma) had passed away. The grown-ups made a plan for us to leave for Pensacola on Wednesday. Mommy had to go back to school on Tuesday to get some loose ends tied up, so we went to Nana and Papaw's after that. Ms. Kat came to our house and helped up get all packed, then we drove to Monroe to pick up Uncle Bubby. We were all in our car heading to Nana and Papaw's house, on our way, in one of the small towns a long the way, I don't remember which one because I was watching Elmo, Daddy was driving a little too fast and we got stopped. Thankfully, the guy didn't give us a ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to Nana and Papaw's house and started to play, then it was time for bed because we had an early morning and a long drive the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The grown ups loaded the car and we were off to Pensacola!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166452041404978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAEzf970jI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Lv3v_hAxgog/s400/102_1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166464926306882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAE0P970kI/AAAAAAAAA-g/KWwbzrShEeQ/s400/102_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166473516241490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAE0v970lI/AAAAAAAAA-o/bFqBO56jBHs/s400/102_1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206166477811208802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAE0_970mI/AAAAAAAAA-w/gR9pftroxtE/s400/102_1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-2634137075317309352?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2634137075317309352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=2634137075317309352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2634137075317309352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2634137075317309352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-to-florida.html' title='Going to Florida'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SEAEzf970jI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Lv3v_hAxgog/s72-c/102_1004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-3477716089726454064</id><published>2008-05-13T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:13:31.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm84oUYsoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zQQmgHpHXMI/s1600-h/IMG_5201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894925857567362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm84oUYsoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zQQmgHpHXMI/s400/IMG_5201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have discovered over the past couple of days that Olivia will be a girlie girl. Very high maintenace! I have no idea where she gets it from :) ! Anyway, she has a fascination for bags. It really doesn't matter what kind of bag as long as it is a bag. I think this fascination stems from her seeing someone pack her diaper bag anytime we leave the house. This weekend, she figured out that an empty Walmart bag can double as a purse! She put it on her arm and would stop and pick up different things to put in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894895792796242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm824UYslI/AAAAAAAAA9w/fJtuN-mWwiE/s400/IMG_5197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894908677698146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm83oUYsmI/AAAAAAAAA94/mNnb6c8Djk4/s400/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894917267632754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm84IUYsnI/AAAAAAAAA-A/MWAoLjR43cU/s400/IMG_5200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the expression I caputred in this picture!  I makes me laugh!  She was being such a silly girl!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894938742469266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm85YUYspI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/7A51MytNGfE/s400/IMG_5201_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-3477716089726454064?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3477716089726454064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=3477716089726454064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3477716089726454064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/3477716089726454064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/bag-lady.html' title='Bag Lady'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm84oUYsoI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zQQmgHpHXMI/s72-c/IMG_5201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4489885253252408431</id><published>2008-05-13T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:01:11.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyable Weeked</title><content type='html'>We had a very pleasent weekend. Friday night and Saturday, Papaw and Daddy put down new tile in our bathroom. I had to take a bath in the kitchen sink for two nights! It was fun though, I didn't mind. Daddy bought these big huge tubs to pack up some stuff, and I love those things! Did you know that you can drop stuff in them, but you can't see them anymore! I tried and tried, but once I dopped the stuff , I still couldn't see it. So, Mommy put me it it! I liked it for a while, at least until I figured out I couldn't get out by myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887001642906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm1rYUYshI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/0w9fZpfhUzw/s400/IMG_5234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887010232840738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm1r4UYsiI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/6qmtR52lG00/s400/IMG_5235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887018822775346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm1sYUYsjI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hlFslSuU35s/s400/IMG_5238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199887023117742658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm1soUYskI/AAAAAAAAA9o/nXGaVD9Xas0/s400/IMG_5239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4489885253252408431?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4489885253252408431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4489885253252408431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4489885253252408431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4489885253252408431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/enjoyable-weeked.html' title='Enjoyable Weeked'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SCm1rYUYshI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/0w9fZpfhUzw/s72-c/IMG_5234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-4590910502564717763</id><published>2008-05-05T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:36:46.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of My Latest Outfits</title><content type='html'>I realized that I haven't posted about any of the new outfits for Olivia's Closet. (Just in case you were wondering, I am not referring to my child's closet, Olivia's Closet is a dream children's online and possibly an actual building clothing store, featuring the outfits that my mom and I will make....it's a dream....I have a dream.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Olivia trying to model it....or me trying to get her to pose, but Elmo was on!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196893786564891298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8TXVOikqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/0Gh_9GZZzt0/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196893790859858610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8TXlOikrI/AAAAAAAAA80/u_wIyCw9apw/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196893799449793218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8TYFOiksI/AAAAAAAAA88/_gh93kQK1lo/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-4590910502564717763?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4590910502564717763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=4590910502564717763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4590910502564717763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/4590910502564717763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-my-latest-outfit.html' title='One of My Latest Outfits'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8TXVOikqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/0Gh_9GZZzt0/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-1177348394766955387</id><published>2008-05-05T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:52:43.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>I am a terrible mother! With Mother's Day quickly approaching, I find myself think of my inadequacies as a mom. Don't get me wrong, Olivia is happy (most of the time), healthy (so what if she eats Gerber graduates cheese puffs for supper and drinks from a cup with bpa in it), and clean (again, most of the time, not after lunch at Luby's though, the child loves their mac and cheese, she uses it as hair gel!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we went to eat lunch at Moe's. It's one of my favorite places to eat, I love their burritos, and I love the fact that on Wednesdays (mine and Cheryl's new night to hang out kinda) kids eat free! Olivia loves their cheese quesadillas. Anyways, Saturday, we had lunch there. Chad picked our table, it was outside, with no umbrella. I didn't even consider the fact that the sun would be beaming down on us especially since I didn't think we would be there that long. Well, long story short, I noticed that Olivia's arms were getting kinda pink so we wrapped it up and headed on with our shopping for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home, I noticed that my child looked like a mini lobster! I felt horrible! Being fair skinned, I knew exactly what she might have been feeling. So after we had dinner and watched some baseball with the Alfred's and some other friends, we went to Walmart for Aloe Vera and some sunscreen to be kept in the diaper bad at all times!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196890045648376418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8P9lOikmI/AAAAAAAAA8M/1UXKzNPdcT4/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196890058533278322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8P-VOiknI/AAAAAAAAA8U/x6DJFrb8-pc/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You can see, that maybe I'm not that terrible of a mother, since my daughter has the development to be able to suck from a straw now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196890062828245650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8P-lOikpI/AAAAAAAAA8k/3QtEY2A9F0w/s400/olivia%2Bdrinking%2Bfrom%2Bstraw%2B5-3-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a cute kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196890058533278338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8P-VOikoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UZmQoJDCAIk/s400/IMG_4534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Cheryl for the Moe's pics!  (I hijacked them from her blog!) :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-1177348394766955387?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1177348394766955387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=1177348394766955387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1177348394766955387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/1177348394766955387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SB8P9lOikmI/AAAAAAAAA8M/1UXKzNPdcT4/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-7441924690110659387</id><published>2008-04-25T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:00:30.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Want to Do With The Rest of Your Lilfe?</title><content type='html'>(From Mommy)  This question was posed to me last night, "what do you want to do with the rest of your life?" And I did not have an answer because I HONESTLY do not know!  How sad!  I'm almost 30 and don't know what I want to be when I grow up!  Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7441924690110659387?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7441924690110659387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7441924690110659387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7441924690110659387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7441924690110659387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-do-you-want-to-do-with-rest-of.html' title='What Do You Want to Do With The Rest of Your Lilfe?'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-183088260403903522</id><published>2008-04-20T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:30:07.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing and Learning about God</title><content type='html'>Well, as Olivia already blogged, I was  busy bee this weekend.  I sewed and sewed.  In fact, we were almost late for church this morning because I was cutting out a pattern!  Anyways, last night, I was up late sewing and I had finished they last stitch and I took the dress in to show my mom.  We started talking about the outfits and I started looking at them closely.  I know every part of those dresses and I know how they are made.  I also see their imperfections.  This got me thinking about how God knows us.  He literally knit us together in our mothers' wombs and knows all the hairs on our heads, yet, if we know Christ, He doesn't see our imperfections, He sees our perfection in the blood of Jesus.  I was just awestruck at the thought that even though God knows EVERYTHING about us, He still loves us, sees our perfection in Christ.  That thought really just amazes and humbles me.  I just wanted to share!  Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-183088260403903522?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/183088260403903522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=183088260403903522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/183088260403903522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/183088260403903522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/04/sewing-and-learning-about-god.html' title='Sewing and Learning about God'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-430108566219766211</id><published>2008-04-20T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:19:03.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mommy Is A Busy Bee!</title><content type='html'>This weekend, Nana and Papaw came to see me. I was so excited to see them. Papaw was not feeling well, but Nana made him come because she knew that just seeing me would make him feel better. (He told me that seeing me really did make him feel better!) Anyways, Mommy's been sewing for the past few weeks. She already made me one dress, well, this weekend, she finished 3 outfits for me! 2 dresses and one outfit. I wore one dress last night to Red Lobster with Auntie Cheryl and Uncle Dave and I wore the outfit today. Tonight, when the girls that keep me so Mommy and Daddy can go to Lifegroup got here, they told Daddy they liked my outfit, he said, really Jamie (Mommy) made it. They said WOW! We would have never known that. They told Mommy that she should sell them! Mommy was excited that they thought that, she isn't too sure of herself sometimes, so it made her feel good to know that someone thought it was good. Here are the pics of the dresses and things she made for me. I would have modeled them, but I was already asleep. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191530557540547442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SAwFiULKO3I/AAAAAAAAA70/1jIJYhdXsSA/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191531124476230530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SAwGDULKO4I/AAAAAAAAA78/-oodcFVsngM/s400/156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191532159563348882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SAwG_kLKO5I/AAAAAAAAA8E/p27opipq6XU/s400/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, while Papaw was here, he showed me where the squirrels live.  Now,  I have to have someone take me outside so I can look for them!  (from Mommy-when she sees the squirrels, she gets SO excited!  It's too funny!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-430108566219766211?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/430108566219766211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=430108566219766211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/430108566219766211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/430108566219766211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-mommy-is-busy-bee.html' title='My Mommy Is A Busy Bee!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/SAwFiULKO3I/AAAAAAAAA70/1jIJYhdXsSA/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-2220711317458569379</id><published>2008-04-11T21:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:35:59.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I'm Glad I Knew About While Being Pregnant</title><content type='html'>There are several things that I'm glad people told me when I was pregnant about what to expect from pregnancy and giving birth.  I am so grateful to have such an awesome mom who was an OB GYN nurse who could explaining stuff to me.  Here are a few things I'm glad people told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Don't expect your stomach to go flat immediately after you have the baby.&lt;br /&gt;2.  The epidural really isn't that bad&lt;br /&gt;3.  The peri bottle will be your best friend (those ladies that have had a baby can I get a witness)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Nothing on the face of the planet begins to compare with being a mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are some things that no one had to tell me that I either A had the common sense to just know or B I had the knowledge to figure out on  my own.  A few of those would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Always bring extra clothes for you and the baby&lt;br /&gt;2.  Surely the epidural can't be that bad&lt;br /&gt;3. You will survive the toddler years even if the toddler is JUST LIKE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;4.  What size maternity clothes to buy.....this brings me to my story of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Cheryl, Nana, Olivia and I went out shopping.  Nana has been wanting to get Olivia an outside play toy so we did.  Then we had dinner and then it was off to Target.  I love me some Target.  I had mentioned to Cheryl that they had these maternity camis that I loved throughout my pregnancy and even still wear them because they are so comfy.  So, we go to the maternity section, which you have to understand is next to the women's section (where the sizes are 16w etc).  Cheryl picked out several things and headed to the dressing room, when something catches our attention.  This mother/daughter duo who are also looking for maternity clothes.  The conversation we over heard went something like this &lt;br /&gt;             DAUGHTER:  I just don' t understand the sizing of these maternity clothes.&lt;br /&gt;             MOTHER: Me neither&lt;br /&gt;             DAUGHTER (looking at the 16w on a hanger): Oh, well, it must be as simple as 16weeks,&lt;br /&gt;             18weeks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;WOW.....Cheryl and I held our composure walked quickly to the changing rooms and cracked up.  We couldn't help them although we might should have considered it, but we would have never been able to not crack up at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those are my ramblings.  I bought some books tonight that I thought were very funny.  I'm reading right now &lt;u&gt;Sippy Cups Are Not For Chardonnay&lt;/u&gt; by Stefanie Wilder-Taylor.  I am not a drinker, but I thought the title was too funny, so far very funny stuff!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-2220711317458569379?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2220711317458569379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=2220711317458569379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2220711317458569379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/2220711317458569379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-im-glad-i-knew-about-while-being.html' title='Things I&apos;m Glad I Knew About While Being Pregnant'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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-2988567244621060514.post-7770228806079856793</id><published>2008-04-11T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:51:17.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting a COUSIN!</title><content type='html'>My Auntie Cheryl and Uncle Dave, whom I dearly love are expecting a little baby! Mommy and Auntie are so excited about shopping and getting everything ready for the new baby. Auntie wore a shirt today to let the world at our school know. Mommy took her picture!  I love you Auntie Cheryl!  Can't wait to meet my new little cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188046400978376786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_-kttiPWFI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Fd_dV5jIBEE/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2988567244621060514-7770228806079856793?l=thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7770228806079856793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2988567244621060514&amp;postID=7770228806079856793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7770228806079856793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2988567244621060514/posts/default/7770228806079856793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofolivia.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-getting-cousin.html' title='I&apos;m getting a COUSIN!'/><author><name>Jamie Moon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07807687071165251534</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/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_-kttiPWFI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Fd_dV5jIBEE/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988567244621060514.post-6735231452776286086</id><published>2008-04-09T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:33:05.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100th Post!  And it's about biting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZBNiPWBI/AAAAAAAAA60/tixpzB-n-xk/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187329854404515858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZBNiPWBI/AAAAAAAAA60/tixpzB-n-xk/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZB9iPWCI/AAAAAAAAA68/tr5sx2wyEBQ/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187329867289417762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZB9iPWCI/AAAAAAAAA68/tr5sx2wyEBQ/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZCdiPWDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-nLUMZOg6P0/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187329875879352370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZCdiPWDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-nLUMZOg6P0/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZC9iPWEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1JeN1GUSLPg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187329884469286978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2dz4L-E3LeE/R_0ZC9iPWEI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1JeN1GUSLPg/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Monday at daycare, I got bit on the face! Ms. Andrea told Mommy that one of the girls in my class had been walking around all day biting kids, and apparently I was in her path of destruction! Mommy told Ms. Andrea, when she dropped me off yesterday, that she figured that they would tell her yesterday that I had bitten someone! But I kept my teeth to myself! 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