<?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-4347540289476001564</id><updated>2011-09-25T14:01:09.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud MP Wife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7261071479430918664</id><published>2010-11-19T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T08:05:53.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family and Bella</title><content type='html'>So this is kind of a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; type of post it is just just random pictures and so thoughts that I feel about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOaeQRY7jqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CtmSGoSov5E/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541290393909038754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOaeQRY7jqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CtmSGoSov5E/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favorite pictures of Bella and Jerry.  I could not ask for a better Daddy for my daughter.  And she loves him so much. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; sometimes I think she loves him more than me but I am sure that all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mamma's&lt;/span&gt; feel that way at one point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOad1kLv02I/AAAAAAAAAOg/CYyhqvkPudw/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541289935097549666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOad1kLv02I/AAAAAAAAAOg/CYyhqvkPudw/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So don't we look like the cheese couple. But I think that Jerry looks great in his uniform but I have always loved men in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOab09Y76CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KmTzsQgwVnQ/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541287725660629026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOab09Y76CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KmTzsQgwVnQ/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of my beautiful family. Don't we look great and just so happy. Well that is because we are. So much has happened to us this year and it is just wonderful. We have a new home that we can official call ours, it does not the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miltary&lt;/span&gt;, but ours. Plus even though Jerry is not home a whole lot he is home &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; and no deployments for a few years Yes. I am doing really good with my weight loss. I thought that I would take a lot more pictures but I just haven't but I am down 58 lbs and feel and look so much better. So as you see we have a lot to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOaaoYIGclI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/eVUG6rx6bBs/s1600/DSC03253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541286409987846738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOaaoYIGclI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/eVUG6rx6bBs/s320/DSC03253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture on Bella's 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday we had a fun day at the park taking pictures and just playing. She is just getting so big and so pretty. It is hard to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; the she is now 4 years old and just so full of energy. She started going to child care this week and is doing great. In fact today her teacher said that she is so polite and uses her manners and that she is rubbing off on the other kids. That made me one proud Mom. Manners have always been really important to me so I am glad to know that she uses them with out having to be reminded. So way to go Bella you are growing up to fast for this momma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7261071479430918664?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7261071479430918664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7261071479430918664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7261071479430918664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7261071479430918664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-and-bella.html' title='Family and Bella'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/TOaeQRY7jqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CtmSGoSov5E/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5483950680184530272</id><published>2010-11-11T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:09:39.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>Well sorry that it has been so long since I have gotten on here things have been really crazy.  But any way.  Today was a great day. I got to spend the day with my favorite Veteran.  My husband Jerry.  We got up this morning and Went to the Oklahoma City Zoo because it was free for all Veterans and their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt;.  It was great to get to spend the day with him and Bella because we just don't get very many days together with his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt; being so crazy.  Needles to say we had fun at the zoo we walked almost 4 miles and had fun chasing Bella around and looking at all the animals.  We are going to have to go again sometime and ride the Tram and the Train. I hope everyone is doing good.  I will try to post more often&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5483950680184530272?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5483950680184530272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5483950680184530272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5483950680184530272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5483950680184530272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/11/veterans-day-2010.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8580847001336182593</id><published>2010-03-31T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:42:08.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1BSTB Ball</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day.  I was so excited because it was one of those days that I really got to feel pretty. First I got to go get my nails done and got my eyebrows and lip waxed. Then I got to come home and put on a ball gown and my great grandmothers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt; and go to a Military Ball.  I felt like a princess and Bella kept calling me a pretty prince and that always makes me feel good. We had a great time at the Ball after all the formality stuff we were able to dance and visit and just enjoy ourselves.  What a great night.  The only thing that went wrong is that Our friends went to pick up there children before Jerry and I and Bella would not let them leave she just started crying so We left early and went and picked her up. She was so sad that she made one of her teachers cry along with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8580847001336182593?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8580847001336182593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8580847001336182593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8580847001336182593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8580847001336182593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/03/1bstb-ball.html' title='1BSTB Ball'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3318581706750105591</id><published>2010-01-19T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T06:47:56.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>Okay so it is getting closer to Jerry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; home.  His date to come home keeps changing and it is very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt; because I am so ready for him to come home.  A year is a long time to wait for your soldier to come home.  This will be the 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time that I have waited for him to come home and it never changes.  I clean the house until I think it is perfect and then I just wait.  I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to figure out the perfect outfit for both Bella and I.  I have gotten Bella's but mine I am not so sure of yet.  Then I go threw being scared and then just realize that everything is going to be okay because he is my husband and we love each other very much and nothing has changed even though we have been apart for a while. Then the waiting is horrible it seems like the closer it gets to him being home the slower time goes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uggg&lt;/span&gt;. But I know when I see him on that field and am waiting for the speaker to shut up things are going to be right again in my world.  So until them I am just waiting and counting down the days and changing the days until he is home.  Only a few more days and he will be home yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3318581706750105591?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3318581706750105591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3318581706750105591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3318581706750105591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3318581706750105591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-626549968561639227</id><published>2010-01-07T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:29:33.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Scared</title><content type='html'>Okay so I am scared.  It is about 18-22 days before my husband comes home from Iraq.  This will be the 3rd time that he has come home from Iraq and this time I am more scared than ever for him to come home.  This should be a time of joy and excitement and it is but it is also a time to be scared. We have not been a family in over a year and all of us have changed.  Bella is now in her Terrible 3's and driving me bonkers.  Jerry I know has seen stuff that I am sure has changed how he feels about things and will change how he acts about things.  Me this has been the hardest deployment out of the 6 and I have changed.  I don't know if I have changed for the better or the worse. I have had a mental breakdown since he has been gone and I am having serious doubts about our relationship.  It is hard to have a relationship that is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strictly&lt;/span&gt; over the phone or on the computer.  So I am scared. What about if he does not love me anymore.  What about if he can't handle being around a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; child like Bella.  I have all these what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ifs&lt;/span&gt; and there is no way to answer them until he comes home and we deal with it.  You are probably asking why I am telling you all this well for one I just needed to vocalize it and to I need prayers. And most of all I need someone to tell me that it will be okay and that we will make it past all of this just like we always do.  I can't even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; what it is going to be like for Jerry to come home to a 3 year old he has only spent about 8 months with her. Please let everything be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-626549968561639227?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/626549968561639227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=626549968561639227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/626549968561639227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/626549968561639227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-scared.html' title='I&apos;m Scared'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8823769715397890387</id><published>2010-01-01T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:10:55.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well it is Jan 1, 2010.  On every New Years Day everyone does the same thing they look back and see what the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; year was like for them and then they try to make a prediction on what the New Year will hold for them.  I am no different but I would like to look at the New Year in a new way.  Instead of saying I will lose weight this year I am going to do things differently.  For this new year.  I am going to pray that my daughter will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to grow and learn and smile everyday and make me smile, because everyone know that when a child smiles and laughs you can't keep from doing the same.  I also pray that she will learn more about God and love him more and more everyday.  I love it when I ask her want she wants to read and she says the bible mommy. For a 3 year old that is an amazing thing.  I also pray that my husband will come home safely from Iraq and that this year we will get to become the family that we need to be.  I can't wait to see Bella and Jerry together.  I want to cherish every moment of it.  I also pray that I will remember to stop and cherish every moment of my life with my husband daughter and family.  I pray that my family will have a great year with many good moments. I pray that I can learn to love myself for the person that I am and that I will quit trying to be someone else.  And last but not least, I pray that I will become closer to God and that my relationship with him will grow and that I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; let him be in control of my life, even when I want to control it.  For all of my friends and family I wish you all a happy new year with lots of love,  hope, and a closer walk with God.  I also pray that when the hard times come this year as I know that they will that we can all walk through them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt; and with a good out look because God is always with us and he will never give us more than we can handle. Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8823769715397890387?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8823769715397890387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8823769715397890387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8823769715397890387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8823769715397890387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4690441458987453782</id><published>2009-12-05T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:54:48.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good look</title><content type='html'>Do you know when you all of the sudden realise something and it just makes you smile.  Well that is what just happened to me so I thought that I would blog about it.  So I have had a ruff day today but it started to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;turn&lt;/span&gt; around so I was just laying in bed watching T.V. and Bella came in an started crawling all over me and we started to play.  At that very moment watching Bella it made me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; how much I take for granted.  I love to watch her laugh but I just don't pay attention to it much because life is so crazy.  So then I realize that I just need to stop and just pay attention to the little things in your life.  I grip and complain about having to take care of her by myself but you know what it gives me a chance to just spend a lot of time with her.  I need to take more time and just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; it.  I realized that Jerry does not get that chance and I should be thankful for what I get to do with her.  I also know that when Jerry gets home that we need to spend time as a family and that I don't need to worry about anything else but Jerry, Bella, and I and of course God.  I love my little family so much and can't wait until we are all together and I know that we will be soon so I am thankful for that. So that is what I realized is that I take to much for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;granted&lt;/span&gt; and I need to stop and take a look at what is right in front of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4690441458987453782?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4690441458987453782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4690441458987453782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4690441458987453782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4690441458987453782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-look.html' title='A good look'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-168495861875177793</id><published>2009-11-24T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:50:50.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At last an Update</title><content type='html'>Okay so it has been a long long time since I have blogged but here I go again I will try to keep up with it more.  So lets see what has happened since June.  Well Jerry came home for his 2 week R&amp;amp;R and we got to spend our anniversary together and that was great but of course it was hard to let him go back.  It has been hard on Bella this time.  For some reason she will no longer sleep in her bed all night she comes and gets in bed with me.  But I am sure that it will change soon.  In Sept I had my 3rd &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;septoplasty&lt;/span&gt; and this one was a good one.  Yea it has actually gone for more than 6 weeks and it has not been broken. Praise the lord.  I have to admit that it was the hardest one to get threw but I guess 3 time is a charm where my nose surgeries go.  In Oct I was able to see my 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; nephew be born.  What a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cutey&lt;/span&gt; he is.  I am glad that I stayed that last day so that I could see him.  Then in October Bella turned 3 WOW 3 I can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is three it just seems like yesterday that she was my bitty baby and now she is my girl who wants to do everything for herself.  So in November I had one day that really rocked my world. At my parents house we awoke to see a huge blast from a gas line so we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;evacuated&lt;/span&gt;  and then later on in the day there was the shooting at Fort Hood that I was frantic about until I heard from all of my friend.  I am glad that the last part of the month has gone by pretty slow and quiet.  I have started to go to the gym with my friend Misty and have lost 15 lbs in the last month.  Yea I am so excited.  I love going to the gym but I hate going by myself.  Well that will catch you up on my life for the last few months.  Now we are just waiting to hear when Jerry is going to get to come home now.  Jerry did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reenlisted &lt;/span&gt; for another 3 years and will be going to Drill school in June and then we will move to Oklahoma.  So this next year is really going to be busy for us. But it will be a fun year I know because I will get to have my husband home for a while and will not have to be away from him for a year at a time.  Well I will go for now I hope everyone is doing great.  Have a blessed day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-168495861875177793?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/168495861875177793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=168495861875177793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/168495861875177793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/168495861875177793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-last-update.html' title='At last an Update'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-943978408743684088</id><published>2009-06-03T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:40:45.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it has been a while.</title><content type='html'>So it has been about a month since I have blogged at lot has been going on.  But I promise to add some blog updates in the next few days.  I just wanted to let everyone know that I am still alive and I do have a lot of things to say but not now.  I have two little girls bugging me to go play.  like I said I will type more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-943978408743684088?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/943978408743684088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=943978408743684088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/943978408743684088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/943978408743684088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-it-has-been-while.html' title='So it has been a while.'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7105633065751323485</id><published>2009-04-03T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:45:34.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 years</title><content type='html'>Well today Jerry has been in the  Military for 12 years.  Wow, I really can't believe that it has been that long. Jerry I am so proud of you and what you do.  You are my hero and always will be to both Bella and I.  I can't wait to see where the next few years is going to take us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7105633065751323485?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7105633065751323485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7105633065751323485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7105633065751323485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7105633065751323485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-years.html' title='12 years'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4910858164865593995</id><published>2009-04-03T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:36:59.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new mission</title><content type='html'>I have a new mission in life this is to lose weight and to get into shape. I really want to be in a size 14 before Jerry comes home.  So I have started walking almost everyday.  That is when I can.  i am keeping track of how much I walk a day and in the month of March I walked. 25.7 miles this was starting on the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of March.  I am so proud of myself that is a great accomplishment for me.  So as you can see I am on my way.  Please pray that I will keep this up and that I will reach my goal.  I hope that every one is doing good.  Bella is just growing and learning new things everyday.  It just amazes me how fast they grow up.  Where did my baby girl go.  have a great day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4910858164865593995?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4910858164865593995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4910858164865593995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4910858164865593995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4910858164865593995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-mission.html' title='My new mission'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7069625420926264469</id><published>2009-03-26T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:30:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scare for a few min</title><content type='html'>Well today I think that Bella gave me one of the biggest scares that I have had so far with her.  I was trying to pay for my college classes and I thought that she was watching T.V. but when I turned around to check on her she was gone. So I started to yell for her and she was not in the house so I went out front and she was not there, Then I went out side and found her out back at the park that is about 100 feet from out back yard.  I was really going crazy there for a min I thought that I would never find her and that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MP's&lt;/span&gt; would have to come.  But I was just so glad to see her that I just picked her up and hugged her then I got on to her about leaving the house.  I guess I will have to start locking the doors so that she can not get out.  I tell you what that little girl is growing and learning new things everyday.  I just can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how big she is getting.  Anyway that was my excitement for the day and I am so glad that I found her and that nothing happened to her.  Praise God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7069625420926264469?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7069625420926264469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7069625420926264469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7069625420926264469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7069625420926264469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/03/scare-for-few-min.html' title='A Scare for a few min'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7083658905647830639</id><published>2009-03-09T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:21:27.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick update</title><content type='html'>Okay so it has been a while since I have blogged but I am going to try to do better.  So Jerry has left again, this has  been a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; time for both Bella and I.  Bella is a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;daddy's&lt;/span&gt; girl so this has been a really big transition for her.  But she is doing pretty good just taking it one day at a time.  I am working very hard to keep her busy.  This is a test for me because she is such a busy little girl.  We also went to Bushland to help my mom out with her new shop. (My Sister's Closet) it is a consignment store with large size cloths and others.  It is great to have it open I just wish that she would get some more customers she went a whole week and only had one sale.  Anyway also while we were there we had to put down our dog Winnie.  This was really hard for me but we are making it.  I will do a special blog just for her soon.  I am just hanging in here so we will have to see what happens.  More blogs to come so keep watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7083658905647830639?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7083658905647830639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7083658905647830639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7083658905647830639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7083658905647830639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-update.html' title='A quick update'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8919488088277755287</id><published>2009-02-06T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:29:53.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Up Date</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has been a while since I have blogged.  Things have been really crazy around my house.  As most of you know Jerry has gone to serve our country once again.  This has been a very difficult time for all of us.  Let me tell you it was just heart breaking to watch my husband say good bye to our Bella.  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; she is to little to understand that he will be gone for an extended amount of time.  We have done really good during the day but at night it is really hard for both of us.  So please everyone keep us in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prayers&lt;/span&gt; and pray for protection for all of our troops that are serving our country.  Thanks everyone for the support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8919488088277755287?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8919488088277755287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8919488088277755287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8919488088277755287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8919488088277755287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-up-date.html' title='Quick Up Date'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3261645787273506749</id><published>2009-01-15T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:39:03.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Deployment</title><content type='html'>As we get ready for Jerry's up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; deployment I have lots of thought and fears.  For one it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up way to fast and I am just not ready this time.  I guess I am never really ready but this one has kind of snuck up on me.  I guess because I really thought that he would not have to go this time in the back of my mind I thought that something would happen and he would not have to go but in the end he is going.  So here I sit wondering what to do.  Do I move back home with my family and friends or do I stay here with my military wife friends..  On one had moving back home would be great I loved being home last time but it is a totally different world there than it is here.  For example back home with my family I have the support and help with Bella.  While here I have some support with Bella but I also have the support of other wives that are going threw the same thing with there husbands being gone so if I break down they know just how to respond to me and they know how I feel and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;verse&lt;/span&gt;.  Were at home my family kind of understand but it is just not the same understanding.  Military life and civilian life are a lot different and it is hard to explain sometimes but in times like these you just want to be with people that are going threw the same thing plus I can get more information here about my husband than I could ever get at home with my family.  Don't get me wrong I love being home with my family but it is just hard sometimes.  So what am I to do.  I guess in the end I just need to let God be in control and that is hard for me because I want to be in control and I really don't know why because God can make things so much easier if I would just let him.  So please pray for me to let God be in control and that I will make the right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; threw him.  Also please pray for all of our soldiers and there families that have to deal with them being gone everyday.  It is a huge sacrifice for all.  I am very proud of my husband and what he does.  He and all the other soldiers make it possible for me to live a safe and free life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3261645787273506749?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3261645787273506749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3261645787273506749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3261645787273506749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3261645787273506749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts-on-deployment.html' title='Thoughts on Deployment'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3286336451990890221</id><published>2009-01-12T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:18:43.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Long Night</title><content type='html'>Last night I think had to be one of the longest nights that I have had in a while, and that is saying something because I always have a hard time sleeping.  So on with my story.  Jerry and I did not get to bed until about 11:00 because there was a fight across the fence from our house and we had to sit out side in the cold and wait until the police showed up and watch all the action of course.  What can you say being an MP and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MP's&lt;/span&gt; wife you get a little nosey when things like that happen.  I know we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; but anyway. So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got to bed and asleep and about 2:00 Bella woke up and got out of her room and came to visit Jerry and I.  So Jerry pulled her into bed and then in a few min I took her back to bed.  Well that lasted about 20 min and she was back again.  I think that she had a bad dream because she just would not go back to sleep for anything.  So I spent most of the night in her room rubbing her back.  I did this until 5:00 when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; went back to sleep. But while I was in there with her I realized how much I love her and how glad I was that I was the one that could sooth her and that just made me love her even more.  It is funny when I think that I can't love her anymore something happens and I realized that there is so much more love to give to her and Jerry.  I love my family and it is the best thing when we are all together.  I just wish that it could be like that always but with Jerry's job it just can't.  So I am sure that I am going to spend lots more nights with Bella in her room and I am going to love every min of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3286336451990890221?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3286336451990890221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3286336451990890221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3286336451990890221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3286336451990890221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-long-night.html' title='A Very Long Night'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5224373724505813180</id><published>2009-01-01T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:41:07.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy New Year.  I hope that it is turning out great so far.  Sorry that I have not blogged in a while but I have been sick the the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; bug and traveling.  I think that everyone in my family got it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; twice and me 3 times no fun what so ever but I made it through.  I have some fun news to share but I don't have pictures yet but they will come I promise.  Jerry surprised me last night on New Years Eve and we had our vows renewed.  It was so great because I was not expecting it what so ever and I got to share it with some of my family and friends.  Plus Randall was the one that did it and that is what I have wanted.  Jerry and I were going to renew our vows with the rest of his unit in Fort Hood around the middle of January but this was way more special than that.   Thank you all that kept me busy so that they could get everything ready even though I did have to freeze a little.  So after 11 years of marriage I feel like a newly wed again.  Well I promise to post some pictures as soon as I get them.  Everyone have a blessed New Year and I hope that there are lots of great things to happen in 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5224373724505813180?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5224373724505813180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5224373724505813180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5224373724505813180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5224373724505813180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9203770650859327327</id><published>2008-12-21T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:40:57.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling</title><content type='html'>It is funny for almost every Holiday we have to travel to visit family.  I don't mind traveling it is like a small vacation for us.  This time of year it always amazes me how many people are on the road and things.  So if any of you are traveling for the Holidays have a safe trip and I hope that you have a wonderful time with friends and family while you are there.  Merry Christmas to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-9203770650859327327?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9203770650859327327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9203770650859327327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9203770650859327327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9203770650859327327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/traveling.html' title='Traveling'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9180652814442101220</id><published>2008-12-09T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:48:06.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinning Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KA0We9YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ysODk4g4VQA/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KA0We9YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ysODk4g4VQA/s320/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                  Jerry and I before the Ball all dressed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KBLfV1eI/AAAAAAAAANE/1X_iKTEhOvw/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KBLfV1eI/AAAAAAAAANE/1X_iKTEhOvw/s320/DSC02058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                             Wine glass that was given  out at the Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KBe7sQrI/AAAAAAAAANM/detQmhFsJ3s/s1600-h/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KBe7sQrI/AAAAAAAAANM/detQmhFsJ3s/s320/DSC02059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                   Yellow Rose, wine glasses, and program from Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry and I had a blast at the Ball or a Dinning Out.  In the military they like to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; social events for soldiers and there wives to have fun at, sometimes they are called Dinning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Out's&lt;/span&gt; or Balls.  Well Jerry and I went to the 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BSTB&lt;/span&gt; dinning out tonight and we had a good time.  It is always fun to get dresses up and go out.  Even though we only found out about this on Sunday and I had to panic a little because I did not know if I had a dress to wear it all turned out good.  I had an older dress of mine that I had worn before that fit again yea.  So everything turned out great even though I did have to wear my boots with the dress because I still have a twisted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt; and I could not wear hills.  Only me would wear cowboy boots to a Ball.  No one could see them because I wore a long dress so it was all good.  At the Ball all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spouses&lt;/span&gt; were given yellow roses because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;symbolizes&lt;/span&gt; that you have a loved one that is away on deployment.  Because Jerry's unit is getting ready to go we all got theses, sometimes we get yellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ribbons&lt;/span&gt; but this time we got roses.  This got me to thinking that when Jerry is gone I am going to keep yellow roses out to remind me of him.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; would keep a sign out that said I support my soldier but now days that draws attention and sometimes not good attention but with the roses I will not draw that much attention.  So now I face another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;delima&lt;/span&gt;, Jerry will be leaving soon and we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tring&lt;/span&gt; to figure out if I will move back to the area with my parents and family or if I am going to stay were I am.  Jerry and I are spending lots of time talking about this and we are just hoping that we make the right decision so please keep us in your prayers as we try to figure out what we are going to do.  Well enough of my rambling I will go for now.&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/4347540289476001564-9180652814442101220?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9180652814442101220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9180652814442101220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9180652814442101220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9180652814442101220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinning-out.html' title='Dinning Out'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST9KA0We9YI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ysODk4g4VQA/s72-c/DSC02056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9065801818906750489</id><published>2008-12-09T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:26:12.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST6OE0kg7XI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0iRsW2q6d2U/s1600-h/DSC_3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST6OE0kg7XI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0iRsW2q6d2U/s320/DSC_3285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture that Angel took of Bella on her 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I think that it is so cute by of course I just think everything about my beautiful daughter is cute.  Anyway it is typical Bella I fix her hair and it never stays. But, that is okay she is just Bella.  Well we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; have success with Bella sleeping in her toddler bed.  For the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;longest&lt;/span&gt; time she just would not sleep in it she fell out of it and would not go back in it.  Anyway while we were on vacation to go see Jerry she slept in a big bed all by herself so when we got home Jerry and I took down the pack-n-play and she slept in her toddler bed with out any fight.  I thought that it was just a fluke because she was so tired when we got home but for the past few nights she has been sleeping in her toddler bed.  Yea I am just so excited.  So now onto the next task.  We still have not done the whole potty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;training &lt;/span&gt; stuff.  We have talked about it and have worked on it but I just don't think that she is ready yet but i hope that she will be soon.  Everything that I read says not to push them so I guess I will just wait until she is ready and then I am sure that it will be fine.  Anyway I guess I better go for now.  I just had to post a new picture of Bella.  Plus I have a Military Ball to get ready for.  Will post pictures later.  I hope that everyone has a great week.&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/4347540289476001564-9065801818906750489?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9065801818906750489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9065801818906750489&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9065801818906750489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9065801818906750489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-have-success.html' title='We have success'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/ST6OE0kg7XI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0iRsW2q6d2U/s72-c/DSC_3285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4182332409630678263</id><published>2008-12-07T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:31:40.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx4TBdSQnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AvkVV2CGBbo/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277225131575493234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx4TBdSQnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AvkVV2CGBbo/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Jerry and Bella sliding on the slide.  This slide goes in the water with the otters so that you could see them.  They were off display at the time but Bella sure did have fun sliding with her daddy, she wanted to go again and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3mxAA04I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fH8m671O2rU/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3mxAA04I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fH8m671O2rU/s320/DSC02013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Bella in the stroller getting ready to go to the zoo. We did not take a stroller because we flew to see Jerry so we had to rent one at the zoo.  Bella had fun ridding in it because she was able to see most everything.&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/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nG7eHjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/deZu0ZYe-wo/s1600-h/DSC02021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nG7eHjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/deZu0ZYe-wo/s320/DSC02021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Bella pushing stroller she did not want to sit in it any more. She thinks that she is such a big girl and can push things herself. What can you say she is 2 now and I think she is going on 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nSfEK2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/WOV3K9fWAew/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nSfEK2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/WOV3K9fWAew/s320/DSC02031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Jerry and Bella petting the goats at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; part of the zoo. She had a blast petting the animals. It was really cute she would wait until one came close and then she would just pet away. I think Jerry had fun also, the goats tried to take things out of his pockets. I guess they just like him for some reason but Jerry has always had a way with animals. They never seem to be afraid of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nufrW3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ooNn49p13uM/s1600-h/DSC02034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx3nufrW3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ooNn49p13uM/s320/DSC02034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a blast at the zoo even thought it was a little cold. It was just fun to be a family and have a good time. The St. Louis Zoo is a great zoo. We will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; go back if we are ever in the area again.&lt;br /&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/4347540289476001564-4182332409630678263?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4182332409630678263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4182332409630678263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4182332409630678263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4182332409630678263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/picture-update.html' title='Picture update'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/STx4TBdSQnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AvkVV2CGBbo/s72-c/DSC02035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8345644412977156617</id><published>2008-12-04T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:49:17.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Well Jerry graduated from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BNOC&lt;/span&gt; (Basic Non-commissioned Officers Course). I am so proud of him.  Yea I am so glad after almost 2 months of not seeing him it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; good to have him well almost home we are on the road there.  Tonight we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stopped&lt;/span&gt; in OK so that we can go see his grandparents tomorrow he has not seen them in over a year and we don't know when he is going to get to see them again because guess what he is going to be leaving soon again for Iraq.  Can you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it again.  Well I can't tell you when he is leaving but it is going to be soon.  Military life you got to love it. When you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; get your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spouse&lt;/span&gt; back he leaves again.  Anyway enough about that he did a great job and the graduation was great I guess I only got to see about half of it because my precious little girl decided that I did not need to see him graduate and that she was going to chose that time to be loud and be bad so we had to leave in the middle of graduation and go out side so i got to see the rest of the graduation threw a little whole in the door with no sound fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes my life is just so much fun with a 2 year old.  I really wish that she would get out of this stage because she is about to drive me crazy.  Oh well I love her anyway and I have to remember that she is only 2 and she does not know any better yet.  We are trying to teach her that but it is going slowly.  We will be going home soon and will spend as much time together as a family as possible until he leaves again.  Please keep us in your prayers this is always a really hard time for the both of us and it is going to be very hard having a little one in the picture now.  Everyone have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8345644412977156617?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8345644412977156617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8345644412977156617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8345644412977156617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8345644412977156617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6543513098907859652</id><published>2008-12-03T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:52:38.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting with old friends and ranting</title><content type='html'>Today has been a really good day for me.  I was so excited this morning when my friend Leigh Anne called and said that she was here in MO.  She is one of my best friends that I met when we were stationed in Georgia.  We have kept in touch over the years but have not gotten to see each other much so I was super excited to know that she was here.  It was nice to catch up with her and see here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kiddo's all four of them&lt;/span&gt;. Wow it is so amazing to me how kids can grow in such a short amount of time.  Well I say short I guess I have not seen them in about 4 years.  Her 4 kids and my one had a blast today just playing and being silly.  I love to watch kids play and interact with each other some times things get out of hand but that is okay as long as they are having fun an not hurting each other.  Thanks Leigh Anne for such a good day.  Plus, it gave me something else to do besides sit her in my hotel room with my foot up and try to keep Bella from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;destroying&lt;/span&gt; everything in the room including me.  You never know how much energy a 2 year old has until you are cooped up with them in a hotel room and you can not move around very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As for Jerry he is graduating tomorrow and then we will head back home.  I can not tell you how nice it is to have my family back.  I guess that sometimes I just don't realize how much being together means to me.  I know that is a funny thing to say but I just get so use to being apart that I forget what it is like to be together even if it is for just a few hours a day.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; kid that Jerry and I have such a good marriage because we are never together long enough to get on each others nerves.  I guess that is true but if you think about it, it is kind of sad, and for all of you out there that don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it absence does make the heart grow fonder. There are times when I would do about anything to just have a normal life with my husband having a normal 9 to 5 job and being home every night but I guess you can't have everything.  Anyway things are going well here and we are having lots of fun.  Blessing to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6543513098907859652?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6543513098907859652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6543513098907859652&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6543513098907859652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6543513098907859652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/visiting-with-old-friends-and-ranting.html' title='Visiting with old friends and ranting'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6924369338549578359</id><published>2008-12-03T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:35:59.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the ER</title><content type='html'>Yes that is what I said a trip to the ER. For who you ask well me of course. Yesterday about noon I was walking with Bella to get something to eat because Jerry could not come and eat lunch with us because of school. Anyway I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stepped&lt;/span&gt; up on a curb and my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;did not want to come along it wanted to stay on the ground. So need less to say I have messed up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; once again. So when Jerry got off work he took me to the ER so that we could make sure that it was not broken. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; it is not broken but the doctor thinks that I may have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; some tendons and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ligaments&lt;/span&gt; back out. This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I had surgery on a few years ago. So now I am on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;crutches&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is in a splint. Leave it to me to get hurt when we are on vacation. But of course I am always doing something crazy. Have a great rest of the week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6924369338549578359?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6924369338549578359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6924369338549578359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6924369338549578359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6924369338549578359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-to-er.html' title='Trip to the ER'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8584454456636980303</id><published>2008-11-29T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:57:52.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to MO</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has been a while since I have blogged.  Things have been really crazy around my house.  Well Bella and I left on Nov 26th so that we could go and see Jerry for Thanksgiving in MO.  We are going to stay until he graduates and we will be driving home with him.  For Thanksgiving we were invited to go over to one of his class mates house and have a big Thanksgiving over there so that is what we did.  We had a blast it is kind of funny because Bella was the only kid there but she had fun with all of the adults.  Well then Yesterday we went to St Louis for the day and went to the zoo.  We spent 4 hours at the zoo just looking around and having fun.  It was kind of cold but we had fun.  Then we went and looked at the arch and the Busch Stadium.  I got lots of fun pictures but I will have to post them later.  It is just so nice to see my husband and be a family again.  Today we have spent the day today just wondering around Fort Lenoardwood.  Well I hope that everyone had a great Thanksgiving.  Take care all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8584454456636980303?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8584454456636980303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8584454456636980303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8584454456636980303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8584454456636980303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-mo.html' title='Trip to MO'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8073294879176378935</id><published>2008-11-13T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:45:46.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tagged&lt;/span&gt; by Keri. I know Keri because she has been my sister-in-law for about 9 years now. She is a great mother and a wonderful friend to me.&lt;br /&gt;Link the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog~Check&lt;br /&gt;*Share 7 random/weird facts about yourself~Check&lt;br /&gt;*Tag 7 other people and link to them at the end of your blog~Check&lt;br /&gt;*Let each person know they've been tagged by leaving a comment~Check&lt;br /&gt;7 Random things about me&lt;br /&gt;1.) Once while on vacation with the miner family I went out on the boat to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tubing&lt;/span&gt; and forgot that my keys were in my pocket. Well those keys are now at the bottom of the lake with all the little fishes. This would have been fine but I did not have a spare with me so one of the Miner clan had to meet up with my parents and get my spare set so that I could get into my car that had all of Bella's and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2.) My daughter has now broken my nose 10 times. You would not think that a 2 year old could do that but mine sure can. The funny part about all of this is she does not do it on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;purpose&lt;/span&gt; it just kind of happens. Got to love your wild and crazy kids.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have lived in 11 different houses in 11 years since My husband has joined the Military. ( Just wonder how many more we are going to live in before we get out of the military)&lt;br /&gt;4) I just recently got a Butterfly tattoo on my shoulder. (I love it my mother hates it) But sometimes I just forget that it is there until I catch a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; of it in the mirror and then I am in such shock that I actually did it.&lt;br /&gt;5) I have over 400 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt; this is not counting the seasons that we are now into. (As Keri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;calls&lt;/span&gt; me I am the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Blockbuster&lt;/span&gt;) I have them all in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alphabetical&lt;/span&gt; order and they are numbered so I know where they all belong and I know if any of them are missing (I am a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;) in the aspect.&lt;br /&gt;6) When I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; born I was named Stephanie Renae &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Melban&lt;/span&gt; for about 2 hours and then my parents decided to change it to Kassie Renae &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Melban&lt;/span&gt;. (No wonder I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; all of the time.)&lt;br /&gt;7) I have a special gift in being able to tell my close friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;relatives&lt;/span&gt; that they are pregnant before they even know. I have only been wrong a couple of time but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; I am right on the money about the baby's sex also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag Kim,Carrie, Kari, Leigh Anne,Misty, Ami, Amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8073294879176378935?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://patientlywaitingforheaven.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8073294879176378935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8073294879176378935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8073294879176378935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8073294879176378935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4423014683959428006</id><published>2008-11-08T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:58:22.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>I should have posted this yesterday but it just was not a good computer day for me. Anyway I wanted to say Happy Anniversary to my parents, Charlie and Beverlee (36 yrs), and today Happy Anniversary to my grandparents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nese&lt;/span&gt; and Papa Sam (56 yrs). I wanted to thank you both for showing me what a marriage should be. I just hope that Jerry and I can make marriage look as easy as you have done. I am so lucky to have such great examples. You all mean so much to me. I hope that you have a great Anniversary and many many more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4423014683959428006?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4423014683959428006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4423014683959428006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4423014683959428006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4423014683959428006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4732208778165982162</id><published>2008-11-01T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:24:20.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with Bella</title><content type='html'>Today has been a very fun day for me for the most part.  Bella is growing up so fast and I am trying to get every minute in that I can.  Today Bella was so funny we usually play in the living room but today was different.  Bella took my hand and pulled me to her room.  She pointed to the floor where I was to sit and she began playing with her toys and wanted me to play with her.  So for about 2 hours I sat in Bella's room and we played and played.  I think this was one of the best days that I have had in a long time.  It was fun for me to watch her just play that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt; way that kids play. She gets so excited about things and that just tickles me.  I am really glad that I got to do that with Bella it make me really stop and enjoy her.  Lately I have just taken her for granted and today I really enjoyed her.  So everyone out there please enjoy your kids they grow up to fast and you can never get that time back with them.  As an older mom I am learning how to really appreciate what God has given me.  It took us a long time to have Bella and I know that God picked just the right time for us to have her so that we could really enjoy her.  Everyone have a great rest of the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4732208778165982162?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4732208778165982162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4732208778165982162&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4732208778165982162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4732208778165982162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/11/playing-with-bella.html' title='Playing with Bella'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5919098448171817698</id><published>2008-10-26T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:55:41.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Bella</title><content type='html'>WOW can you believe it Bella is 2.  It is funny because everyone still calls her baby Bella and she is getting to be such a big girl but I guess she will always be baby Bella to everyone.  She had a great Birthday party yesterday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; lots of goodies.  It is funny how fast time goes by because it just seems like it was yesterday that Jerry and I were taking her home from the hospital and wondering what we were going to do because we had no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;instructions&lt;/span&gt; to go with her.  But I guess we have done good she is just growing and learning new things everyday.  I am sorry that I still don't have any new pictures of her up yet but I left my cord to down load pictures at home and I will have to do that when I get home.  I promise there will be lots of pictures to see.  Everyone have a great day and a great week to come.  Happy Birthday my little princess poo. Mommy and Daddy love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5919098448171817698?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5919098448171817698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5919098448171817698&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5919098448171817698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5919098448171817698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-2nd-birthday-bella.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Bella'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4433468149861152818</id><published>2008-10-25T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:25:28.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had Bella's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday party out at my mom and dad's house.  This was so much fun. It was a lot of hard work but it was fun.  It was nice to see Bella be able to play with all of her cousins and friends.  My parents bought a inflatable jumper for all the kids to play on and they just had so much fun running and jumping and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sliding&lt;/span&gt;.  Thanks to everyone who was able to come.  In was so nice to get to visit with family and friends.  It is kind of hard for me to believe that my baby is going to be 2 tomorrow.  Wow how time flies.  The only thing that was missing was that Jerry was not able to be here to celebrate with us but we will have our own little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt; when he comes home from school.  I know that I don't have any pictures posted but as soon as I can get home and get them down loaded onto my computer I will post pics from the party.  Everyone have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4433468149861152818?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4433468149861152818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4433468149861152818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4433468149861152818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4433468149861152818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3479005607296820789</id><published>2008-10-22T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:37:32.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>Doesn't it always work this way when you need sleep you can't and when you don't need sleep you can sleep as much as you want. Well that is what is going on with me.  Here it is 4:30 in the morning and I just can't sleep.  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to get as much sleep as possible but it is just not happening.  But I guess that is okay I am getting caught up on all of my e-mail and I am getting to blog a little bit.  It is kind of funny God is making me look at things in a different way everyday.  I am really trying not to complain and I am looking for the good in things.  For example,  I have pneumonia but at least I am at my parents house and they can help take care of me and Bella that is a great thing in my book.  What is better than having your mom take care of you when you are sick.  Oh and by the way I am not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;contagious&lt;/span&gt; so that is a really good thing since I am going to have Bella's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.  I just can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is going to be 2.  Wow it just seems like yesterday she was a new born and I was moving to Bushland with her.  How time flies when you are having fun.  Jerry is doing good and is still in school even though he still has not gotten his orders. He is just hanging in there and doing a good job.  I am so proud of him.  Bella is doing good just being Bella.  She makes me laugh each and everyday and I love that.  Everyone have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3479005607296820789?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3479005607296820789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3479005607296820789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3479005607296820789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3479005607296820789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8780145405328876931</id><published>2008-10-16T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:13:58.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mom,  I hope that you have a great day.  I am sorry that we can not be there to celebrate with you but you are in our minds.   Have a great Birthday and I hope that all of your Birthday wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8780145405328876931?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8780145405328876931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8780145405328876931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8780145405328876931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8780145405328876931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6228827282317732995</id><published>2008-10-14T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:57:49.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maylee, Jerry and Housing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SPUx-lSqz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zIwYCrULviA/s1600-h/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SPUx-lSqz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zIwYCrULviA/s320/DSC01808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Well once again the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hematoma&lt;/span&gt; came back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maylee's&lt;/span&gt; ear so she had surgery again today.  This time the doctor had to do a more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advanced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;procedure&lt;/span&gt; and almost cut her ear in half and then sew it back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;.  The poor dog is so good she just let him do what he needed to do.  But when she woke up from the surgery she stated to shack her head and her ear so he had to tape it down to the top of her head.  She looks kind of funny but she is just acting like nothing is wrong with her.  I have such a good dog and I don't know what I would do without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to Jerry  today is his birthday and he still does not know weather he is going to get to finish his school or not.  I just love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;military&lt;/span&gt; it is always hurry up and wait.  But if they don't decide anything in the next day he is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; home and we are out a lot of money out of pocket which I am so mad at because it is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;military's &lt;/span&gt; fault in the first place that we are in this situation.  So please pray that he will get to stay and finish out his school as planed. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SPUx_LSW86I/AAAAAAAAAKI/RVnQdrdJmmM/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SPUx_LSW86I/AAAAAAAAAKI/RVnQdrdJmmM/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Last of all housing.  Well I have asked housing to move us because we are in the middle of houses being demolished and I just don't think that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; for Bella or I to be in that situation.  So I went up to housing and talked to them and they said that they would not move us but that on the days that they are going to demolish the houses they are going to put us in guest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;quarters&lt;/span&gt; so that we do not have to be around it.  I am pretty happy with this because for one I really did not want to move again and two at least we will not have to be around when they demolish the houses and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; for our health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I guess that is all that I know for now.  It is kind of funny when you are in the military you have to be ready for every situation that my arise and let me tell you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; Jerry is gone something happens but I have always been very proud of myself for being able to handle things when they come up.  I have done pretty good this time even thought I have been sick with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/span&gt; and a cold for the last week I have been able to trudge threw all of this.  Well everyone have a great week.  I am finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-6228827282317732995?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6228827282317732995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6228827282317732995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6228827282317732995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6228827282317732995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/maylee-jerry-and-housing.html' title='Maylee, Jerry and Housing'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SPUx-lSqz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zIwYCrULviA/s72-c/DSC01808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3744439475919235918</id><published>2008-10-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:06:21.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Darlene and Jerry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLENE AND JERRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to wish Darlene and Jerry happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;     Darlene, I hope that you have a great day. You mean so much to Bella and I.  Have a great day and have lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;     Jerry, You are the love of my life and I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday.  I am sorry that we can not spend it together but we will celebrate when you get home.  I love you so very much.  Have a great day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3744439475919235918?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3744439475919235918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3744439475919235918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3744439475919235918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3744439475919235918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-darlene-and-jerry.html' title='Happy Birthday Darlene and Jerry'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3009072104370471320</id><published>2008-10-09T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:43:38.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far So Good</title><content type='html'>Well today is turning out to be a better day than yesterday.  Bella woke up feeling pretty good.  We only woke up 1 time last night.  So then I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt; back to the vet to get her ear checked out and he said that everything looks great and that she is healing up nicely.  I have to admit that I really like this vet.  He talked to me like a person and he is very good with my animals.  He is always telling me just how good and sweet my dog is.  I am so proud of her.  You know my dogs are like my kids also.  Then we got a phone call from Jerry he is still in school they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tyring&lt;/span&gt; to rework his orders but if they don't get them done by the end of today he will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; home.  Any way that is pretty good news that he might get to stay.  He really want to go threw this school.  So I am having a pretty good day that is so much better than yesterday.  Thank you for all that prayed for me.  Just please keep praying that Jerry will get to stay in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3009072104370471320?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3009072104370471320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3009072104370471320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3009072104370471320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3009072104370471320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-far-so-good.html' title='So Far So Good'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1587870274517256800</id><published>2008-10-08T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:36:36.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days</title><content type='html'>Do you have days that nothing seems to go your way?  Well that is what I am dealing with today. It started out okay.  Bella had a bad night but she woke up in a good mood so we went for our daily walk.  Well when we came home I noticed that they were putting fences around the 3 empty houses on my side of the block.  Well what can I say they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; going to tear them down.  I thought it was just a rumor.  So I got Bella and went up to the housing office to see if they were going to move us before they started to tear down the houses because I just don't want to have to deal with all of the noise plus have Bella deal with all of the future medical problems that it can cause.  The houses that they are going to be tearing down were built back in the 50's or 60's so they have all the bad things in them.  Anyway I was told at housing that they would probably not move us unless I had a medical statement from my doctor or Bella's doctor stating that this could cause problems.  Hello dust, mold, mildew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asbestos&lt;/span&gt;.  What can I say.  So after dealing with all of that and filling out paper work about my concerns we come home.  Jerry who is in MO and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to start classes tomorrow found out that they canceled him from all of the classes due to stop loss stop movement.  Isn't that great.  Let him drive all the way down there and spend money and then tell him that he is not going to go to school.  Any way he is going to stay and find out what to do about all of this tomorrow.  So yet again another day of waiting but it is true to Military fashion.  Hurry up and wait.  Don't you just love that.  There are sometimes that I love being an army wife and then there are other days that I am just so frustrated at the Army.  But what can I do I am in the Army as much as my husband until his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enlistment&lt;/span&gt; is up.  But this also brings up another issue.  We have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; to get Jerry into another unit.  Well that is no longer an option with the stop loss stop movement isn't that just lovely.  Sorry that I am just ranting on and on but I really don't have anyone to complain to but you out there in blogger world.  I promise that this is all of my ranting and I will close for now. But just one more thing.  Please pray that I will not be so upset with thing and that I can handle all of this the way that I should.  Thanks everyone in advance. Have a great rest of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1587870274517256800?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1587870274517256800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1587870274517256800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1587870274517256800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1587870274517256800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8120611484717951440</id><published>2008-10-05T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T06:37:55.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kayzlee &amp; Kenna</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt;, I hope that you have a great birthday. I know that you are only 2 but I hope that it is great.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; how does it feel to have a 2 year old.  I will have one soon also.  Wow it seems like yesterday that we were waiting for them to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenna I hope that you have a great day.  Thanks for being such a good friend to me.  I know that you will have a great year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8120611484717951440?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8120611484717951440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8120611484717951440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8120611484717951440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8120611484717951440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kayzlee-kenna.html' title='Happy Birthday Kayzlee &amp; Kenna'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1993018962295225253</id><published>2008-10-03T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:12:27.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Swimming</title><content type='html'>On Fridays Jerry and I volunteer with the swimming program for special needs kids.  This is always so much fun for us.  Tonight Jerry and I were the only volunteers and we had 3 kids and then Bella.  This was a very relaxing Friday night.  We had lots of fun and got to spend some one on one time with Bella.  She is doing very well.  She loves the water and is really starting to kick her feet really good.  Before I know it she is going to a little fish and just going everywhere.  I guess the next time that we swim I am going to have to take the camera so that I can take some pictures and post them.  Anyway it just amazes me how much she changes each time we go swimming.  At first she would not let go of me she had her arms and legs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wrapped&lt;/span&gt; around me tight and would not let go.  But now she is trying to push off and swim on her own and to tell you the truth I am not ready for her to do that yet but I guess it is going to happen weather I want it to or not.  I am just glad that she is going to like to swim because I love to swim and this is a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for our little family to bond.  I hope that everyone has a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1993018962295225253?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1993018962295225253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1993018962295225253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1993018962295225253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1993018962295225253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-swimming.html' title='Friday Swimming'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9194410993421455565</id><published>2008-10-01T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:33:05.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SOOKIBKvKNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aAnWN_Ih04k/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SOOKIBKvKNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aAnWN_Ih04k/s320/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My parents have had my dogs for the last few weeks.  So I went to Bushland this last weekend to get them and to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrap pink&lt;/span&gt;. Well on the way home with the dogs and Bella I noticed that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maylee's&lt;/span&gt; ear was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;swollen&lt;/span&gt;.  So I thought that it was just an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abscess&lt;/span&gt;.  Well when I took her to the vet yesterday to get it looked at we found out that she had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hematoma&lt;/span&gt; in her ear.  So off she went to surgery to get it taken care of.  They had to put a hole in her ear and then put a drainage plug in so that I can drain it for the next few days until all the blood is gone out of her ear.  She was such a good dog.  The vet said that she was just calm and did not have any problems.  This is the first major thing that we have gone threw with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt;.  She has always been so heath besides just being over weight.  Well with in the last two years she has gone from a 125 lbs dog to a 109 lbs dog.  She is just so big but she is so sweet.  So here is a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maylee's&lt;/span&gt; ear with the plug in it.  I have to pull the red plug out and let it drain out then put it back in.  She is such a good dog she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lays&lt;/span&gt; there and lets me do it.  As you can see in the picture she is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;drugged&lt;/span&gt; still but she is doing good. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SOOKIAgruUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q-ap7wySaO0/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SOOKIAgruUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q-ap7wySaO0/s320/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I hope that everyone is having a great week.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-9194410993421455565?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194410993421455565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9194410993421455565&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9194410993421455565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9194410993421455565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/10/maylee.html' title='Maylee'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SOOKIBKvKNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/aAnWN_Ih04k/s72-c/DSC01806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8443543977547286762</id><published>2008-09-23T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:53:11.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Do you every just wonder if you life is ever going to slow down?  I have had that feeling a lot lately.  With Jerry being out in the field and taking care of my in-laws and Bella I have just been so busy.  Now I am in the catch up stage.  For example I come home from my trip and my house is a complete mess, and I did not get to work very much on my classes so now I am trying to catch up with all of that and life is just crazy.  It is kind of funny when your life is crazy so is everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;.  My friend Misty had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt; on a 4-wheeler and had to have surgery on her leg and on top of that she was trying to get her husband to be able to stay with her and help her with her kids because she is in Arkansas and he is a soldier here in my husbands unit. So I was trying to check up on her and make sure that everything is going good and do my best to give her info on how to get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;extension&lt;/span&gt; for her husband and nothing really worked they did extend him for one extra day.  Some times the military is just plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;.  Then my friend Leigh Anne from Georgia found out that her husband in Iraq may have a blood clot so she is trying to deal with that and her 4 kids.  Please pray for them they need all the help that they can get right now.  We still don't know if Ryan has a blood clot so it is kind of scary for there family.  Any way we are trying to get Jerry ready to go to school again so that is stressful and I think that Bella is feeling the stress because she is just so moody lately.  But that little girl is so smart.  She has learned how to get her shoes out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;drawer&lt;/span&gt; that I put them in and then she puts them on the correct feet.  At first I just thought that it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fluck&lt;/span&gt; that she did that now she does it all of the time.  She is just growing up so fast and I miss the baby times with her.  Jerry and I are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to have another baby but so far nothing is working.  I guess that if God wants me to have another one he will pick the right time for me to have one just like he did with Bella.  As far as life in general it is going pretty good we are just hanging in there and doing our best to stay ahead of the game.  I hope that everyone is having a good week and will continue to have a great one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8443543977547286762?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8443543977547286762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8443543977547286762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8443543977547286762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8443543977547286762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5433074638398904773</id><published>2008-09-17T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:29:52.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has been so long since I have blogged but I have been really busy. I went to Dallas for a week to take care of my husbands parents. My father-in-law Richard had eye surgery so I went to help. So I did not really get a chance to get on and blog for the last week or so. But now I am home and things are going pretty good. Jerry is kind of out of the field for a little while but will be leaving again in a few weeks to go to MO for training for a month and a half. Sometimes I feel like he is always going some where. I would really just like to have him home for a little while and not have have to worry about him leaving and going somewhere else. Don't get me wrong I love being an Army Wife but sometimes I just get sick of all of the training. Bella is doing great she is just growing and learning new things everyday. I will post some more pictures of her in a few days when I have more time to work on them. She really did have fun visiting with her Poppy and Nana. She is the joy of my life and just makes me laugh all of the time. Well enough of this I am sure that I have said enough for now. I will blog more now that I am home and have some more time to myself. Every have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5433074638398904773?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5433074638398904773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5433074638398904773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5433074638398904773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5433074638398904773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-bacl.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8780767639873000141</id><published>2008-09-06T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T07:07:05.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Movies</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I decided that I would try and take Bella to a movie theater and see how she would do.  She loves to watch Finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; and other movies so I thought that this would be fun for her.  Well it went really well.  She sat for most of the movie and then towards the last she decided that she wanted to get down and walk around, So I let her down we were the only ones in the movie theater so that was a good thing.  I have decided that she is still a little to young to sit threw a whole movie.  It was fun and I really liked the movie.  We watched Wall-E by the way.  This was a fun experience for me also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8780767639873000141?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8780767639873000141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8780767639873000141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8780767639873000141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8780767639873000141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/09/movies.html' title='The Movies'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2564635535961444881</id><published>2008-09-03T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:31:10.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer to questions</title><content type='html'>when I was telling everyone about my tattoo I forgot to tell where on my body I got my tattoo.  Well it is on  my back around my shoulder Blade. I just can not explain how much I like it.  Jerry got to come home last night and he got to see it and he loves it.  We was kind of shocked that got one, even though I had talked to him about getting one.  Now he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; to decide if he is going to get one or not.  He is just so afraid of needles.  But I guess we will have to see.  Anyway I just wanted to tell everyone where I got it because I have been asked that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyone have a great rest of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-2564635535961444881?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2564635535961444881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2564635535961444881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2564635535961444881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2564635535961444881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/09/answer-to-questions.html' title='Answer to questions'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6931805984211241156</id><published>2008-09-02T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:44:57.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SL3B6MCDiwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T-FDkrG0c_w/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SL3B6MCDiwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T-FDkrG0c_w/s320/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Today I decided to go and get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;.  I know this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt; for me to do but I wanted to do something that would mean a lot to me so I got this butterfly with Bella's name under it.  I have talked a long time about getting one but never had the courage to do it.  But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; decided to do it so my friend Kenna went with me and here is the finished product.  I love it and was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; that it did not hurt to much.  So for once in my life I was wild and crazy but I guess you have to be every once in a while.  Jerry has not gotten to see it yet because he is out in the field for the next two weeks but I am sure that he will love it when he gets to see it.  I hope that everyone is doing well.  I have a great week.&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/4347540289476001564-6931805984211241156?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6931805984211241156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6931805984211241156&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6931805984211241156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6931805984211241156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/09/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SL3B6MCDiwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/T-FDkrG0c_w/s72-c/DSC01797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4866314506909365998</id><published>2008-08-25T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:25:41.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture and update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SLLOy6TzR4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/58phjzXRn08/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SLLOy6TzR4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/58phjzXRn08/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As everyone has been asking for. Here is the picture from the Military Ball. I really don't like the picture of me but I never like pictures of myself. I hope that you like it. Doesn't Jerry look good in his Uniform. I love when we get all dressed up and go out.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that it took me so long to post this but we just got them back Yesterday. Things are going okay here at Fort Hood we are staying pretty busy. Jerry is in and out of the field and I am working on my College from home. I am taking classes online so that I don't have to put Bella in childcare. As for Bella she is just growing and talking a lot. In the last few weeks she has really started talking and saying clear words that most everyone can understand. I was getting a little worried about her because she was so busy she never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;really talked&lt;/span&gt;. But we did learn the other day that she is good at repeating things that you say. My friend that swims with us on Fridays said crap and Bella repeated just as clear as day. I of course was mortified. So I am really going to have to watch what we say and what other people say around her. We are also having great success in getting Bella to sleep in her toddler bed. So far she sleeps in it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; but she has to sleep in the pack-n-play during nap time because she has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;discovered&lt;/span&gt; that she can get up and play with her toys. Anyway Life in the Hamilton house is never boring. I also have started walking everyday about 2 miles and I have started to lose weight again. Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I better get off of this and play with Bella before she gets to mad at me. I hope that everyone will have a great week. &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/4347540289476001564-4866314506909365998?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4866314506909365998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4866314506909365998&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4866314506909365998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4866314506909365998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-everyone-has-been-asking-for.html' title='Picture and update'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SLLOy6TzR4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/58phjzXRn08/s72-c/DSC01795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6605096706080741540</id><published>2008-08-19T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:02:36.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>For a long time I have wanted to go back to college and get my degree.  I have gone several times and applied at the local college here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CTC&lt;/span&gt; but never enrolled in any classes.  Well today I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; did it.  I am enrolled in 3 classes.  I am so excited.  I will be taking them online that way I don't have to put Bella in child care while I go to class.  I think this is going to be really good because it will keep me busy while Jerry is gone and I will be working towards my degree.  It is so funny I have 62 college credits so you would think that I would already have a degree but they are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; majors so I am going for a general degree and I should be able to finish in a few semesters.  It is hard for me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that I am going back but I am.  I just ask for your prayers while I am taking these classes and that I will do good.  I hope that everyone is having a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6605096706080741540?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6605096706080741540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6605096706080741540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6605096706080741540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6605096706080741540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4147774839531609532</id><published>2008-08-17T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:29:44.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acomplishment</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it has been a while since I have blogged.  Things have been crazy as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;.  Well Bella and I decided to take a trip to Bushland to see my mom and dad because they were having Bella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;with drawl&lt;/span&gt;, and Jerry was going out to the field for a week.  So we took off and went there.  Well it started out good we had a great time at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt; and Cannon's birthday party.  But on Monday I had a slight set back.  I started having a hard time breathing, and for some reason I think that I really need to breath so my mom took me to the ER and they gave me an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inhaler&lt;/span&gt; and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;. So I spent the rest of the week feeling good one day a bad the next.  So I really did not get to visit very much as I did not feel good.  But I guess that is how things go sometimes.  So yesterday we traveled back to Fort Hood with me not feeling good.  Let me tell you that was the longest 9 hour trip I have taken in a long time.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; felt like I was traveling to Georgia instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Killeen&lt;/span&gt;.  But we did make it and I am so glad to be home. &lt;br /&gt;    Now for the accomplishment.  We have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; to get Bella use to her toddler bed since she has decided to climb out of her crib.  It has not been going very well at all we were having to put her in the pack-n-play so that she would go to sleep.  Well, last night we put her down in the toddler bed and she slept all night in it.  Yea,  I was wondering if it was just because she was so tired because she did not take a nap all day while we were on the road.  Well tonight answered that.  She is now asleep in her big girl bed again.  We did have a little problem at nap time because she has figured out that her toys are right there in her reach and she can play.  So now we are going to have to figure out how to fix that problem.  But know that we will be able to do that in time.  I am just so excited that she is being such a big girl and staying in her bed. &lt;br /&gt;   Well I hope that everyone had a great weekend and will have a great week.  I promise to keep up with my post and let you know what is going on around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4147774839531609532?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4147774839531609532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4147774839531609532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4147774839531609532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4147774839531609532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/acomplishment.html' title='Acomplishment'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8664865826711705184</id><published>2008-08-08T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:21:54.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Police Ball</title><content type='html'>Last night we had our MP Ball.  Jerry and I had so much fun.  We got to dress up him in his Class A's and me in a formal gown.  The MP Ball is always my favorite ball to go to.  We have a nice dinner with a very interesting speaker and then we get to Dance and just have fun.  I think that the MP Balls are the craziest balls because it is all MP and if you know anything about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MP's&lt;/span&gt; they can get really crazy.  It is also fun to watch everyone get out on the dance floor and just have a blast.  It is really just a time to let lose and have a lot of fun.  This was also a very nice night out with our Bella.  Jerry and I don't get to go out and have fun by ourselves very much since we have had Bella so we really did enjoy going out.  We had our pictures taken and as soon as they come in I will post them. I have to say Jerry looked pretty sharp in his uniform.  I do love a man in uniform.  I hope all is well and that everyone will have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8664865826711705184?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8664865826711705184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8664865826711705184&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8664865826711705184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8664865826711705184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/military-police-ball.html' title='Military Police Ball'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8720462346753838093</id><published>2008-08-04T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:38:31.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddler Bed</title><content type='html'>Well we took down Bella's crib and got her a toddler bed.  She hates it and will not stay it in at all.  Like tonight we put her to bed and put the pack-n-play nest to the bed so maybe to give her a little bit of security.  Well that did not work she did not cry for very long but when Jerry went to check on her she was asleep behind the door of her room.  So we put her back in the Pack-n-play.  I don't know what to do.  She keeps climbing out of her crib. But I guess we will keep trying different things until it works.  I am going tomorrow to get a bed rail for her toddler bed so maybe she will feel more confined and more comfortable.  She has just been so easy with every thing else that we have tried. She took her self off the bottle and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pasi&lt;/span&gt;.  But I guess this is going to be our big challenge.  Oh well I know that we will make it threw and everything will work out great.  I just hate to see her so unhappy about the bed. &lt;br /&gt;   Other than that things are going pretty good around here.  Jerry is home most of the time except when they decided to take him out to the field for no good reason.  But it is Army life what can you say.  I am so excited because on Thursday we are going to the MP Ball.  I love the balls and this one is always my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;.  I was able to talk Jerry into letting me get a new Ball gown and it is so pretty.  I love it and can't wait to wear it.   We still are trying to get Jerry into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;non deployable&lt;/span&gt; unit but so far no luck.  I really don't want him to go back over seas again but it looks like it is going to happen.  Everyone have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8720462346753838093?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8720462346753838093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8720462346753838093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8720462346753838093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8720462346753838093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/toddler-bed.html' title='Toddler Bed'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1891943831166018235</id><published>2008-08-01T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:45:41.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gracelyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GRACELYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that you are 6 it seems like yesterday we were waiting on you to get here. You are a joy to both me and your Uncle Jerry. We love you very much. Have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1891943831166018235?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1891943831166018235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1891943831166018235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1891943831166018235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1891943831166018235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-gracelyn.html' title='Happy Birthday Gracelyn'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9061949141126149044</id><published>2008-07-31T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:29:18.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Bella</title><content type='html'>For the last few days Bella has really been climbing everything.  I have caught her trying to climb the back of the couch, and about anything that she can climb on.  Well today to my amazement she climbed out of her crib.  So I guess it is time to move her from her crib to a big girl bed.  Where is the time going.  I am not ready for her to have a big girl bed.  Oh well I don't want her to hurt herself when she tries to climb our.  She is not like a normal child and climbs over the side railing she is climbing over the ends that are taller.  What can I say I have a dare devil as a daughter.  Well if anyone has any ideas as to how you would keep her in a crib until we can get a toddler bed please let me know.  Everyone have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-9061949141126149044?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9061949141126149044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9061949141126149044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9061949141126149044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9061949141126149044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/climbing-bella.html' title='Climbing Bella'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2618523394852633449</id><published>2008-07-30T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:40:52.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking back</title><content type='html'>Today while I was talking with my new friend who is a new military wife I realized how much my life has changed since I was a new military wife.   It is kind of funny as I look back I remember being timid and not sure of what I could do and not do.  Now I know almost all of the ends and outs of military life and I can pass that on to new wives just like things were passed down to me when I was new.  So I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; gone from a new Military wife to a Old military wife.  This is kind of cool because I know that I can help people and that is a great feeling.  I love being a military wife and I would not change it for the world except for maybe my husband being gone so much.  But all in all it has made a very interesting life with lots of learning experiences that have helped me grow up a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-2618523394852633449?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2618523394852633449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2618523394852633449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2618523394852633449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2618523394852633449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/thinking-back.html' title='Thinking back'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2524768470477985003</id><published>2008-07-26T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:58:28.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyYafpKLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBSlkREuOIs/s1600-h/DSC01744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyYafpKLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBSlkREuOIs/s320/DSC01744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyY5SZEjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/D6ztBynBa_8/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyY5SZEjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/D6ztBynBa_8/s320/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyZD4pZoI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UA_9r8AzAXA/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyZD4pZoI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UA_9r8AzAXA/s320/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since Jerry is home it is time to play.  So here are a few pictures of Bella playing with her Daddy. She would get down like a line backer and then just run at her Daddy and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; pick her up and swing her around and the she was off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.  She was so busy running around that I could not get a lot of pictures of her.  What can I say she is a busy girl.  I just can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how much she is growing and how much she is doing.  It seems like she learns a new word everyday.  Today she is 21 months old.  It is hard for me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she can be that old.  Where has the time gone and where is my little bitty baby.  I guess she is growing up and I just can't stop that.  But we are having a blast with her.  Have a good rest of the weekend.&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/4347540289476001564-2524768470477985003?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2524768470477985003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2524768470477985003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2524768470477985003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2524768470477985003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/play-time.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SIvyYafpKLI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBSlkREuOIs/s72-c/DSC01744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8426391101499365721</id><published>2008-07-25T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:01:29.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made It</title><content type='html'>Well to my amaze and wonder. I have made it 3 weeks with out Jerry and just me and Bella. I will not say that it was easy the whole time but it did go by smoother than I thought it would. I will just be glad when Jerry is home and we are a Family again. Jerry has been gone for 3 weeks and this was my test to see if I would be able to make it here by myself if he has to go back over sea's again. I hope he doesn't have to go but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; I know that I will be able to make it on my own with Bella. This was totally different for me then all of the other times that he has been gone. I was always by myself so I had to try to keep my self busy. Well now I have Bella to keep me busy and keep me on my toes. It is nice to know that I am going to be able to take care of things by myself. Any way enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rambling&lt;/span&gt;. I just wanted to let everyone know that I made it and tell you thanks for all the prayers and thoughts that you sent our way. I hope that everyone will have a great Weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8426391101499365721?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8426391101499365721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8426391101499365721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8426391101499365721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8426391101499365721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-made-it.html' title='I Made It'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7820275877193289800</id><published>2008-07-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:18:10.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Doctors Visit</title><content type='html'>Well today I went to a new doctor well he is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; a doctor but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pharmacist&lt;/span&gt; that specializes in Diabetes.  So he can really help me with mine.  I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; problems with it since I got back her to Fort Hood.  It has been going up and down and the doctor that I have does not know anything bout diabetes and has not helped me a lot.  So today He put me on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; type of insulin that does not make you gain weight like the one that I was on.  So that is really nice and when things get under more control he is actually going to give me something to help me lose weight.  I think that is great.  I am so excited to have someone that actually knows what they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;. I have been having a problem with my weight in the last few months and I have tried really hard to lose weight but the insulin that I was on just makes you gain weight.  I thought that was real nice when he told me that.  Doctors always tell me to try to lose weight and then they give you medication that causes you to gain weight. So please keep me in your prayers that this medication will work for me and that I will not have any problems with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7820275877193289800?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7820275877193289800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7820275877193289800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7820275877193289800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7820275877193289800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-doctors-visit.html' title='Good Doctors Visit'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-4897720897802485969</id><published>2008-07-13T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:18:42.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well Bella and I are back from our weekend in Dallas.  We had fun and Bella enjoyed getting to see her Nana and Poppy.  It is always good when she gets to see them and show them how much she is learning and growing.  She is very funny.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tring to teach &lt;/span&gt;her to be polite so her new thing is telling everyone thank you when they do anything.  I guess it is a start and we will continue to teach her to be polite.  Nothing exciting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; this weekend.  It was really nice to have some adult conversation and relax.  As for the wash cloth that went down the drain.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maintenance&lt;/span&gt; came and got it out.  Yea now I don't have to worry about the drain backing up.  Only me would let the wash cloth go down the drain.  I am still kicking myself for that one.  I hope that everyone had a great weekend and will have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-4897720897802485969?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/4897720897802485969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=4897720897802485969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4897720897802485969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/4897720897802485969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1454830681203587335</id><published>2008-07-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:34:31.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wash Cloth</title><content type='html'>So here is a funny thing that happened to me today.  Bella had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; for supper and as always with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; she gets a bath after wards because it is just easier to put her in the tub than try to clean her up with a wash rag.  Well everything was going great with the bath until I decided to empty out the water.  Bella loves to play in the water as it gets lower and lower.  I pulled the plug and went to grab the wash rag and I did not catch it in time and it went right down the drain.  To my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; it went all the way down I could not get it at all.  This is a baby wash cloth but still it is somewhere down my drain and I know that it can not be good, somewhere it is going to get stuck.  So I called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; her on post and tried to explain what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; and the operator just laughed and laughed and said that was a first for her too.  So now I am just sitting her waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; to show up.  They put me on a 24 hour work order. But until then I am just waiting.  I still can not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that it went all the way down the drain.  So the next time you empty your tub watch out for the wash cloth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1454830681203587335?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1454830681203587335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1454830681203587335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1454830681203587335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1454830681203587335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/wash-cloth.html' title='The Wash Cloth'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7903370346152211123</id><published>2008-07-10T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:06:41.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>Wow!!! I am excited and proud to say that I am posting my 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post.  I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it I thought that it would never get here.  So here it goes 100 facts that I know everyone wants to know about my life.&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born June 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My name is Kassie Renae (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Melban&lt;/span&gt;) Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;3. When I was first born my parents named me Stephanie but my mom kept calling me Kassie so i am a Kassie instead.&lt;br /&gt;4. I was born in Dumas, TX&lt;br /&gt;5. I lived in the same house all of my life until I was 18 and moved out&lt;br /&gt;6. I have one wonderful brother Cameron who has taught me many great things&lt;br /&gt;7. My parents have been married for 35 years and are still going strong&lt;br /&gt;8. Both sets of my grandparents were married more than 50 years&lt;br /&gt;9. I have been married to my wonderful husband for 11 years (Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hun&lt;/span&gt; for sticking by me for all those years I hope we have many more to come)&lt;br /&gt;10. I have a Beautiful Daughter Bella who we waited for, for 8 years (Thank you God your timing is always perfect.)&lt;br /&gt;11. I have 2 Dogs (Winnie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt;) and a Cat (Morris)&lt;br /&gt;12. My Husband, Daughter, My self and all of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;animals&lt;/span&gt; have double letters in our name.&lt;br /&gt;13. I lived in Germany for 18 months (loved it and would love to go back)&lt;br /&gt;14. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; 4 nephews and 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; (I love them all very much)&lt;br /&gt;15.  My favorite hobby is to scrapbook (My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt; is not yet 2 years old and she has 3 books already)&lt;br /&gt;16. I am a proud military wife&lt;br /&gt;17. My husband and I have moved 8 times in the last 11 years (got to love moving all of the time)&lt;br /&gt;18. I have two great sister-in-laws that are great mothers and an example to me always.&lt;br /&gt;19. I have been a military &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;spouse&lt;/span&gt; for 11 years&lt;br /&gt;20. I am a christian first and for most&lt;br /&gt;21.My husband has been deployed 5 times in the past 11 years each being longer than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;22. Right now we live in a 900 Sq Ft house.  Got to love military housing&lt;br /&gt;23. I love getting hugs and kisses from my daughter.  They make me smile&lt;br /&gt;24. My daughter broke my nose 5 times&lt;br /&gt;25. I have had 2 nose surgeries in 1 year thanks to my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;26. I do not have my tonsils anymore.&lt;br /&gt;27. Reading is a passion of mine.&lt;br /&gt;28. I had a 4 day transition between High School and College ( I graduated early and started college right away.&lt;br /&gt;29. I have attended 3 different Colleges and still do not have a degree.&lt;br /&gt;30. I have a certificate as a Health Unit Coordinator.&lt;br /&gt;31. I am the youngest grand child on my mother side out of 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;grandchildren&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;32. I am 31 years of age&lt;br /&gt;33. I have lived in Texas most of my life&lt;br /&gt;34. I lived in Georgia for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;35. I graduated from Dumas High School (Home of the Dumas Demons)&lt;br /&gt;36. I have 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; that will come to me if something happens to there parents ( I really hope that nothing ever does but I will always love those kids as if they were my own)&lt;br /&gt;37. My best friend named her daughter after me ( Well her middle name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;38. My mom, me, and my daughter all have the same middle name (Renae)&lt;br /&gt;39. I have twin nephews&lt;br /&gt;40. My favorite color is blue.&lt;br /&gt;41.  Favorite Authors are Jodi Thomas, Sandra Brown and Nora Roberts&lt;br /&gt;42.My husband and I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;collection&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt; of about 400&lt;br /&gt;43. I love to bake. (This is so much fun for me when I get to bake with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;44. I have been on a cruise and would love to go on another one&lt;br /&gt;45. I have never stayed at a job for more than a year.  (Moving all of the time kinds to help that a little)&lt;br /&gt;46. Growing up I had 2 best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; and all three of us had the middle name Renae but spelled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I hate having my picture made&lt;br /&gt;48. I have the best mother and father in the world ( I am not just saying that I do)&lt;br /&gt;49. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt; for 17 years.&lt;br /&gt;50. I have had 5 surgeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Look I am half way threw wow this is hard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; is my Shaggy Bag&lt;br /&gt;52. My husband and I were High School sweet hearts&lt;br /&gt;53. I love being a mom&lt;br /&gt;54. My dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt; weighs 117 lbs ( She is a lab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Shepard&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;55. Summer time is my favorite season ( I love being outside)&lt;br /&gt;56. In college I studied to be a travel agent.&lt;br /&gt;57. I drove from Fort &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Benning&lt;/span&gt; GA to Dumas TX in 17 hours only stopping for gas and food.&lt;br /&gt;58. I have stayed up for 5 days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;strait&lt;/span&gt; before ( I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; this I was young and crazy at the time)&lt;br /&gt;59. I want to be a massage therapist&lt;br /&gt;60. I try to read 48 books a year ( sometimes I do sometimes I don't but I sure do try)&lt;br /&gt;61. I threw the shot put and the discuss while in Junior High&lt;br /&gt;62. I was the manager for my high school volleyball team ( I never played but I sure wanted to)&lt;br /&gt;63. I love to write but can not spell very good so this holds me back&lt;br /&gt;64. I took one semester of Spanish and French while in High School. (now I can not say very much in either one)&lt;br /&gt;65. I love learning about my family history&lt;br /&gt;66. For many years I did not like my birthday because something bad always happened on that day. (Now I am better)&lt;br /&gt;67. I love mustangs like the rest of my family. &lt;br /&gt;68. My first car was a mustang (I have had 4 since then)&lt;br /&gt;69. I love to sing (I am to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;embarrasses&lt;/span&gt; to get up and sing in front of anyone)&lt;br /&gt;70. I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bunji&lt;/span&gt; jumping (I loved it)&lt;br /&gt;71. I would love to go sky diving&lt;br /&gt;72. My grandfather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;accidental&lt;/span&gt; hit me with a shovel 7 times. ( This is a family joke)&lt;br /&gt;73. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; movie is 10 things I hate about you&lt;br /&gt;74. I love my life and would not change it for the world&lt;br /&gt;75. My favorite place to be is our cabin in CO.  I love to sit under the willow tree and read.&lt;br /&gt;76. My husband and I are amusement park junkies&lt;br /&gt;77. I drove on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;autobahn&lt;/span&gt; when we were in Germany (Great experience)&lt;br /&gt;78. While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; home from Germany to see my parents I got stuck in New York for 24 hours. (I would love to go back under different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. My best memories were family vacations with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;80. I have a fear of elevators&lt;br /&gt;81. We have 3 lap tops and 1 regular computer (Tell me why 2 people need that many computers)&lt;br /&gt;82. I would love to learn to sew&lt;br /&gt;83. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; drink is a Diet Cherry Limeade from Sonic&lt;br /&gt;84. Roses are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; flower&lt;br /&gt;85. I have been in 2 mental hospitals (because of my headaches I had depression)&lt;br /&gt;86. I love kids and I hope that I can have more&lt;br /&gt;87. I am a tomboy (I love cars and I am not afraid to get dirty)&lt;br /&gt;88. I am a Proud MP wife&lt;br /&gt;89. In school I loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; is my favorite T.V. show&lt;br /&gt;91. I love the rain (there is nothing better than a rain shower)&lt;br /&gt;92. My goal in life is to be a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;christian&lt;/span&gt; woman and a good mother&lt;br /&gt;93. Bella is my mirical baby&lt;br /&gt;94. I love to smile a people to see if they will smile back&lt;br /&gt;95. I worked at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;repo&lt;/span&gt; place ( Now that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; at times)&lt;br /&gt;96. I can not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; to have a dirty kitchen (this is one of my pet peeves)&lt;br /&gt;97. I love to have a clean house ( I just wish that someone would do it for me)&lt;br /&gt;98. I have a birth mark on my finger&lt;br /&gt;99. I always where a watch&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the hardest blog that I have ever written&lt;br /&gt;Well I am done yea.  I hope you learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; about me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7903370346152211123?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7903370346152211123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7903370346152211123&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7903370346152211123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7903370346152211123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5792939965109151076</id><published>2008-07-10T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T08:48:37.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Life</title><content type='html'>I know that I don't speak very much about the military but today I am.  When you live on a military post life is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; different from regular life.  For example you always have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; one thing in common with all of your neighbors, and that is you are all apart of the military one way or the other.  So this can be a great ice breaker.  Another thing is where in the regular world can you find 5'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;o'clock&lt;/span&gt; traffic stop and have everyone out of there cars and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;saluting&lt;/span&gt; the flag as they bring it down for the day.  This can be a fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;.  For example, I was not paying attention to what time it was and was driving down the street to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;commissary&lt;/span&gt; when all the traffic just stopped and people started getting out of there cars and turned towards the flag.  Some stood at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;parade&lt;/span&gt; rest while other had there hand over there heart.  So being the proud person that I am I jumped out of my car and did the same thing.  Let m tell you this can bring American pride back to you in a short time.  This may seem like a funny thing to most or even an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;annoyance&lt;/span&gt; to some but to me it makes me proud of my country and all of the soldiers that have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fought&lt;/span&gt; for our freedom. &lt;br /&gt;    Don't ask me why I thought to blog this but I thought this might give a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;in site&lt;/span&gt; into the military life.  I know that I am silly but I hope that you liked it.  There are lots of other little things that I take for granted when I am out side of a military post but I will share those with you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5792939965109151076?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5792939965109151076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5792939965109151076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5792939965109151076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5792939965109151076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/military-life.html' title='Military Life'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3702716050922853912</id><published>2008-07-09T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:36:25.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard day but making it.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a very hard day for me and Bella.  We are both felling lonely not having Jerry here.  Bella was very crabby yesterday and nothing seemed to make her happy.  She is use to having her daddy and I put her to bed at night and she is not liking that it is just me for right now.  How do you explain to a 21 month old that daddy is gone and will be back in a few weeks.  This has been hard me as well.  I have gotten use to having Jerry home and now he is gone again.  I am so glad that it is only for a few weeks and not for a year like last time.  But the good news is she is in a much better mood today so that helps me out a lot.  I really thought that I would go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt; with all of the crying.  Bella is just not a one to cry all the time&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so it was very hard for me to see her like that.  Please keep me in your prayers that things will continue to go good.  Thanks in advance.  I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3702716050922853912?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3702716050922853912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3702716050922853912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3702716050922853912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3702716050922853912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/hard-day-but-making-it.html' title='Hard day but making it.'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1603417441646866573</id><published>2008-07-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:28:13.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Friends</title><content type='html'>Well I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; started to make friend here.  Tonight I meet my neighbors and sat and visited with them.. This is nice for me because I was getting a little lonely around here with out my husband.  Now I have two new friends to talk to.  Don't get me wrong I love talking to my daughter but sometimes I just need some adult conversation.  This seems like such a little thing to be excited about but I am so excited about this.  We have made it for 2 days without Jerry and we are doing pretty good.  I hope that everyone will have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1603417441646866573?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1603417441646866573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1603417441646866573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1603417441646866573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1603417441646866573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/making-friends.html' title='Making Friends'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2961653464585541098</id><published>2008-07-05T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:36:57.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>As promised I have updated my blog with some new pictures of our trip to Bushland and Amarillo.  So please check them out.  We had a blast on our short vacation.  So check out these new post that were posted today.&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;  Playing At the Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tractor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Playing in the Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    True Test&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a great weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-2961653464585541098?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2961653464585541098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2961653464585541098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2961653464585541098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2961653464585541098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2847624154256469634</id><published>2008-07-05T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:32:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJrjTj3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/QKVZWhZacgI/s1600-h/DSC01679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJrjTj3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/QKVZWhZacgI/s320/DSC01679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt; and Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJj5amEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/696noJ1FdVs/s1600-h/DSC01685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJj5amEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/696noJ1FdVs/s320/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJ1Fz7lI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q31IitGnl8M/s1600-h/DSC01706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJ1Fz7lI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q31IitGnl8M/s320/DSC01706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJ1KPkVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/59ZR3jDfQvc/s1600-h/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJ1KPkVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/59ZR3jDfQvc/s320/DSC01707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; while we were in Amarillo we met to spend some time  with Tonya, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt;.  We ate at the Golden Corral and then we went to the park and let the girls play on the equipment. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt; and Bella are only 3 weeks apart to the day so they had a blast together playing.  Bella was more interested in just running around but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kayzlee&lt;/span&gt; had fun sliding down the slide.  They gave each other lots of hugs and had fun talking in there own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt;.  As we were leaving we put them on a bouncy thing I am not sure what it is called but the were both on one and they looked like they were just talking to each other.  Thank good&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; for sunny days and Family.  We had a blast and it was good for the girls to play and have fun.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; we will have to get together more often when we are home and let the girls play.  But don't think that us adults did have fun at the park also.  There was a little stool that you could stand on and spend so all of us got on it and played. It is really bad when the adults start acting like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; again and start having as much fun as the little one.&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/4347540289476001564-2847624154256469634?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2847624154256469634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2847624154256469634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2847624154256469634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2847624154256469634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/playing-at-park.html' title='Playing at the Park'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-UJrjTj3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/QKVZWhZacgI/s72-c/DSC01679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-796304105655570010</id><published>2008-07-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:20:41.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tractor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RRoKPi9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/DkKyX-zg-to/s1600-h/DSC01648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RRoKPi9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/DkKyX-zg-to/s320/DSC01648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                            &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RR4woYkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lS55D56ekQ8/s1600-h/DSC01649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RR4woYkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lS55D56ekQ8/s320/DSC01649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                               Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RSFUZzcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bqbf8P2C3YQ/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RSFUZzcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bqbf8P2C3YQ/s320/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                               Cannon and Uncle Jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RSK6bBJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ulZMeC-_jyI/s1600-h/DSC01654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RSK6bBJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ulZMeC-_jyI/s320/DSC01654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The kids were out side with Uncle Jerry, and Papa.The guys were watching the kids while us women talked.  So the guys decided to put the kids on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tractors&lt;/span&gt; and then they called me to come and take there pictures.  They were all having so much fun on the Tractors except for Cannon and he just wanted to play in the Wagon.  So I got a good picture of him and Uncle Jerry.  I can remember playing on my Grandpa's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tractor&lt;/span&gt; when I was young and this just brought back some special memories.  I guess kids just never change for generation to generation.  It is also fun to see how much Mason and Bella are so different from each other.  They are only 3 months apart but the are as different as night and day.  Bella looks so little compared to Mason and she is the older of the two. I got the biggest kick out my daughter while she was on the tractor because she would not sit on the seat because she could not reach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;steering&lt;/span&gt; wheel from there so she got where she could reach and she was just as happy as she could be.&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/4347540289476001564-796304105655570010?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/796304105655570010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=796304105655570010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/796304105655570010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/796304105655570010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/tractor.html' title='Tractor'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-RRoKPi9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/DkKyX-zg-to/s72-c/DSC01648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2287416537467375428</id><published>2008-07-05T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:00:41.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-Ml2sdMWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pnelA42AXMg/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-Ml2sdMWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pnelA42AXMg/s320/DSC01638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is from the first day that we were in Bushland.  We got there about 3:00 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt; was waiting for us along with Nana.  Grace wanted to play on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jumpaling&lt;/span&gt; (trampoline) with water under it. So I got Bella in her Bathing suit and the girls were jumping and having fun so I decided to get on with them and play.  I did not bother to put on a swim suit just jumped in clothes and all.  I had a blast doing this with them.  It is so nice to know that I can still act like a kid even though I am old (31).  I think Jerry had fun taking our pictures and laughing at us.  Bella had a blast also.  She loves the trampoline also even though I am scared to death that she is going to run off of it.  She just acts like she is as big as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt; and wants to do everything that she does.  They are so sweet together.  Also on this day Cameron and the rest of his family came out and we had hamburgers and so good visiting time.  The 10 of us do not get to spend a lot of time together but it is sure nice when we do.  I get a chance to catch up with everyone and it does my heart good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-MlyqUSwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3sFZwQp1LE8/s1600-h/DSC01642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-MlyqUSwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3sFZwQp1LE8/s320/DSC01642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-MmRNcKUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/SYiq08_OytM/s1600-h/DSC01644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-MmRNcKUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/SYiq08_OytM/s320/DSC01644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-2287416537467375428?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2287416537467375428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2287416537467375428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2287416537467375428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2287416537467375428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/playing-in-water.html' title='Playing in the Water'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG-Ml2sdMWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pnelA42AXMg/s72-c/DSC01638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6010230795895812219</id><published>2008-07-05T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:22:57.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The True Test</title><content type='html'>Well the true test begins today for me and Bella. Jerry has left for school for 3 weeks.  This is the first time that Bella and I will truly be on our own.  Before we had my mom and dad but now it is just Bella and I, 2 dogs and a cat. This should be a true adventure for us.  So please pray for me that I will be able to do what I need to do to make it threw this new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obstacle&lt;/span&gt; in my life.  I know that I will be fine but it is kind of scary the first time all alone.  So far Bella is doing okay with it.  She watched her daddy pack all of his stuff and put it in the truck.  She was not to happy when he left, but she never is when her daddy leaves her.  I don't think the full effect will hit until tonight when he is not here to help put her to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news around he is that Jerry and I had a good anniversary yesterday.  It is only the 7th time that we have been together on our anniverasay in the 11 years that we have been married. So we really do charish the times that we are together for our anniversary. A few years ago my parents were here at Fort Hood for the 4th of July and we went and watched the fireworks from one of the parking lots here on post and it look like they were comming right at us.  So my mom and I wondered if it was just a fluck or if that is just the spot you need to try to get when you watch them.  Well we parked about in the same spot and yes the fireworkes looked like they were going to come right at.  It was so cool and Bella loved it.  I really don't think that she is afraid of anything. So I hope that everyone had a great 4th and will have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6010230795895812219?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6010230795895812219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6010230795895812219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6010230795895812219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6010230795895812219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/true-test.html' title='The True Test'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8406472681059722767</id><published>2008-07-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:10:37.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG49bP3iJ1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/qjRTyTsstns/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG49bP3iJ1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/qjRTyTsstns/s320/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Well today is Jerry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; 11 year anniversary.  Wow that is a long time.  Jerry and I were talking this morning about it and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; does not seem like it has been that long.  Of course we also have to put in effect that we have missed several years together due to his being deployed so much.   Because of all of his deployments we will always be newly weds because we don't get a lot of time together.  I found this picture from our Wedding Day.  I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how young we look.  Jerry was 23 and I was 20.  When I look back at that day 11 years ago I think of all that we went threw to get there.  Jerry was in Basic Training and we had planned on a July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Wedding because his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;requiter&lt;/span&gt; said that he would be back by then.  Well as it turned out he was not going to be back by then so we had to really work hard to get him back. But he did get to come home for 4 days so that we could get married and then he had to go back.  Until he showed up at the airport in Amarillo the day before we still did not know if we were going to have to do it by proxy.  But he got there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; after a few delays and we got married.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone has a happy and safe 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.  Please remember that this is a day to thank our Soldiers and there Families.  So if you see one today please let them know that you are praying for them and how proud you are of them.  Have a great weekend.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-8406472681059722767?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8406472681059722767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8406472681059722767&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8406472681059722767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8406472681059722767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/number-11.html' title='Number 11'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SG49bP3iJ1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/qjRTyTsstns/s72-c/DSC01719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5656086571965736330</id><published>2008-06-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:35:32.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>Well we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; made it home tonight about 7:00. We had a great time in Bushland and Amarillo.  But we stayed busy the whole time.  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;figured&lt;/span&gt; out that a week is just not long enough to catch up with everyone.  There were a lot of people that I did not get to see and I hate that.  But we did have fun catching up with Family and some friends.  Bella had a great time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; to see everyone.  She even got to stay a little while with Aunt Keri.  I know that she had a blast.  Thanks Keri for keeping her for a little while.  I have lots of pictures to share but I am just so tired tonight that I am going to wait and post them on my blog at a later time this week so be looking for them.  I hope that everyone is doing well and had a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5656086571965736330?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5656086571965736330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5656086571965736330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5656086571965736330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5656086571965736330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5405453964343142659</id><published>2008-06-16T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:05:57.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFcb02tzjKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/94CU56LVURw/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFcb02tzjKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/94CU56LVURw/s320/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/invalid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bella has always loved shoes since she was little bitty. She started out by dragging shoes all of the house. She did not care who shes they were or what shoes they were. She just loved to drag them around. Then she decided that it would be fun to try to put them on herself and anyone else that was around at the time. Jerry and I are always looking for our shoes because Bella takes them off of the shoe rack and puts them in different places around the house. This is really fun for Jerry when he is up at 5:00 in the morning trying to get ready for work in the dark so that he does not wake us up. Well now she had decided that she wants to walk in every ones shoes. Here are a few pictures that I took the other day of her in my shoes. She put them both on and walked around the house in them. Doing a good job if I might say myself. She did not fall at all. Well them she decided that she was going to try to sit in my shoe. Look at that face you just can't resist that. I just hope that when she grows up that she is not going to be one of those girls who has to have all the shoes in the world. I only have about 5 pairs and that is good for me.In other news Jerry is on leave ya. That means no more midnights and that we are going to get to take some time to be a family.. We have not yet decided what we are going to do but I am sure that whatever we do we will have a blast. I hope that everyone is having a great start to the summer. Take care and I hope to see all of you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFcb1fsYf2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/aXwaKVeG0Bk/s1600-h/DSC01591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFcb1fsYf2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/aXwaKVeG0Bk/s320/DSC01591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&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/4347540289476001564-5405453964343142659?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5405453964343142659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5405453964343142659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5405453964343142659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5405453964343142659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/shoes_16.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFcb02tzjKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/94CU56LVURw/s72-c/DSC01590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5972477927971316157</id><published>2008-06-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T05:37:09.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHERS DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS DAY&lt;/span&gt;.  I just wanted to wish all the Fathers out there a happy fathers day.  And thank them for all that they do. &lt;br /&gt;To my husband, thank you for being such a great father to Bella.  You missed most of her first year but you picked up right where you left off and have been such a great father to her.  She is so lucky to have you. I love you very much&lt;br /&gt;To my daddy, thank you for always being there for me and teaching me to be a good person. You are the greatest dad in the world and I could not have asked for anyone better.  I love you very much&lt;br /&gt;So one again Happy Fathers Day to all the Fathers have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5972477927971316157?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5972477927971316157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5972477927971316157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5972477927971316157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5972477927971316157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHERS DAY'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8440939611280277280</id><published>2008-06-12T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:34:51.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcyAxIpOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dqIjFPWxq4I/s1600-h/DSC01606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcyAxIpOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dqIjFPWxq4I/s320/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I know that everyone has been wondering about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; birthday present that my parents got me for my birthday.  I know that a lot of you will not think that this is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; present but I do.  When I was pregnant with Bella I wanted a walking stroller because I love to go walking.  Well for my birthday this year my parents got me one. Let me tell you it is great.  It has a place to put an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; player that you can hook to the stroller itself and it has speakers on the out side so that you can listen to music while you are walking or running.  This is so great because I love to listen to music while I walk but Bella does not get to so now she does and she loves it. It also has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pedometer&lt;/span&gt; so that I can see how far that I have walked and for long I have walked.  It even tells you the speed that you are going.  To top off all of the extras the handle bar goes up and down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;adjust&lt;/span&gt; to where you are comfortable.  I just think it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; cool.  Oh yea it even has it's own air pump so that if the tires get low you can air them up and it is so easy to use.  I know this is a crazy thing to me excited about but I just love it and I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it to anyone who loves to walk with their child.  So that is it the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; birthday present.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcyR0ehqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qHqfGTJaa60/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcyR0ehqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qHqfGTJaa60/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcykumPII/AAAAAAAAAGs/Cw8w1dO2z34/s1600-h/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcykumPII/AAAAAAAAAGs/Cw8w1dO2z34/s320/DSC01609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcy1uCZOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rKi2MQ_xf-s/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcy1uCZOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rKi2MQ_xf-s/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-8440939611280277280?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8440939611280277280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8440939611280277280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8440939611280277280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8440939611280277280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-present.html' title='Birthday Present'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SFHcyAxIpOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dqIjFPWxq4I/s72-c/DSC01606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-78872073522079821</id><published>2008-06-09T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:22:57.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 31</title><content type='html'>Well it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; I am 31 years old as of 5:03 pm tonight.  Wow, It is kind of funny I am having a lot more problems with being 31 than I ever did at 30.  Oh well like I said I am now a grown up.  I had a wonderful day.  Jerry took me out to breakfast because he had to work at 3:00.  And then tonight I got to go out to eat with a dear friend that I don't get to spend much time with.  Teri was one of my first true friends that I meet here at Fort Hood and we have had our good and bad spots but we still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remain&lt;/span&gt; friend.  Bella and I went to dinner with Teri and her two sons Thomas and Donald.  It was good and a very nice time to catch up.  Thank you to everyone who called and wished me a happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; and those who have posted your wishes on line.  I think the curse been broken and I will have many good birthdays from now on.  Please everyone keep me in your prayers as I learn to be a grown up.  I will post tomorrow on a wonderful Birthday present that i got from my parents.  I need to get some pictures of it fist before I can do it justice with writing about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-78872073522079821?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/78872073522079821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=78872073522079821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/78872073522079821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/78872073522079821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-31.html' title='I am 31'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-712298001267492223</id><published>2008-06-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:39:41.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>I guess that there is a time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; life when they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; that they have grown up.  Today is my day.  I will be 31 today and I guess it is my day.  As I sit here and ponder what is to come in the year to come.  I realize that I am not just playing house.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt; to a Beautiful, smart little girl.  A wife to a great man who will do anything for me.  And that alone means the world to me.  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hun&lt;/span&gt; for always being there for me and putting up with me.  I have had a problem for the past few years with my Birthday and that something always happens on that day that is not good.  Well this year I have decided that nothing is going to bring me down. All of my dreams have come true.  I am married to a wonderful man and we have a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt; together that brings more joy to us then I could have ever imagined.  So today I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to start a new life of really living and not just dreaming.  I am going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;reeducate&lt;/span&gt; my life to Jesus and really stick with it.  Please pray for me that I can keep this up.  I love the Lord so much and he has given me so many things and I have taken them for granted, but no more.  So I guess it is about time that I have fully grown up.  Thank you to my parents who have always been there for me and have taught me right from wrong and have taught me to love the Lord with all of my heart.  I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for them for doing that. Thanks for listening to all of my rantings.  And please just keep me in your prayers while I continue on my road to become a true grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-712298001267492223?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/712298001267492223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=712298001267492223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/712298001267492223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/712298001267492223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3945059341710759419</id><published>2008-06-08T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T11:46:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kim</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM, I hope that you have a great birthday and have many more to come.  I also wanted to tell you that I am glad that we have gotten closer over the past year. Take care and have a great birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-3945059341710759419?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3945059341710759419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3945059341710759419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3945059341710759419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3945059341710759419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-kim.html' title='To Kim'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5660486012640352748</id><published>2008-06-07T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:58:14.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Trip</title><content type='html'>Today Bella and I drove to Mineral Wells to meet my parents for lunch.  This is about a 2 1/2 hour drive for Bell and I.  But for my parents it is little bit longer.  They actually started there trip yesterday they drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wichita&lt;/span&gt; Falls and spent the night and then got up this &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;morning &lt;/span&gt;and met me in Mineral Wells.  We all got to catch up a little and Bella got to see her Papa and Nana and she loves that.  It is kind of funny we were so use to seeing each other everyday and now we can only see each other about once a month when it is possible.  But I love to watch Bella interact with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt;.  She follows my dad around everywhere.  That reminds me of me when I was young I would follow my grandfather everywhere and would usually end up getting in his way and getting hurt.  Some day I will have to explain the story of my grandpa hitting with the shovel 7 times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;.  But any way back to my story of Bella and her Papa she will go with him any where and I love that.  I also love that she gives them kisses and wants to be with them.  Bella is so lucky to have them and they are lucky to have her.  Bella is truly our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; baby and a gift directly from God.  Thank you lord for giving us Bella and letting us see things threw her eyes and letting us see how we are to love each other and you.  So we had a great visit and a great time to just enjoy each other.  Thanks Mom and Dad for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; to visit us and bring the stuff for us.  I love my Birthday presents I will use them to the best of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abilities&lt;/span&gt;. I love you both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5660486012640352748?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5660486012640352748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5660486012640352748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5660486012640352748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5660486012640352748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-trip.html' title='Day Trip'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7545723029233016537</id><published>2008-06-05T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:31:14.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coloring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGvlLeRYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VkdkHybN-Ck/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGvlLeRYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VkdkHybN-Ck/s320/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Bella has really been into coloring lately.  She has been stealing my pens and pencils and paper so that she can color on them.  So far she know that she can only color on paper.  So we got out her colors that only color on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; paper and she had a blast.  She started out sitting in the middle of the floor and then she got up and took off coloring book and all.  Well we went looking for her and she had gone into the kitchen and was just sitting on the floor in the Kitchen just coloring away.  I guess that she wanted to be alone and not have me and her daddy looking over her shoulder. What can you say I guess she is getting to that age where she wants some privacy.  Bella is doing a really good job at holding the colors and makers right.  I just hope that she will not get the bright idea to color on the walls when she does sneak off with my pens and pencils.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGwE4L2uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/84GpDFS3Z5U/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGwE4L2uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/84GpDFS3Z5U/s320/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGwLsL7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PPsn1ZM0DiI/s1600-h/DSC01572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGwLsL7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PPsn1ZM0DiI/s320/DSC01572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-7545723029233016537?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7545723029233016537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7545723029233016537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7545723029233016537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7545723029233016537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/coloring.html' title='Coloring'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEgGvlLeRYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VkdkHybN-Ck/s72-c/DSC01568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2653363045532869141</id><published>2008-06-04T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:37:36.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Mommy and Brushing Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbl_a_fAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mDwTFCfxmkY/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbl_a_fAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mDwTFCfxmkY/s320/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Playing with Laundry Basket.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbmfJ3JsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GWJdFB05Dy0/s1600-h/DSC01575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbmfJ3JsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GWJdFB05Dy0/s320/DSC01575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brusher&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbmj-lW1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1_q9LfOt_5I/s1600-h/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbmj-lW1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1_q9LfOt_5I/s320/DSC01584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days when you just want to play around and be silly. Well that is what we did today. Bella and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I were&lt;/span&gt; running around the house and playing well I got tired way before she did (Where does all that energy come from?). Anyway I sat down and Bella started playing with the laundry basket. She loves to put the cat in it and then chase the dogs around the house. Well I being the crazy mom that I am put the laundry basket on my head. Bella thought this was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; so she decided to get under it with me. We were just laughing and laughing. While Bella and I were doing this Jerry got up and got the camera and took a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of us. Aren't we silly. Jerry had been wanting to take pictures of just Bella and I because I am always the one with the camera and he and Bella are always in them so this was his chance to get us both. If you are wondering why I am so red well we played out in the sun Sunday for 5 hours and I forgot to put sunblock on my face. Boy am I red. Anyway, We have had good day today just playing and being a family. Poor Jerry is so tired not only did he have to work all day yesterday but he came home from work and then got called back in to work the Midnight shift. Got to love the military you are always on call. We are working with Bella to brush her teeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; like mommy and daddy. She has so much fun, she walked around the house and just brushes her teeth. She has 16 by the way. Bella loves this so much she gets mad when I take the toothbrush away. I hope that she will continue to love to brush her teeth this will help her when she gets older. Everyone have a great rest of the week.&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/4347540289476001564-2653363045532869141?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2653363045532869141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2653363045532869141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2653363045532869141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2653363045532869141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-with-mommy-and-brushing-teeth.html' title='Fun with Mommy and Brushing Teeth'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEdbl_a_fAI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mDwTFCfxmkY/s72-c/DSC01574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5403514388653476937</id><published>2008-06-02T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:44:07.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story</title><content type='html'>Today Bella and I were out paying bills and we went to Sears.  I had Bella on her leash and she was having fun just runny circles around me.  Well a guy walked up behind us and Bella just started talking to him (He looked like Santa Clause).  So her in a few minutes he said hi I am Santa Clause on vacation.  We both just kind of laughed and Bella thought it was so funny she started laughing and talking to him again.   This is just not something that you have people say to you everyday so I thought it was cute.  I know that this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt; story but I thought it was cute and might make someone smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5403514388653476937?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5403514388653476937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5403514388653476937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5403514388653476937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5403514388653476937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-751429328063487809</id><published>2008-05-30T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:55:55.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Popcorn and Shaggy Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEBp2nEm3DI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IcQ8x1Q4CjU/s1600-h/DSC01560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEBp2nEm3DI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IcQ8x1Q4CjU/s320/DSC01560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These days I think that Bella's favorite past time is spending time with her Daddy.   This is because they don't get to spend much time together, Jerry is working  the road on either swings or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mids&lt;/span&gt;.  So this means that the spends most of his days sleeping. (This is so fun for me because I get to try to keep a 19 month old from being loud.)  So when he is up he and Bella spend as much time together as possible.  Here is a picture of her eating popcorn with him.  Do you see how intense both of them are on watching television. They are watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;.  Jerry's favorite show.  I think that it is quickly becoming Bella's favorite also or it is right up there with her praise baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt;.  It is so fun to watch them together.  They play until both of them are so tired.  Of course I play with them to.  So we all have a blast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEBp2nEm3EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/KwvOiag1SiE/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEBp2nEm3EI/AAAAAAAAAFk/KwvOiag1SiE/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here is a cute picture of Bella she is on our Saggy Bag.  What is a Shaggy Bag you might ask.  Well it is kind of like a bean bag but it is made out of foam so it conforms to you body and you can remold it easily.  This is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; in my house.  It is so comfortable.  It is almost as big as my couch.  Jerry and I can both sit on it at the same time and be comfortable.  Bella loves it also.  So in my house it is becoming a fight as to who is going to get on it.  As you can see Bella was saving her spot on it.  When my dad comes to visit you will find him on the Saggy bag a sleep most of the time.  I hope that every one had a great week and will have a great weekend.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-751429328063487809?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/751429328063487809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=751429328063487809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/751429328063487809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/751429328063487809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/eating-popcorn-and-shaggy-bag.html' title='Eating Popcorn and Shaggy Bag'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SEBp2nEm3DI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IcQ8x1Q4CjU/s72-c/DSC01560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-1170251460866393537</id><published>2008-05-29T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:19:39.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Cam and Keri</title><content type='html'>I wanted to wish a Happy 9 year anniversary to Cameron and Keri.  I am so proud of you both.  It is so amazing that it has been 9 years since the Wedding.  Congrats and I hope that you both have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-1170251460866393537?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/1170251460866393537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=1170251460866393537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1170251460866393537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/1170251460866393537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-anniversary-cam-and-keri.html' title='Happy Anniversary Cam and Keri'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6695716039377716369</id><published>2008-05-26T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:49:15.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering A Fallen Soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today we are Celebrating Memorial Day.  To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of you this is just another holiday.  But to others it is a day to reflect on our Soldiers.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Especially &lt;/span&gt;the Fallen one.  Today I woke up expecting that this would be a good day to spend with my daughter and husband and it has.  But this year things have changed for me.  I look at Memorial Day a lot different now.  While my husband was over seas fighting in Iraq he lost a fellow soldier.  Even though I did not know this soldier very well my husband spent lots of time with him.  So it made a big impact on him.  To honor this soldier my husband and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of his fellow soldiers wear a black wrist band on there wrist.  This band makes me think of  this fallen soldier often. Seeing this band use to bother me but today I think I finally understand why he wears it everyday. It is to honor him and let him not forget what this soldier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sacrificed&lt;/span&gt; for others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Well today we went and Jerry and some of his fellow soldiers played baseball just messing around but this place was also the first place that I met Sgt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Munn&lt;/span&gt; and it made a big impression on me. I don't think that I will ever forget his laugh and what he said.  So to all of you who are reading this please pray for our troops today and everyday.  In my opinion we should not just set aside one day to remember the fallen soldiers.  We should remember all the soldiers alive and fallen everyday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6695716039377716369?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6695716039377716369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6695716039377716369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6695716039377716369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6695716039377716369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/remembering-fallen-soldier.html' title='Remembering A Fallen Soldier'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-942602139024596297</id><published>2008-05-20T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:35:39.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up To Fast</title><content type='html'>I have come to the conclusion that Bella is just growing up way to fast. She has gone from sitting in a high chair to sitting in a regular chair. No buster seat at all she completely skipped the buster seat. It is so hard for me to see her as a big girl growing up I want her to be my little baby again, but when I see her sitting in a chair like a big girl eating her food it makes me want to cry. She is also starting to make up her own mind about stuff. Sometimes this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;struggle&lt;/span&gt; with us. I want her to do one thing and she wants to do something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went and bought her new shoes.  The other ones were getting to little and almost worn out.  I did not realize how much her feet had grown until we did this.  She went from a 4 to a 5.  The sales associate measured her foot and said that it was a 4 1/2 but it would be better for us to get a 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is also starting to sing songs that she hears and it is so sweet.  When she was born be bought her a Veggie Tales CD that has her name in it.  She loves it and when we are in the car for a long time this is one of the only things that calms her down.  So we listen to it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot &lt;/span&gt;.  Well now she is starting to sing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; phrases of the songs.  This just makes my heart melt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that all of these things are part of her growing up but to tell you the truth I want her to stop growing so fast. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; of my rantings I hope that everyone has a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-942602139024596297?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/942602139024596297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=942602139024596297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/942602139024596297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/942602139024596297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/growing-up-to-fast.html' title='Growing Up To Fast'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6203568589712698205</id><published>2008-05-18T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:37:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFfdB6doI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uO0TEYGhV18/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFfdB6doI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uO0TEYGhV18/s320/DSC01506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Since Bella has started using a fork she thinks that she has to eat everything with a fork. This is a picture of her eating her PB&amp;amp;J with a fork.  My mom and I got such a big kick out of her because she refused to pick it up and eat it she ate the whole thing with her for ans was very proud of herself.  She is such a mess sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFf9B6dpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/R2k5RLaD2D4/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFf9B6dpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/R2k5RLaD2D4/s320/DSC01515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Also while we were there she got her 1st skinned knee.  She was running around outside with my dad's dog ans she fell down.  The whole funny thing about this was shw was so mad at me for taking her inside to clean it up.  If I would have let her she would have just stayed outside and played even with it bleeding.  What can I say I think my little girl is going to be a tomboy like I use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFgdB6dqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MwyQjlWEdoY/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFgdB6dqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MwyQjlWEdoY/s320/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here are another couple of funny pictures.  My mom is making a book for Bella and she needed a picture of her eating Ice Cream.  So we decided to go to DQ and have blizzards.  She was sharing mine but she did not want to eat from the spoon she wanted to drink it. So like any crazy mother.  I let her Nana feed it to her that way.  She made a big mess of herself but she loves blizzards.  I guess she is like he Papa in that way because he would have one everyday if my mom would let him.  As you can see we had a lot of fun in Bushland as always.  I hope that you all had a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFgtB6drI/AAAAAAAAAFU/twj5Vy0LliI/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFgtB6drI/AAAAAAAAAFU/twj5Vy0LliI/s320/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-6203568589712698205?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6203568589712698205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6203568589712698205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6203568589712698205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6203568589712698205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/picture-update.html' title='Picture update'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SDCFfdB6doI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uO0TEYGhV18/s72-c/DSC01506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5721237545641819688</id><published>2008-05-16T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:47:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Safe and Sound</title><content type='html'>I know that this is a few days late but better late than never.  Bella and I made it home from Bushland just fine.  It was a long 8 hour trip but at least my new van has a DVD player in it so it makes it a little easier on Bella and I.  Jerry was so excited to see his little girl he did not care that she was in a mood.  Her temper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tantrums&lt;/span&gt; are getting better and she has really started to Talk the last few days.  Don't get me wrong she has been saying words for a while and doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jibberous&lt;/span&gt; but now she is starting to put little phrases together.  I am even getting her to say Thank you and your welcome.  I am a little hurt though. She will tell everyone that she loves them but me.  I guess it is just one of those things.  Well things are going good here.  I hope that everyone has had a good week.  I promise to post some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; in the next few days.  I let my camera run down so I have to wait for the battery to charge up.  Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5721237545641819688?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5721237545641819688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5721237545641819688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5721237545641819688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5721237545641819688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-safe-and-sound.html' title='Home Safe and Sound'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6380624786276382168</id><published>2008-05-12T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:41:30.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying an extra Day</title><content type='html'>Well I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be back at Fort Hood by now but I decided to stay and extra day because I was just so tired.  It has been a big weekend for me and I needed one day to rest so that is what I did.  On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I went to an all day scrap.  This was such a fun time for me because for one I got to visit with a few of my friend and my mom, and two I got 22 pages done.  I had never gotten that many pages done at one time so I am so proud of my self.  But because this was all day and I did not get home until 11:30  and I did not sleep very much it really threw me off.  I figured that on Sunday after noon that I would get caught up on some rest well we went to Dumas to visit my Grandmother and so I did not get my nap.  I love visiting with my Grandmother and Grandfather (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nese&lt;/span&gt; and Papa Sam).  So today I put Bella down for her nap around 10:00 and I decided that I would lay down also well we did not get up until 1:30.  So yes I think that we all needed a nap.  But now that I am all rested up I am headed back to Fort Hood tomorrow.  I enjoyed seeing everyone while I was here and the ones that I did not get to see I am sorry and I hope that next time that I am in town that we will get to see each other.  I also hope that everyone had a wonderful Mothers Day and I will post pictures later of my weekend here in Bushland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6380624786276382168?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6380624786276382168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6380624786276382168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6380624786276382168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6380624786276382168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/staying-extra-day.html' title='Staying an extra Day'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9033102023117286775</id><published>2008-05-11T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T07:55:41.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Mothers Day&lt;/span&gt; to everyone.  I hope that your day will be filled with Joy and you will remember what being a Mother is all about.  My wish to each and every mother is to remember the joy that your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; have brought you.  Happy Mothers Day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-9033102023117286775?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9033102023117286775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9033102023117286775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9033102023117286775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9033102023117286775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS DAY'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8686068183821907779</id><published>2008-05-09T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:43:40.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa and Nana's</title><content type='html'>Bella and I are visiting with her Nana and Papa for a few days.  Bella loves them very much and she keeps us all laughing on a daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;basis&lt;/span&gt; while we are here.  For example tonight we were eating dinner.  Nana and I decided that we would get pizza so he cut Bella up a piece and gave it to her she played with it more than ate it so I decided that I would fix her a peanut butter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt; her favorite.  Well she is learning to eat with a fork so she ate her whole peanut butter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt; with a fork.  I took pictures of this and I will post them later.  But it was quite comical to see her eat it that way.  Well then when her Papa got home she of course had to sit in his lap and then she decided to help him eat his pizza. She ate it so good but I guess it is okay when Papa eats it.  What can you say she is just a mess.  I love to see each and everyday what she is going to pick up next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8686068183821907779?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8686068183821907779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8686068183821907779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8686068183821907779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8686068183821907779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/papa-and-nanas.html' title='Papa and Nana&apos;s'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-831619305710855182</id><published>2008-05-08T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:22:32.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with Friends</title><content type='html'>Every time that I come back to town I make sure that I have lunch with my two friends Kari and Carri and there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kiddos&lt;/span&gt;.  This is always lots of fun for me as well as for Bella.  Bella just loves there kids and she has a blast playing with them.  Yesterday was no exception we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; and let the kids play and we got to talk some.  Not as much as I would have liked because I was so worried about Bella on the play yard.  I guess it is just a 1st time mom thing.  But we did have fun.  I even got to see one of my ex-coworkers that I had not seen in a long time.  This was fun for me.  It is just kind of funny for everyone to tell me that Bella is getting so big but I guess that I don't see it because I am with her all of the time.  Any way thanks Kari and Carri for having lunch with me and Bella and I hope that we can do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I come back to town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-831619305710855182?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/831619305710855182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=831619305710855182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/831619305710855182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/831619305710855182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunch-with-friends.html' title='Lunch with Friends'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8539817908658301357</id><published>2008-05-06T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:34:17.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible Two's</title><content type='html'>The terrible two's have come early to my house.  Bella has been showing the signs and now it is in full swing.  I am doing my best to ignore her when she throws herself on the floor and starts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt;.  It seems to be working because her fits are getting shorter and shorter.  She is really testing me and I am working really hard not to yell at her and hang her up by her toes.  If anyone has any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suggestions&lt;/span&gt; please let me know.  This is my first child and I really don't know how to handle this very well.  We are also going to start Potty training in the next few weeks.  That is going to be a new experience for us too.  I guess I am just going to try everything out at once and see what happens.  I hope that everyone is having a great week and will continue to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8539817908658301357?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8539817908658301357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8539817908658301357&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8539817908658301357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8539817908658301357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/terrible-twos.html' title='Terrible Two&apos;s'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7119864575851461266</id><published>2008-05-04T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:47:40.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierd Weekend</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to leave Friday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; and come here to Bushland well that did not work because I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;migraine&lt;/span&gt; and could not drive.  So then the plan was to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning first thing.  Well that did not work either because I decided that I wanted to spend a little bit of time with my husband since he is going to be busy for about 1 1/2 months and we will not get any time together.  So what did we do we Played at the park with Bella and had lots of fun.  I guess sometimes it is good that planes changes.  Because we as a family really needed that. So today I got up and drove the 8 hours that it takes to get here in my new 06 Pontiac Montana.  I know most of you are wondering what I did WE traded in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Darango&lt;/span&gt; for a Mini Van.  The Gas prices were killing us so we decided to trade and get something better.  I hope that that everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; a great weekend and will have an even greater week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7119864575851461266?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7119864575851461266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7119864575851461266&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7119864575851461266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7119864575851461266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/05/wierd-weekend.html' title='Wierd Weekend'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6916815921586961750</id><published>2008-04-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:28:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to type</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SBkOjyt1MsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0zKqIPnW7c8/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SBkOjyt1MsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0zKqIPnW7c8/s320/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Bella has a new favorite hobby.  She is learning to type on the computer.  It seems like she has decided that when ever I get up from the computer she thinks that she has to get in the chair and tries to type on the computer.  I guess she has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; this from when Jerry was in Iraq because I use to let her bang on the key board to talk to her daddy.  I wonder if she is going to be a computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whiz&lt;/span&gt; when she grows up since she is starting so young.  She is quite the mess and sometimes I just don't know what to do with her.  She has also taken a liking to mouses that is the computer mouse.  Jerry has a wireless mouse on his lap top and she keeps taking it and running around the house with it.  I hope everyone is having a great week.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&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/4347540289476001564-6916815921586961750?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6916815921586961750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6916815921586961750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6916815921586961750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6916815921586961750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/learning-to-type.html' title='Learning to type'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SBkOjyt1MsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0zKqIPnW7c8/s72-c/DSC01488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-8592208772712039868</id><published>2008-04-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:45:09.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 month check up</title><content type='html'>Today we had Bella's 18 month check up.  I can't believe that she is 18 months.  Any way she is at 22.11 lbs and is 32 1/4 In long.  she is growing really good I think that she is going to be a tall little girl.  She did really good and only had to have one shot.  Yea I am just glad that it is over and she does not have to go back for any more shots.  She does not even have to go back until she is 4 years old.  Well I hope that every one is doing well and is having a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-8592208772712039868?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/8592208772712039868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=8592208772712039868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8592208772712039868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/8592208772712039868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/18-month-check-up.html' title='18 month check up'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6086657671011550610</id><published>2008-04-23T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:48:22.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SA-8tCt1MqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZDTCZMderXU/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SA-8tCt1MqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZDTCZMderXU/s320/DSC01393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Winnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SA-8tit1MrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uLw4IcUS8Yo/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SA-8tit1MrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uLw4IcUS8Yo/s320/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today started out good but as the afternoon went by it kind of went crazy.  First I went to the doctor.  This is the first time I have seen this doctor and let me tell you I will not be going back but I will find a new doctor.  Most doctors would ask lots of questions and really work you over for the first visit well she did not she just told me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; that she would give me for my diabetes and that we would deal with the rest of my medical problems later.  I think I was in her office for about 5 min.  I guess I am just picky because I have so many medical problems that have to be taken care of with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway I came home so that Jerry could go back to work because he had Bella while I went to the doctor.  He went back to work and Bella and I went for a walk so that I could blow off some steam.  It was a nice walk until we were almost home and this big black dog came running at us.  I was a little concerned at first and then I realized that it was my dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt;.  They had been in the back yard in there fence and someone decided to let them out.  I just saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt; and no Winnie.  So I brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maylee&lt;/span&gt; home and went looking for Winnie.  I was in a panic because Winnie is about 8 years old and does not normally run away from home and since  we have not been her all to long I was worried that she was lost for good.  But I did find her.  She was at the park when I came back to the house.  So I guess all is well now that I have all my kids back home safely.&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/4347540289476001564-6086657671011550610?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6086657671011550610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6086657671011550610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6086657671011550610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6086657671011550610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-afternoon.html' title='Crazy Afternoon'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SA-8tCt1MqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZDTCZMderXU/s72-c/DSC01393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-2268520003728854587</id><published>2008-04-20T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:12:17.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Day Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAuxriPLr_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5w5fmz0Y_v8/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAuxriPLr_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5w5fmz0Y_v8/s320/DSC01476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating with a Fork&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAuxsCPLsAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b4-CcbQdsEY/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAuxsCPLsAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b4-CcbQdsEY/s320/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cameron Park Zoo&lt;/div&gt;This weekend Jerry had a 4 day pass so we decided to go and have some fun as a family.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Normally&lt;/span&gt; we would just stay around here and not do much.  But we decided to go to Waco and take Bella to the Zoo.  I don't know who had more fun.  Bella or Jerry and I.   Bella loved the fish she tried to touch them as they swam by.  She also told all of the the Animals that she saw HI.  This is her favorite word and she tells everyone that she sees HI. We had lots of fun and it was a good learning experience for our Little girl.  We also went to the Dr. Pepper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt; and that was lots of fun.  Another new thing that she is learning is how to eat with a fork.  She wants to do it all by herself and she does not want mommy or daddy to help her.  She is getting to be such a big girl.  My little girl is growing up so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you that are wondering if Jerry and I are going to stay her or go somewhere else.  Well keep wondering because we are still waiting for answers.  Please keep praying that we will hear something soon, and that it will be the best thing for our little family.  I hope everyone had a great weekend and will have a great week.&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/4347540289476001564-2268520003728854587?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/2268520003728854587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=2268520003728854587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2268520003728854587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/2268520003728854587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-day-pass.html' title='4 Day Pass'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAuxriPLr_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5w5fmz0Y_v8/s72-c/DSC01476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-3239573466589121314</id><published>2008-04-15T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:05:17.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAUYi8XvuBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h26eS0c4-xk/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAUYi8XvuBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h26eS0c4-xk/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella's new friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAUYjMXvuCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zQIXf_fO0xI/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAUYjMXvuCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zQIXf_fO0xI/s320/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping on the Trampoline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and I had a great time in Bushland.  It was only a short trip but we did a lot.  Bella is getting more independent so Mommy and Nana bought her a new friend that she wears on her back and Mommy holds the tale so that she does not get to far away.  She loves it.  Now she can walk and she does not have to be held all of the time because she just does not like to be held any more.  That makes me so sad because I want her to still be my little baby but she is getting to be a big girl.  While in Bushland we got to have Dinner with Cameron, Keri, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt;, Cannon, Mason, Nana and Papa  this was so much fun and I really  enjoyed being with family.  Bella and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gracelyn&lt;/span&gt; jumped on the trampoline. they had so much fun and it was fun to watch. We even got to have dinner with Grandma this is a treat because we don't see get to do this very often and it was nice just the three of us.  I am so glad that I got to visit with a lot of my friends and I even got to have lunch with a few of them.  We also went to Dumas and visited with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nese&lt;/span&gt; and Papa Sam .  This was a joy for all of us Bella just entrained all of us and even took a piano lesson from Papa Sam.  I did not get a picture of that but I will remember it forever.  Thanks everyone for making our trip home so good.  I hope that everyone is doing good and having a great week.&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/4347540289476001564-3239573466589121314?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/3239573466589121314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=3239573466589121314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3239573466589121314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/3239573466589121314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/bellas-new-friend-jumping-on-trampoline.html' title=''/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SAUYi8XvuBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h26eS0c4-xk/s72-c/DSC01441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-149029958500722380</id><published>2008-04-07T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:52:50.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>The thing that I miss most about living so far away from my family is getting to spend time with them.  This is hard for me because I come from one of those families that spend lots of time together. When I was younger I thought that it was a drag but as I have grown up I have learned to love it.  I had a blast tonight spending time with my Mom, Dad, Sister-in-law, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and nephews, my brother and my daughter.  We got to talk and watch the kids play and I think that is my favorite part is watching the kids play it puts a big smile on my face.  I hate that we have to live so far away and that I can't see my family as much as I like.  It is funny how you can take things for granted.  Like I lived with my parents for 15 months while my husband was gone and I was so ready to be back in my own house with my own things and now I miss being around my family.  I guess I am a little strange but to me family and friends are everything.  So to my family and friends I love you all and I know that I don't tell you all very much but I love you and I am so happy that you are apart of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-149029958500722380?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/149029958500722380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=149029958500722380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/149029958500722380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/149029958500722380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-9052025418829770851</id><published>2008-04-06T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:43:33.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Bushland Again</title><content type='html'>Well Bella and I decided to make a long trip today.  We drove the whole 9 hours that it takes to get from Fort Hood to Bushland.  I am so happy to be home or at my parents home.  I don't really have a home just a place that I live in unitl the Army decided that we need to move to another area.  Any way I am hope unit Thursday and then I have to go back to be with my husband.  I know that it would be hard leaving all of my friends and family here in Amarillo but it is really hitting me when I am at Fort Hood and have no friends what so every except for my husbands friends.  So while I am here I am going to try to catch up on all of the latest stuff that has been going on and hoping that will last me until I can come down again.  So to all my fiends that are here please get in touch with me I would love to do something with all of you.  Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-9052025418829770851?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/9052025418829770851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=9052025418829770851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9052025418829770851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/9052025418829770851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-in-bushland-again.html' title='Back In Bushland Again'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-6214669616043495262</id><published>2008-04-03T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:46:59.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 more years to go</title><content type='html'>Well it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; Jerry has been in the Army for 11 years today.  In some ways it has gone by fast but in other ways it has just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dragged&lt;/span&gt; by.  We have had an adventure being in the Army.  In the past 11 years we have seen 5 deployments each being longer than the last, moved 7 times, and lived in another country.  Jerry has gotten to see a lot more of countries than I have but I can say life has been interesting.  So Jerry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;con grates&lt;/span&gt; you only have 9 more years to go until retirement.  So hang in there and I will be with you every step of the way.  I love you babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-6214669616043495262?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/6214669616043495262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=6214669616043495262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6214669616043495262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/6214669616043495262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/9-more-years-to-go.html' title='9 more years to go'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-7050338566963467838</id><published>2008-04-02T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:15:37.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella</title><content type='html'>Bella is a big part of my life. She makes me laugh and shows me everyday what God can do for us if you just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in him. As I am writing this blog she is in her room she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; a nap but she is in there just laughing and playing. I don't know what she is laughing at because I don't want to look in on her because then she really won't go to sleep she will just scream to get out. She is such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; to me and my family. For you that don't know the story of Bella here it is and for those who have head it a million times here it is again. Jerry and I had wanted a child for many years but it just never happened. With the way he was always gone and my infertility problems it was just not happening. So we decided to adopt we always wanted to adopt either our first child or all of them we did not care we just wanted to have children. So we started taking the classes and doing all the stuff so that we could adopt threw CPS. This was our first step. Well after almost a year we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got the paper that said you can now try to adopt. This was on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. I was so excited and called everyone to tell them. Well the next day I had to take my Monthly PG test so I took it and thought it did not work right I was not really thinking because it was 5:00 in the morning. Well when I got up at 7:00 I decided to take another look at it and there were 2 lines. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; jumped into bed and woke my husband up and told him to look at it and tell me what he saw because I could not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that is what I was seeing. He said ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; 2 lines what does that mean. I said I think I am Pregnant. So we got up got dressed and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mart got another test and came home and it was positive also. So we decided to wait and tell my parents and his parents in person but it just did not work that way. I went to the doctor because I was having lots of pain and my blood sugar was acting up. So they put me in the hospital and my parents came down because we would not tell them why my blood sugar was up until they got here. So my parents heard it in a hospital room why everyone else got phone calls. Bella really should not have come out as health as she was because when my blood sugar was so hi was the time when her brain and that kind of stuff was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;developing&lt;/span&gt;. But I now I have a healthy little girl that is spoiled. So this is a proven fact that if you pray long enough and don't give up hope God will give you his answer in his own time and not in yours and the answer will be perfect. I hope that everyone is having a great week. Bella is screaming at me now to get her up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-7050338566963467838?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/7050338566963467838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=7050338566963467838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7050338566963467838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/7050338566963467838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/bella.html' title='Bella'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4347540289476001564.post-5746244523950270165</id><published>2008-04-01T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:39:01.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>Today has been just another day in Military life.  Jerry has been going to classes for the last two weeks and is scheduled to go to 2 more we knew when one was going to be but were waiting to find out when the other was going to be.  Well today they called Jerry into the office and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; that is not a good thing.  But they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; told him when the other class in MO was going to be yea at least we can plan on things now.  It is so hard to be a military family because you kind of have to fly by the seat of your pants sometimes.  I don't like to fly my the seat of my pants so when I do get information I am so excited.  I know I am just kind of crazy but that is me.  Bella is driving me crazy right now she is cutting teeth again so of course there is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;napping&lt;/span&gt; and lots of being fussy.  But what can you say she is a typical 17 month old.  Can you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is 17 months old it is hard for me to remember a time with out her in my life.  We prayed and Prayed for a child and in Gods own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;timing&lt;/span&gt; he gave us the perfect child for our family.  She just makes me smile all the time.  Like to day Jerry came home from work and she just started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squealing&lt;/span&gt; and saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dada&lt;/span&gt;.  She does this to anyone that she has not seen for a while but it is just so funny to watch because she just gets so excited about it.  You can ask her Nana and Papa about that we met them in Wichita Falls a few weeks ago and she did the same things to them.  I just feel left out sometimes because she does not do that to me but I am never away from her very much.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; about all of that I hope that everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; week and will continue to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4347540289476001564-5746244523950270165?l=proudmpwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/feeds/5746244523950270165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4347540289476001564&amp;postID=5746244523950270165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5746244523950270165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4347540289476001564/posts/default/5746244523950270165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proudmpwife.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Kassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07035802054298102835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Soo9lD9B9LI/SNnLzR0Yj1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/wIH3FZvNiMU/S220/DSC01639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
