<?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-8681043673026217303</id><updated>2012-01-18T12:11:05.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McKeachnie</title><subtitle type='html'>Cody ~ Cara ~ Easton</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7451252846796735859</id><published>2012-01-18T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:11:05.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time...</title><content type='html'>It has been a very long time since I have blogged... Having 2 kids keeps me very busy and running around crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Graycin&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is getting to be so big and so much fun... She will be 5 months on the 30th, I cannot believe how fast the time is going. She will roll over from belly to back but that is all, she is sorda sitting up by herself. It won't be long before she's sitting up by herself completely! She visits and smiles so much, at &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt;. She's been so funny lately, she spits little bubbls all the time, her little lips look so cute when she does it.&lt;br /&gt;At her 4 month check up she got her shots and it was so sad, she weighed 13 lbs and I believe was 24 inches long. They say she is in the 20% for weight and 95% in height. She is taking after her big brother!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Easton&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is so full of everything! He is such a character and makes me laugh and wanna scream all day! His new thing is, if he wants something or wants you to do something he'll say 'it'd be fun' and shake his head at the same time. I give in almost everytime!! He also had a check up a few weeks ago, his 2 year check up. He was 28 lbs and 38 inches long. Watching him get his shots was sadder than Graycin, I felt so bad for him!! He loves to sing songs all day, his favorite song is Santa Clause is coming to town, and he don't want to do that, don't do that! haha. He could live at his grandma's house if I'd let him. He also loves his sissy so much, he gives her kisses all the time and is always over helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my babies so much... being a mommy is the greatest thing ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;More to come if I remember!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7451252846796735859?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7451252846796735859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7451252846796735859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7451252846796735859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7451252846796735859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2012/01/long-time.html' title='Long time...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1137506578436487941</id><published>2011-12-02T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:27:01.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My baby girl turned 3 months old Wednesday. I cannot believe how big she is getting!! She is starting to smile so much and loves her &lt;i&gt;mommy&lt;/i&gt;... That makes me so happy, because I am not Easton's favorite person lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJmD5zYzsUQ/TtkjKwifVWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zyTn8RvBJhw/s1600/_MG_9410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJmD5zYzsUQ/TtkjKwifVWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zyTn8RvBJhw/s320/_MG_9410.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYe-X3XqM1A/TtkjexrXWkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/we9ksg_9Q9g/s1600/_MG_9406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYe-X3XqM1A/TtkjexrXWkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/we9ksg_9Q9g/s320/_MG_9406.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtxKClsihZk/TtkjyqVhAtI/AAAAAAAAAc8/e6GMT05Mqlw/s1600/_MG_9405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtxKClsihZk/TtkjyqVhAtI/AAAAAAAAAc8/e6GMT05Mqlw/s320/_MG_9405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUWsMbnQ6nY/TtkkHP2m8-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/icd8bC7jt-Q/s1600/_MG_9404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUWsMbnQ6nY/TtkkHP2m8-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/icd8bC7jt-Q/s320/_MG_9404.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmBOnwJoYxI/TtkkbNAV6PI/AAAAAAAAAdM/28L4Tp3D8IA/s1600/_MG_9402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmBOnwJoYxI/TtkkbNAV6PI/AAAAAAAAAdM/28L4Tp3D8IA/s320/_MG_9402.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-a6mYNid00/TtkksBS6wAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/81JXbJXBCIg/s1600/_MG_9399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e-a6mYNid00/TtkksBS6wAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/81JXbJXBCIg/s320/_MG_9399.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twTE6w2QEc0/Ttkk6mqAwYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/MxtzkOREHEI/s1600/_MG_9398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twTE6w2QEc0/Ttkk6mqAwYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/MxtzkOREHEI/s320/_MG_9398.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day Easton was standing on his potty and singing, we asked him to sing us a song. He was just making noises and then he sang "&lt;i&gt;good singer&lt;/i&gt;". It was so dang cute, me and Cody started laughing so hard! He then thought he was awesome so that's what he sings all the time. He is almost completely potty trained and I am so freaking relieved. He still poops in the potty but I've gone a week with NO accidents. Ahhh ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1137506578436487941?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1137506578436487941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1137506578436487941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1137506578436487941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1137506578436487941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-baby-girl-turned-3-months-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJmD5zYzsUQ/TtkjKwifVWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zyTn8RvBJhw/s72-c/_MG_9410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-829689311210889794</id><published>2011-11-12T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T06:22:30.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh YA!!!</title><content type='html'>Graycin slept all night long last night!!! Oh ya!!! I am so freaking excited... Hopefully she keeps this up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her to pieces!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-829689311210889794?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/829689311210889794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=829689311210889794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/829689311210889794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/829689311210889794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-ya.html' title='Oh YA!!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5116164844206841178</id><published>2011-11-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T11:13:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qK5N_e13Ss/TrLZgl3vqNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kXY-HdG-JIw/s1600/IMG_7723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qK5N_e13Ss/TrLZgl3vqNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kXY-HdG-JIw/s320/IMG_7723.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Sunday my baby girl turned 2 months old, OMG!!! I've said this a million times BUT &lt;i&gt;time flies by&lt;/i&gt;!!! Graycin has been an amazing blessing to our family, she has made our little family complete! She is getting to be so much fun and is cuter every single day!!! &amp;nbsp;Monday I had to take her to her 2 month check up all by myself. She weighs 10 lbs and is 23 inches long, 78% for height 22% for weight and 60% in head. The doctor said that she is perfect, which I already knew that! She is smiling and starting to coo at me, which I love. So I just sit and visit with her all day long. She is in 0-3 month clothes and a size 1 diaper, I'm sad that she's growing so fast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5116164844206841178?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5116164844206841178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5116164844206841178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5116164844206841178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5116164844206841178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-sunday-my-baby-girl-turned-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qK5N_e13Ss/TrLZgl3vqNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kXY-HdG-JIw/s72-c/IMG_7723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3961811131052788637</id><published>2011-10-09T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:15:24.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graycin's blessing</title><content type='html'>We had Graycin blessed today. Cody did an &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;job, he has such an amazing spirit and a strong testimony for the church. You couldn't tell that he was nervous and that it was his first blessing! I am so grateful that he is worthy and able to bless our beautiful little girl. We had an amazing turn out for the blessing, I am so grateful for our family. Brad Reynolds a person very close to us was there and was able to stand in the circle. Cody coached him in baseball and they have become very close friends, he is who got Cody to get back into church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T06ipG-5rb8/TpIamP2hRsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LBfIl2QUCoI/s1600/_MG_4928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T06ipG-5rb8/TpIamP2hRsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LBfIl2QUCoI/s320/_MG_4928.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRXVyFaRf_g/TpIa0hp-CaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gKSXoU9U7M4/s1600/_MG_4929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRXVyFaRf_g/TpIa0hp-CaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gKSXoU9U7M4/s320/_MG_4929.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEiVn_Qs0kA/TpIbEyHdsdI/AAAAAAAAAa0/03v8in0e5MY/s1600/_MG_4932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEiVn_Qs0kA/TpIbEyHdsdI/AAAAAAAAAa0/03v8in0e5MY/s320/_MG_4932.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDybDjFNzww/TpIbTxTHO-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/tA_U6uBLo8Q/s1600/_MG_4937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDybDjFNzww/TpIbTxTHO-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/tA_U6uBLo8Q/s320/_MG_4937.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6i1N2PdjKs/TpIbjBPXsxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j6r496VPkxQ/s1600/_MG_4943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6i1N2PdjKs/TpIbjBPXsxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j6r496VPkxQ/s320/_MG_4943.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OYcgsxOZV8/TpIbykjTwdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RqOucj2gGkg/s1600/_MG_4945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OYcgsxOZV8/TpIbykjTwdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/RqOucj2gGkg/s320/_MG_4945.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RU3J2tdLJis/TpIcCTuLqlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/OFQ858BaNEE/s1600/_MG_4949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RU3J2tdLJis/TpIcCTuLqlI/AAAAAAAAAbE/OFQ858BaNEE/s320/_MG_4949.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3961811131052788637?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3961811131052788637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3961811131052788637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3961811131052788637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3961811131052788637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/10/graycins-blessing.html' title='Graycin&apos;s blessing'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T06ipG-5rb8/TpIamP2hRsI/AAAAAAAAAas/LBfIl2QUCoI/s72-c/_MG_4928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8756770029333897712</id><published>2011-10-04T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:37:30.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy - Busy life!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how crazy and busy our lives are... I feel like we never get to sit down and enjoy each other, especially our two growing children. &amp;nbsp;I have decided that since life goes by so fast and everything slips right past us, I am going to slow down &lt;i&gt;A LOT&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enjoy our &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The cute things my son does...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - holds his arms out and say "&lt;i&gt;hold you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - pats his stomach and says "&lt;i&gt;come here&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - he'll throw his hands in the air and say "&lt;i&gt;touch down&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - instead of him saying "&lt;i&gt;i want&lt;/i&gt;" he says "&lt;i&gt;yant" &lt;/i&gt;he mixes it all together. Debbie tried getting him to say I &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;WANT, she'd say &lt;i&gt;Easton, say I --- Want, &lt;/i&gt;instead of saying it he'd say &lt;i&gt;I -- pad, &lt;/i&gt;and just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - I put his camouflage shirt on a few days ago, he looked at me pointed at his shirt and said "&lt;i&gt;mom, go hunt deer?&lt;/i&gt;" I said No, he then said "&lt;i&gt;ya, mom&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Graycin Lu...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - She turned 1 month old on the 30th... Talk about time moving &lt;i&gt;FAST&lt;/i&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - A week from last Sunday we moved her out of our room, she wasn't sleeping very good so I figured I'd move her out to see if that would work. It helped out a little which was way nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Her newborn clothes are starting to be too small, which is really sad. 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I'm not ready for her to grow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8756770029333897712?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8756770029333897712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8756770029333897712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8756770029333897712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8756770029333897712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/10/crazy-busy-life.html' title='Crazy - Busy life!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ybEnqwbm7HU/ToslpES6ouI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-UEbeYONxsQ/s72-c/_MG_3553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3773961878389579895</id><published>2011-09-22T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:39:50.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update</title><content type='html'>Graycin turned 3 weeks this last Tuesday. I can't believe how fast time is flying. She is awake during the day a lot more, but is still getting up a lot at night. If she wasn't so damn cute I think I might go crazy. She still drinks 2 ounces, sometimes 3 just depends on how hungry she is. A few of her newborn clothes are starting to get too small, which is sad I don't want her to grow. This weekend she gets to meet her Aunt Christy, Aunt Lorra, Uncle Bryan, cousins KieLynn and Keston for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton still loves her and has to hold and kiss her all day long. He is SUPER wild all day long, and just makes me laugh all the time. Debbie came over the other day, he told her to sit on the ground, grabbed a ball and said grandma play ball game. They tossed the ball back and forth for awhile. He loves to make animals noises, especially a mean bear, a baby bear, a mean snake and a monkey. He gets so into it, it's funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pictures to come, my external hard drive crashed. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3773961878389579895?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3773961878389579895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3773961878389579895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3773961878389579895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3773961878389579895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-update.html' title='A little update'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5778001416161994328</id><published>2011-09-06T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:02:22.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG brother update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I &lt;i&gt;cannot&lt;/i&gt; believe my baby boy is a &lt;i&gt;BIG &lt;/i&gt;brother!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He loves his sister so much. Right after she was born he came into the room and asked Cody if he could pet her. So funny! Cody use to do the same thing when his sister was a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Our first night home I was up with Graycin and he came out of his room at like 2:00 a.m. He was so worried about his sister. He wants to hold her all day. Sometimes he is a little rough with her, and it gives me a heart attack! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Easton is past the point of learning to talk and saying a few words, to carrying a conversation with us and saying every word. He even uses words in the right way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He is doing the funniest things lately, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; also the naughtiest things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tangled is his favorite movie, he loves the horse and laughs so hard at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Grandma is his most favorite person, I swear he has kicked me out of his life. He could live up at grandma and grandpa's house. He loves their swimming pool, and is not afraid of the water at all. He jumps off the diving board and goes down the slide. It's really hard for Cody, cuz he has to hang on to the diving board to catch him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He pretends he is a dog sometimes, he'll crawl around and I have to pet him. He is at the stage where everything is "I DO IT" and he will &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; let up. Especially with his car seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Easton just pulled his sister off the couch. I looked away for 2 seconds and he tried holding her. She started crying and then he cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More....to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5778001416161994328?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5778001416161994328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5778001416161994328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5778001416161994328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5778001416161994328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-brother-update.html' title='BIG brother update...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6908029938947798698</id><published>2011-09-02T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:38:10.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graycin Lu McKeachnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXwA6jy7Eg/TmETypaWE3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pxVpZc1fSYY/s1600/IMG_3186.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXwA6jy7Eg/TmETypaWE3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pxVpZc1fSYY/s320/IMG_3186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647817168530051954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SHE'S HERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My beautiful princess is finally here. I have waited a long 9 months for her to arrive, and now she's here and she's &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; than perfect!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here is a detail of my labor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Monday morning at around 2:00 a.m. I started feeling contractions, I decided to time them and see how far apart they were. Around 4:00 the contractions were 2-3 minutes apart and about 50 seconds long; I woke Cody up and told him I thought it was time that we head to the hospital. I had to wake him up a couple of times and force him out the door.  We got to the hospital, they hooked me up to all the monitors and started watching my contractions. I was dilated to a 3 and looked like I was progressing pretty good, &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; all of a sudden at 9:00 a.m. I couldn't feel the contractions, it seemed as if they completely stopped. The nurse came in a little after 9:00 and said I could go home if I wanted. I didn't want to leave, but I decided it was best to go and rest and be comfortable! When we left the hospital, i told mom and Cody that we were walking to Betty's to eat breakfast. Then later that evening I took my mom for a walk, I told her we were going to have this baby! I was super bummed all day because my contractions were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At 2:00 a.m. &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; my contractions started to pick up a little, I thought I would watch and time them for a bit and see. At 5:00 they weren't really any stronger or close together, but I decided I would wake my mom and Cody up to go to the hospital again. I didn't think they were good enough contractions to keep me at the hospital. When they hooked me up and checked me I was at a 4; but the contractions weren't strong. The nurse decided to keep me for a few hours and see if I was progressing at all. At around 9:00 &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; the contractions had stopped&lt;i&gt; completely&lt;/i&gt;. Well at least I thought- cuz I couldn't feel any of the contractions. When the nurse came in I was super nervous that nothing worked and they would send me home. The nurse checked me, and I was dilated to a 6. I was completely shocked because I wasn't feeling contractions. She called Dr. Lewis to see what he wanted to do, he told her to put me on Pitocin and get this labor going. I was excited and nervous, I'd heard that pitocin made labor rough. I never felt my contractions for a few hours, I started to feel a few contractions at like 1:00 p.m. but nothing really. Dr Lewis came in and broke my water and then they gave me my epidural. It took about 30 minutes for her to get the epidural in, she had a hard time getting it in and had to do it in 2 different spots. She finally got the epidural in and the contractions started to get tougher and closer together; the weird things was that i could still feel the contractions, a lot stronger on my right side! I told the nurses that I could feel the contractions and that they were getting a lot stronger, they decided to pull the catheter out a little to see if that'd help. We waited a few minutes but nothing worked. They asked if I wanted to pull out the epidural and re-do it completely. The contractions were so strong that I couldn't handle it, so I decided I would love for it to be re-done. she went and got her tray and all of her stuff to fix my epidural, by the time she got into my room my contractions were so strong and I could feel as if my baby was coming. I was just screaming and crying all at the same time, I swear there wasn't a break between contractions. It was so dang hard to sit still while she was running a needle up my spine. All of a sudden I knew my baby was coming, I started to cry and scream that my baby was coming. My nurse wasn't very sure, because I was only at a 6 not very long ago. as I was sitting up and they were doing my epidural she checked to see, and she looked so shocked and shouted get the needle out this baby is seriously coming. They yanked the needle out, slammed me down on the bed and started getting all the things ready. They called Dr Lewis and told him it was time the baby was coming, he said alright I'll head down in just a second. The nurse yelled and said &lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt;, this baby is coming &lt;i&gt;now!!!&lt;/i&gt; He ran down to my room, got ready and then 3 pushes later my baby was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was the most horrible pain I have ever been through, but it was an experience I was glad I got to experience. When they laid me down I started to cry harder because I was nervous I would have to feel that pain for an hour or so and I didn't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was very lucky, I had amazing nurses and an amazing doctor. I can't believe my baby is here and that we're home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Graycin Lu McKeachnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;7.2 lbs 19 3/4 inchhes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;August 30, 2011 2:08 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6908029938947798698?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6908029938947798698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6908029938947798698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6908029938947798698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6908029938947798698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/09/graycin-lu-mckeachnie.html' title='Graycin Lu McKeachnie'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jXwA6jy7Eg/TmETypaWE3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/pxVpZc1fSYY/s72-c/IMG_3186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5706342943501213662</id><published>2011-08-05T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:54:25.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many New Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLApoc-inNo/TjxYI4Ii8OI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EBA-jghrQtg/s1600/289166_173305719407616_100001845666337_410054_7461_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLApoc-inNo/TjxYI4Ii8OI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EBA-jghrQtg/s320/289166_173305719407616_100001845666337_410054_7461_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637477743091445986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are a lot of things that need updated. So here it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now 24, I am very excited to be that old. hee hee! I did have a dream last night I was 29, so I'd rather be 24 then 29!!! My birthday was just a few days ago and was the &lt;i&gt;BEST&lt;/i&gt; birthday I could ever ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-temple-birthday-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Cody and my &lt;i&gt;beautiful &lt;/i&gt;baby boy were sealed in the Vernal temple for all time and eternity!!! It has been the best day for me and the best birthday pr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esent ever!! I wasn't nervous at all, I was just ready to be sealed with my husband. When I called my mom and informed her we were planning on going through the temple and that I wanted her to be there for when we got out. She sat there super quiet for a few seconds and then said "you want me to go sit outside for hours just waiting?" I just said no you dork, I'll let you know what time we'll get done and be out and I want you there for when I get out! She wasn't too sure at first, but she knew how important it was to be there for me. Even though she couldn't go in with me, she was there and supported me. I truly love my mom and am so grateful to have her in my life!!! The feelings I felt in the temple are indescribable but so amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-birthday party-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 14th was my Grandpa Lunk's 80th birthday. He is one of the neatest guys on this earth, so many people can agree with me! We all planned a "surprise" birthday party for him, well it was suppose to be a surprise but my "talk a lot" niece kept telling grand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pa about all the people coming for breakfast on that day. He finally asked mom, are you guys having a party for me? My grandpa has M.S. and is going down hill very fast, there's not very many nights where he can get in his own bed by himself. He has forgotten a lot of things and is goofy a lot, but that day he was the happiest and most alert we've seen him in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We invited all the people in McKinnon and our families too. It turned into a birthday party/family reunion. My moms side of the family are all characters, and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t's usually NEVER dull when we're all together! I of course was and still am a giant whale 'pregnant' so I didn't get to go out and do much but I sure had a great time and enjoyed every minute with my family! This was the first time Cody met everyone, and I did warn him that they're all crazy but great!! Not a lot was planned just some visiting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During that weekend of our family reunion was also my 5 year class reunion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can't believe it's been 5 years, I look back at what I wanted in life and what I do have and realize what great things I have and didn't know that I could have. Our class was small but a good size for Manila. 18 kids graduated and yes I can name them all. lol! There was only 5 of us who showed up, but it was still fun to visit for a bit!! I miss high school, it was some of my funnest times and I have many great memories!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tV-ifY16LLQ/TjxYI3A3ulI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kxl-ZYeFf_w/s320/289055_173304892741032_100001845666337_410053_6959113_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637477742790818386" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmLC0bLQ_VI/TjxYIuigtuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QXBuH9scAF0/s320/289055_173304889407699_100001845666337_410052_5982883_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637477740515997410" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5706342943501213662?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5706342943501213662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5706342943501213662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5706342943501213662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5706342943501213662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/08/many-new-things.html' title='Many New Things...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLApoc-inNo/TjxYI4Ii8OI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EBA-jghrQtg/s72-c/289166_173305719407616_100001845666337_410054_7461_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2969063474210832234</id><published>2011-07-06T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T05:27:19.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves his grandma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last night after softball was over we headed up to Cody's parents house to get Easton. When we get up there he was running wild on the bed. We sat and visited with Debbie for a minute, then asked Easton if he was ready to go home. He immediately laid down on the bed, pulled the blankets over him and pretended to be asleep. He was snoring really loud. It was the cutest/funniest thing I have ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wasn't too happy when we made him leave!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2969063474210832234?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2969063474210832234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2969063474210832234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2969063474210832234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2969063474210832234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/07/he-loves-his-grandma.html' title='He loves his grandma...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7750999630381307139</id><published>2011-06-15T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T16:07:15.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training...</title><content type='html'>I started potty training Easton yesterday... I'm not sure if I'm crazy or CRAZY. He has shown signs that he would like to go potty, so I decided when he turns 18 months I was going to start. it is starting out very slow and rough. I really hope I have the patience for this!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning he peed in the potty for the 1st time, lets hope it only gets better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7750999630381307139?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7750999630381307139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7750999630381307139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7750999630381307139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7750999630381307139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/06/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3735393216474536049</id><published>2011-04-28T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:12:26.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easton had a &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;VERY&lt;/i&gt; good Easter. I've been shopping since January, just because money runs tight and I wanted to make sure we got him at least a &lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; things... Well he got way more then just a &lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; things. He got a four wheeler that goes 2 miles an hour, the lights even work; he got a cute little cars couch, a swimming suit, some flip flops, and a bunch of clothes... The couch was covered in all his stuff! I of course bought Graycin some Easter gifts, we found out the Thursday before Easter and I had to hurry and run to Walmart and go shopping. lol!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hadn't told any of our families yet, we wanted it to be a surprise! My family was worse than Cody's, I sent them a card and they refused to wait until Sunday to open them... I had the gift sitting on the couch and I wrapped the ultra sound and tied pink ribbon around it, I then tied it to a bag of candy and gave it to Mike and Debbie when they came down for Easter breakfast. When Debbie opened it and read it she got so excited, and was saying are you serious? oh my gosh! It was so funny and cute. Then good ole Mike looked all confused and said, what? what is going on? I can't read what it says... HAHA I started laughing so hard at him! Debbie laughed and said they're having a girl! He then got really excited... Oh the joys of getting old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easton doesn't get off his four wheeler, and he loves playing with his plastic eggs all the time. He's pretty upset that he's eaten all the candy out of them tho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a few about Easton:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; can count to &lt;i&gt;THREE&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He &lt;/i&gt;says basketball &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; baseball,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He &lt;/i&gt;is very &lt;i&gt;bossy&lt;/i&gt; and knows that if I say no, to go ask &lt;i&gt;grandma&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; can say Easton,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; is still obsessed with his dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3735393216474536049?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3735393216474536049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3735393216474536049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3735393216474536049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3735393216474536049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/04/new.html' title='New...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2566133833538422808</id><published>2011-04-25T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:07:39.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I caved!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, I caved!! I totally gave in and we found out the gender of the baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We are having a &lt;b&gt;GIRL!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am so completely &lt;i&gt;nervous&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;excited!!!&lt;/i&gt; I totally thought it was going to be another boy, so when she said it was a girl I was a little shocked. I only know how to raise one little crazy, wild and ALL boy!!! It will be quite the change to raise a little girl and to make her look cute! I do have a name picked out, we are going to name her &lt;i&gt;Graycin Lu&lt;/i&gt; after my sister-in-law Mindy Lu. Cody's mom asked where I got Graycin from and I said I just love the name. So we found out Sunday evening that Cody has a great grandma named Grace. "kind of neat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now to prepare for another baby. I can't believe I've forgotten how to raise another baby, and it's only been 16 months!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2566133833538422808?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2566133833538422808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2566133833538422808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2566133833538422808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2566133833538422808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-caved.html' title='I caved!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4644354727451164273</id><published>2011-03-30T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:23:35.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair pulling contest</title><content type='html'>Me and Easton my &lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;adorable son &lt;/i&gt;have been in a &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;hair pulling contest! &lt;/i&gt;He thinks he's really funny and that it's fun to pull my hair, he's usually not being mean but I needed him to know that when he pulls hair it hurts and it's naughty. So, after telling him it's naughty and &lt;i&gt;no-no&lt;/i&gt; MANY times I thought of an idea that would stop him from pulling hair. When he climbed up onto the couch and started pulling my hair, so when I told him no and he didn't stop I decided to pull his hair back. Instead of stopping he just started pulling my hair harder, me thinking I was super smart I pulled his hair really hard so that it would hurt, he didn't stop instead he just laughed and kept pulling. There we were an &lt;i&gt;adult&lt;/i&gt; and a &lt;i&gt;child&lt;/i&gt; pulling each others hair! I started laughing and had to stop, I thought my idea would make him realize it hurts and then he would stop but he didn't he just laughed and then pulled his own hair!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have one hard headed child! He also drew on my walls with sidewalk chalk, but luckily it came off easily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new words he's saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- baseball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think of the others, he repeats everything we say and if he can't say it his face is so funny when he tries to repeat it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4644354727451164273?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4644354727451164273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4644354727451164273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4644354727451164273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4644354727451164273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-pulling-contest.html' title='Hair pulling contest'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2470261220462315827</id><published>2011-03-10T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:14:52.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in trouble... or NOT</title><content type='html'>So lately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; has been &lt;em&gt;naughty&lt;/em&gt;... He's still a good kid but he just does naughty things a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He gets into the fish tank  A LOT and he &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; he is not suppose to. When me or Cody get after him and tell him to get down, he'll either ignore us or look at us say "down, and shake his head yes" but he turns around and gets right back into the fish tank. We'll then tell him, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;, if you don't get down mommy or daddy is going to spank your bum".&lt;/em&gt;  He of course right then spanks his own bum. We always start laughing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; and then he starts to laugh too!&lt;br /&gt;- Lately he's been getting into his, pulling ALL of his clothes out on the floor and then walking away.&lt;br /&gt;- He's been stealing toys and other things away from other kids, walking away and then just setting it down and moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get after him, I spank his bum or his hand. Since, he's been spanking his own bum when he knows he's doing something wrong I'm trying to decide what will be my next approach to discipline him. I've started getting down to his level and telling him what he's doing is naughty and he can't do that anymore, and when I'm in the middle of my talk with him he leans over and gives me a kiss. I start laughing and kiss him back every time. I don't know how to discipline my little boy when he makes me laugh all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love him so much....Moms if you have any ideas on disciplining your kids please give me some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2470261220462315827?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2470261220462315827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2470261220462315827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2470261220462315827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2470261220462315827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-trouble-or-not.html' title='in trouble... or NOT'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5914352579350634121</id><published>2011-03-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:55:26.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;FUNNY STORY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I was doing dishes, I pulled a chair up so Easton could help me. I tried getting Cody's attention for about 5 minutes. I kept holloring "&lt;em&gt;babe, babe, babe"!&lt;/em&gt;  I wanted Cody to come and get a picture of us doing dishes together. Well, of course, Cody wasn't paying attention so I had to hollor for a few more minutes. Easton, then turned around and hollared "&lt;em&gt;BABE". &lt;/em&gt;It was the funniest thing ever. I laughed so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5914352579350634121?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5914352579350634121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5914352579350634121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5914352579350634121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5914352579350634121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/03/babe.html' title='BABE...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6754734850534938668</id><published>2011-03-03T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T08:35:14.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions...decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am having a difficult time deciding whether I want to find out what the baby is &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;not.  I really want to keep it a surprise, I think it'd be fun to find out when I have the baby, &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; Cody really wants to find out and start shopping. "&lt;em&gt;he is worse than a girl"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need all of your help on this decision... Hopefully you all vote my way ;) ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me know whether I should find out the baby in a month or if I should keep it a secret and wait until we have the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahhh, i'm going CRAZY!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6754734850534938668?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6754734850534938668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6754734850534938668' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6754734850534938668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6754734850534938668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/03/decisionsdecisions.html' title='decisions...decisions...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5106896175150155055</id><published>2011-03-01T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T11:49:28.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check up time</title><content type='html'>I had my 2nd appointment today with my new doctor. I was very nervous when I decided I wanted to switch doctors. I am so completely relieved and proud of my decision. I don't have anything bad against my last doctor, I just had a strong feeling that I needed to switch. So, after praying for a couple of days I finally decided to switch. I have switched to Dr. Lewis, he has been so great with me and makes me feel so completely comfortable. Today when we got to the appointment he had me stand on the scale to get my weight, it showed that I gained weight and was weighing 150 lbs. I didn't think anything of it and was actually excited I'd gained weight. I've been losing weight in the past year and was getting worried. When I tried stepping off all excited, I about tripped over his foot. He was stepping on the scale to make it weigh more. Dr. Lewis and Cody were laughing and thought they were really funny. Dr. Lewis said, I've never had a patient get so excited about gaining, they usually get upset and all worried. He always makes me feel so comfortable and welcome in his office.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby updates: I am 13 weeks pregnant, due September 7th. We got to hear the heart beat and they say it was a really healthy and strong heart beat. I am set on not finding out what we're having, I think it'll be a great surprise! I also have thought of 1 boy name and 1 girls name "&lt;i&gt;Graycin Lu" &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;"Gavin Craig"&lt;/i&gt;. I really like both of them, so this baby could be a boy or a girl and I would be happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5106896175150155055?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5106896175150155055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5106896175150155055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5106896175150155055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5106896175150155055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/03/check-up-time.html' title='Check up time'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8690206553520827278</id><published>2011-02-28T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T08:55:16.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It starts...finally</title><content type='html'>Baseball has officially started... Cody starts tryouts today, and I am so &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; excited. I love baseball and baseball season. Cody loves coaching and all the players love having Cody as a coach. When we first got married it was Cody's 1st year that he'd coached, I wasn't so much of a fan and didn't understand any of baseball. But, NOW I am a devoted Uintah Utes fan. I love going to games and watching my super cute husband coach and see the players play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody's freshmen are all seniors this year, so it might be his hardest year yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GOOD LUCK UTES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8690206553520827278?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8690206553520827278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8690206553520827278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8690206553520827278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8690206553520827278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-startsfinally.html' title='It starts...finally'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7934516549197470630</id><published>2011-02-26T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T07:30:19.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>We like having poor friends, it's kind of relieving. haha. We went to dinner with Braden and Whitney Robinson last night, we ate at Cafe Rio. "the best in town" Then after we were done we went back to their house and just visited for awhile, it was so much fun and cheap. Just what we like! Evie and Easton had so much fun together. Whitney let them make her living room a complete mess, I felt bad when we just left it messy. We talked about everything and anything! Evie is 5 weeks older than Easton, when Easton stands next to Evie he towers over her. She is so tiny and so freaking cute.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks Braden and Whitney for inviting us out!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7934516549197470630?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7934516549197470630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7934516549197470630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7934516549197470630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7934516549197470630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/02/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2412187315759527543</id><published>2011-02-25T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T07:37:41.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In church they talked about family history and how important it is to write down all the things that you do and that happen in your life. One day, many generations down from you your family and others will like to know how it was to live in our time. It's crazy now to think that we will all be gone and our time will be in history books, but it will help them understand how we live. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mom has put together a book of my grandpa's family, and a lot of it is from journals our ancestors have wrote which has made it a little easier to gather information and have an understanding of their way of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SO- I have decided I am going to try my hardest to write every day about the things that I have done. They might be really boring to all of you, but it'll be fun to read them a few years down the road."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last night me and &lt;i&gt;Kim Atwood&lt;/i&gt; went to the movie "Unknown" with Liam Neeson. I was really hoping it would be a good movie, I really like him as an actor especially in "Taken". I give it only 1 thumbs up and 3 stars, I was so bored through the whole movie and didn't enjoy it one bit. It was a lot like the "bourne" movies, but looked like a low budget movie. I don't recommend it to anybody! &lt;i&gt;Kim&lt;/i&gt; is a very good friend of mine, her son &lt;i&gt;Braden&lt;/i&gt; was on Cody's baseball team. We've been really close with their whole family for awhile now. &lt;i&gt;Braden's &lt;/i&gt;senior year in baseball last year was a fun year, I traveled with &lt;i&gt;Kim and Doyle&lt;/i&gt; to almost all the games. When Easton was 9 weeks old me and &lt;i&gt;Kim&lt;/i&gt; drove to Farmington, New Mexico for a baseball tournament. It is always the first tournament the baseball team plays every year. It was also the first time that I traveled with &lt;i&gt;Kim&lt;/i&gt;, I was very nervous. Not knowing her and not talking before, we were going to be in a car for 9 hours together, ALONE. I was also nervous that Easton would be horrible and cry the whole time. The trip was &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt;, Easton slept the whole 9 hours, and also all night. Me and &lt;i&gt;Kim&lt;/i&gt; talked the whole way and never ran out of anything to talk about. "that's where we met and became good friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me and Cody play co-ed volleyball every Tuesday night. When we first started the beginning of January our team was VERY bad, we didn't win a game. Now we are kicking but and having so much fun. Tournament play starts next Tuesday, also baseball tryouts start that day too. Cody will have one busy day ahead of him! It's been a year since I worked at the Attorney's Office, I miss all the ladies so much. Good thing I can go and visit whenever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Easton is being so funny lately. He's got a total attitude, a little early I think but &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;. He thinks he is the biggest boy ever and that he needs to feed himself. Cody was trying to feed him applesauce the other day, and Easton all out through a fit, stomping his feet, crying and falling down because his dad was feeding him. He wanted to hold the spoon and feed himself. He's not that big of a boy yet, and just makes a HUGE mess. He also doesn't understand why we won't let him feed himself. Cody's dad was feeling bad for Easton, and all me and Cody could do was laugh, he looked so funny throwing a fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That is all for now... Sorry so long and boring. If i keep up with this diary/blog, they will hopefully not be so long and funner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2412187315759527543?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2412187315759527543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2412187315759527543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2412187315759527543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2412187315759527543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-church-they-talked-about-family.html' title='Journal Time'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5322822573596461926</id><published>2011-02-16T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:15:30.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an UPDATE...</title><content type='html'>So I had a dear friend remind me last night that it was time to update my blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a bit about Easton:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is talking so much , and tries to say everything we say. "more, banana, down, cheese, mama, grandma, grandpa, dada, dog." He is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;14 MONTHS &lt;/span&gt;old and that is a complete shock to me, it's harder than him turning 1.  He'll do squats if you ask him, he holds up 1 finger when you ask how old he is, he knows where his nose, eyes and hair is. He will spank his own but when you tell him to. He cries when anybody leaves the house and they don't take him. He is in 18-24 month clothes, because he is so tall. He loves everybody he sees, he'll wave at everyone in Walmart. He's always been an easy baby, we'll ask him if he's ready to go night night, he'll wave to us and start walking to his room. I lay him down in his crib and he goes right to sleep. When he was 10 months old we took his binki away from him, he only had it when he was sleeping. A month ago we decided to take it away completely "I feel he's too old to have it", I was a nervous wreck that we'd be up all night throwing a fit and not sleep. The 1st night I laid him down he went right to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had a pretty boring year, we don't really do anything but we're hardly ever home it seems like.  For Christmas we were with Cody's family, we played a lot of games Christmas Eve and just sat around visiting and eating; it was really rough without his grandma being there. We sure do miss her! For New Years we decided to go up to my moms, I of course went right to bed and slept til the next morning.  Being a mom does not do well with me being up late. Cody had a birthday in January, we didn't do a whole lot. We're finally getting use to being poor, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing we are very excited about: We are having ANOTHER BABY!  I am way more nervous this time, then I was with Easton. I know what to expect, and it won't be as easy because I already have a child and I won't be able to sleep whenever I want. I am about 11 weeks along, we had complications at the beginning; I should be due August 4th, but the utlra sound shows that I am due September 7th. That means I have to wait a whole month longer! At first I was upset, but I would rather wait longer then keep having problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5322822573596461926?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5322822573596461926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5322822573596461926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5322822573596461926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5322822573596461926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an UPDATE...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7938755684270299699</id><published>2010-12-09T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:03:48.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN'T BELIEVE IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I cannot believe that 1 year ago today I was in labor at the hospital and that I gave birth to the most beautiful baby I know. That feeling I felt is nothing I will ever feel again. It was the most amazing day of my life and I am so very grateful to be a mom and to have Easton in my life. You never realize how fast time goes by until you have children and watch them grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday EASTON. Mommy and Daddy both love you so much!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The things Easton is doing at "1";&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- talking: more, deer, momma "a lot", dadda, nana "banana", dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- Running: after he started to walk he went into an immediate run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- he is off formula and doesn't use a bottle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- he is in 12-18 month clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- he was 30.75 inches and 20 lbs at his check up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- he still doesn't have hair or teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- he loves his grandma's more than mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7938755684270299699?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7938755684270299699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7938755684270299699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7938755684270299699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7938755684270299699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I CAN&apos;T BELIEVE IT'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1240947552614468570</id><published>2010-11-24T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:05:55.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday. I love getting together with family, having the pre-dinner snacks, football games, parades, GREAT food and BETTER DESSERTS! One year ago I was quite large and ready to have my baby. I was nervous thinking that I would have my baby on or right before Thanksgiving, and then 2 WEEKS later my son arrived.  Here's a few &lt;i&gt;Easton&lt;/i&gt; updates.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is talking a little which is the cutest thing ever. He says MOMMA a lot and all day, he has been saying it a long time of course just more clear and directed to me now; he says dada not as much (quite enjoyable for me) as momma, he says more when he wants another cookie or when I ask, I kinda have to bribe him; he says deer (really really) and when I ask him what a cow says he says mooooo, in a really cute high voice. Since he walks now if he falls a little we don't get all nervous and pick him up like we did when we were getting him to walk, he gets really mad and starts to cry, he will even sit down on his own and act like he fell down. He is a grandma's boy and cries if he can't leave with her. He blows kisses, tells you how big he is, says oh no and put his hand on his head, and says huh-uh and shakes his head. When he's ready for bed he'll point to his room and start waving bye-bye, I lay him down and he is out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my baby more than anything and I am having mixed feelings about his birthday coming up. We ordered the cutest baseball decor and utensils and I made his invitations. I can't wait to post pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1240947552614468570?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1240947552614468570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1240947552614468570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1240947552614468570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1240947552614468570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-is-probably-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3469854268667342595</id><published>2010-11-02T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T08:44:28.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SeRiOuSlY?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAwxR35fkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1gvtKmGR2ls/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAwxR35fkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1gvtKmGR2ls/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534977565207920194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAv3rqoXKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zlPTonHz-AU/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAv3rqoXKI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zlPTonHz-AU/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534976575699180706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAu-yNa4PI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JgOCPpBS_XE/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAu-yNa4PI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JgOCPpBS_XE/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534975598203166962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAtukAeODI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ymZnsf7ufrE/s1600/fb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAtukAeODI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ymZnsf7ufrE/s320/fb2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534974220001228850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Can time fly by a little faster? I would LOVE for it to be December 10th the day after Eastons birthday, possibly even Christmas. I don't think time is going by fast enough. It feels as though it was 2 years that my nephew Keston was born, and I was so patient at waiting for Easton to be born... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OH MY HECK! I seriously cannot believe how this past year has just flown by. I am not ready for Thanksgiving OR Christmas, and I am definitely NOT ready for my sons first birthday to be here! This year we are spending Thanksgiving with my family, we were suppose to spend it last year, but it was my due date and I wasn't allowed to leave. I was super bummed, and then after Thanksgiving was over, I realized I could have gone up because Easton "who does what he wants when he wants and if he doesn't want to do it, you cannot do anything to make him", was 2 weeks late. I LOVE Thanksgiving up at my moms, we all LOVE mashed potatoes and there is a never ending supply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Easton my monster is getting SO BIG... he will pick a toy up and just stand straight up, he'll try to walk a few steps, then he gets in a hurry and falls, crawls and then is OFF. I love how much personality he has, and i love that he is so friendly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On halloween Easton was a giraffe, and i must say that he was the &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;CUTEST&lt;/i&gt; giraffe I have EVER seen. I want to make him wear his outfit every single day. We took him to the rec center, just to look around and of course show him off! They had beetle juice there, we stood by him to take a picture and as beetle juice leaned in to talk to Easton the tears started coming down. he cried so hard, he was so scared of beetle juice. We took our giraffe to just family and friends, and then we came home where we ate my homemade ice cream i made and cake. Mike and Debbie came over and was baby sitting cody's brothers girlfriend's kid. His name is Daicen and he is the cutest little kid ever, i always want to kiss his cheeks off. Daicen was a monster, but that monster slept most of the night. When he did wake up to play, I was nervous that Easton wouldn't share his toys OR his grandma, but he played SO good. I think monster and giraffe are going to be good friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3469854268667342595?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3469854268667342595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3469854268667342595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3469854268667342595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3469854268667342595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/11/seriously.html' title='SeRiOuSlY?!?!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TNAwxR35fkI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1gvtKmGR2ls/s72-c/IMG_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2281258335325892902</id><published>2010-10-26T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:29:06.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm sure some of you know, but I've decided to start taking on photography. It's been quite the challenge for me, but I am loving it. It has been taking me awhile to get everything going but I finally have a blog put together. it's www.carasphoto.blogspot.com, So please check out my blog and if you're interested in getting some pictures done go ahead and contact me. caramckeachnie@photographer.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2281258335325892902?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2281258335325892902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2281258335325892902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2281258335325892902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2281258335325892902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/10/photography.html' title='Photography'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3619461637268537236</id><published>2010-10-15T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:33:50.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>My favorite blog to follow is Whitney Calhoun's. She always has the cutest postsa dn they're always so fun to read. So I have been thinking that I am going to try and blog like she does, which will be hard. I'm not really sure what all to write about, so it might be rough and horrible at first but hopefully it gets better. we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a little bit of photography, it's really tough learning to shoot in manual and making your pictures turn out. I am so very hard on myself, which makes it also difficult. I am taking a photography course online to hopefully make my photography a little better. I've been thinking that I would wait until the first of the year to start charging, but I'm thinking that I will wait until I am finished with my schooling and have a complete understanding of my camera and taking pictures before I get my actual business going. so if anyone wants pictures done and would like me to practice with them I am more than willing. And if you guys don't like the pictures you're not out a lot of money. I have a facebook page, but not a website yet. Here's my link: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Vernal-UT/Cara-McKeachnie-Photography/130802276967180"&gt;Cara McKeachnie Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is playing football now, it's freezing but fun to get out of the house and visit with some other ladies. I've never hung out with Jasmine, Rachel or whitney before; they are so freaking cute. I am always excited for football night to see them. Since I'm really lame, this is all I have to post for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3619461637268537236?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3619461637268537236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3619461637268537236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3619461637268537236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3619461637268537236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/10/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4476445216756457683</id><published>2010-10-07T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:10:36.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>We have been SO busy this summer that I have no had much time to sit down and talk about my life. Well, Easton is up to my moms for the weekend, me and Cody are going to Vegas tomorrow for a friends wedding; and I have a few minutes of peace and quiet so I decided I'd update everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easton:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is almost TEN MONTHS OLD, I cannot believe it. Time has gone by so fast, but it has been one of the greatest years of my life. He will sit and talk to you forever, throw his hands in the air and get into his stories, then when he's done talking he'll laugh like it was so funny. He is standing up by himself now, he has been for a few weeks now and just gets better every day. Yesterday he took 3 steps by himself then sat on his bum really fast. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves &lt;/span&gt;his bedroom with all of his toys, and will play and make noise in there all day long. Cody is his most favorite, when he comes home from work Easton lights up and crawls as fast as he can to his daddy and wants picked up. If Cody walks by him or picks him up then sits him down, Easton will cry so hard. He is down to a bottle only at night and when he wakes up and takes a sippy cup the rest of the time, I think it'll be easy to break him from his bottle. He is so not a momma' boy and loves to be with everybody and especially outdoors. He's to the age that he does not want held and just wants down to get into everything I can't believe how much I love him, and how much fun it is to be a mommy! I took easton up for his first cow move on the mountain last Thursday. He loved being on a horse and the whole 3 hours we rode, he never cried or complained once; he is such a good baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and Cody&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we haven't been up to much, we played co-ed softball together, which was a lot of fun. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; my team, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; being involved with my husband. I did have quite the scare this summer/fall. We went up camping this last weekend, well Sunday night cody shot an elk right before dark, since it was too dark to go looking for the elk we decided we would wait until Monday morning to look for the elk. Well we started out at 8:00 a.m. Me, Cody and Mike started walking up the mountain where he ran off to, after i got up to the top and down I decided to turn around and go back, well I got so mixed up on the mountain and was completely lost. I had NO idea where I was, or where I was going. Finally four hours later I get off the HUGE mountain and find a rode, I started walking to the rode to get on hoping that somebody would drive by and pick me up. Well LUCKILY somebody did come up on the road and I chased them down. They looked at me like I was a retard, and after like 5 minutes said well I guess you can get in the truck... They drove me back to camp after trying to decide how to describe where our camp was. It took us 45 minutes to get back to camp. I was so relieved to have them drive by at the right time and to have all my prayers answered. I've never been so scared in my life, being lost is so horrible and I never wish to be lost again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4476445216756457683?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4476445216756457683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4476445216756457683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4476445216756457683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4476445216756457683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7636775885011773505</id><published>2010-09-11T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:45:10.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter????</title><content type='html'>So, I have applied for a part time job, just 20 hours a week. I am thinking that if i get this job I am going to want a babysitter for just 2 days a week for around 4 hours each day. If any of you guys know of anyone who would be good and is interested please let me know. I will know if I get this job within a couple of weeks I HOPE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7636775885011773505?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7636775885011773505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7636775885011773505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7636775885011773505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7636775885011773505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/babysitter.html' title='Babysitter????'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2555284448744109947</id><published>2010-09-08T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:22:24.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe3-1S7ecI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RhKZUxW1JNo/s1600/family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe3-1S7ecI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RhKZUxW1JNo/s320/family+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514578558824708546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took our family pictures yesterday. It was so much fun, but hard at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;Please critique them-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe1nvUWYvI/AAAAAAAAATw/Rxc-By3aY54/s1600/me+and+easty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe1nvUWYvI/AAAAAAAAATw/Rxc-By3aY54/s320/me+and+easty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514575963059806962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe1HJlmigI/AAAAAAAAATo/eW3uold5T-c/s1600/easty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe1HJlmigI/AAAAAAAAATo/eW3uold5T-c/s320/easty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514575403175807490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIex3S40MNI/AAAAAAAAATg/Iu9nf7HtoUU/s1600/cody+%26+easton+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIex3S40MNI/AAAAAAAAATg/Iu9nf7HtoUU/s320/cody+%26+easton+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514571832259522770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIewGrWZRWI/AAAAAAAAATY/2dhbw8JkHdg/s1600/family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIewGrWZRWI/AAAAAAAAATY/2dhbw8JkHdg/s320/family+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514569897500820834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIeuDVlO4II/AAAAAAAAATQ/zpkMcii40cY/s1600/family+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIeuDVlO4II/AAAAAAAAATQ/zpkMcii40cY/s320/family+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514567641094611074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2555284448744109947?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2555284448744109947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2555284448744109947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2555284448744109947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2555284448744109947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIe3-1S7ecI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RhKZUxW1JNo/s72-c/family+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8374779691472455606</id><published>2010-09-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:13:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIGAz4C8whI/AAAAAAAAATI/PYUe31sQaZs/s1600/IMG_3295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIGAz4C8whI/AAAAAAAAATI/PYUe31sQaZs/s320/IMG_3295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512829047584637458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Thursday August 26th we bought Easton a BIG boy car seat. I was really sad all day, I'm so sad to have him be a big boy; but he LOVES it! When we first got to Walmart, Cody said he only wanted to be like 10 minutes; we ended up being more like 45 minutes. I made Cody set the car seat up out in the parking lot, when we first put Easton in it and started to drive away he was crying at first because he was so confused, and then after a few minutes he loved it, and has been so funny ever since.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8374779691472455606?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8374779691472455606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8374779691472455606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8374779691472455606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8374779691472455606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-big-boy.html' title='My Big Boy'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TIGAz4C8whI/AAAAAAAAATI/PYUe31sQaZs/s72-c/IMG_3295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4563557627301640182</id><published>2010-08-17T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:52:52.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a few things to mention about my lovely son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all last Wednesday the 11th he stood up by himself for about 15 seconds, I know it's not very long but for him to stand alone it's amazing. He is such a big boy and me and Cody just got so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, yesterday I lost Easton for a few minutes and after searching through the house I found him splashing away in the TOILET, it was so grose but so funny I had to run and get my camera. He loved it and got so mad when i made him leave. Picture to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4563557627301640182?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4563557627301640182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4563557627301640182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4563557627301640182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4563557627301640182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-few-things-to-mention-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8097978315207048809</id><published>2010-08-05T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T07:56:16.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>real quick</title><content type='html'>for the past little while I've been trying to get Easton to clap, well he never would. WELL, Debbie finally got him to start clapping 2 days ago when they were listening to music. He will clap all the time now when you ask him to and when there's music on. I am going to try and get a video of it, but like all babies that'll be the only time he doesn't do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8097978315207048809?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8097978315207048809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8097978315207048809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8097978315207048809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8097978315207048809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/real-quick.html' title='real quick'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-881638560001317681</id><published>2010-07-23T12:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:32:16.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TEnuDg5lFnI/AAAAAAAAASo/65FJJQEkPUI/s1600/Easton+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TEnuDg5lFnI/AAAAAAAAASo/65FJJQEkPUI/s320/Easton+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497186564320859762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a day or 2 since I made a post or even checked anybody's blogs.... This month has been SUPER crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Easton:&lt;br /&gt;Easton turned 7 months old and is in such a fun stage; he will sit and visit all day long, he crawls super fast and is into everything, 2 days ago he pulled himself up to his feet for the first time so that is his new favorite thing, and when he gets tired he will grunt when he's pulling himself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself:&lt;br /&gt;I have started working at Farrs Fresh, and ice cream store. We need the extra money for bills and it's nice to get out for a few hours. I am loving it so far, but it has been hard to be away from Easton only for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody:&lt;br /&gt;He isn't doing much of anything, he just goes to work every day and then comes home to be a dad. I just love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is about all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-881638560001317681?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/881638560001317681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=881638560001317681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/881638560001317681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/881638560001317681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-awhile_23.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TEnuDg5lFnI/AAAAAAAAASo/65FJJQEkPUI/s72-c/Easton+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3557225578386847576</id><published>2010-07-23T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:26:21.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3557225578386847576?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3557225578386847576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3557225578386847576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3557225578386847576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3557225578386847576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-410855719761075233</id><published>2010-07-08T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:33:32.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY100ypYjI/AAAAAAAAASg/mohNN-OTX68/s1600/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491635977265439282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY100ypYjI/AAAAAAAAASg/mohNN-OTX68/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY08lF3L6I/AAAAAAAAASY/DwjvZulBjNY/s1600/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491635010978394018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY08lF3L6I/AAAAAAAAASY/DwjvZulBjNY/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wedding&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY0macd5ZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/c4PdoRkFKAA/s1600/IMG_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491634630163293586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY0macd5ZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/c4PdoRkFKAA/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WEdding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDYx7wbyVXI/AAAAAAAAASI/7kR5sz9K9a4/s1600/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491631698308388210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDYx7wbyVXI/AAAAAAAAASI/7kR5sz9K9a4/s320/IMG_2035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christy's work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-410855719761075233?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/410855719761075233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=410855719761075233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/410855719761075233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/410855719761075233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDY100ypYjI/AAAAAAAAASg/mohNN-OTX68/s72-c/IMG_2299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1611428429873416403</id><published>2010-07-07T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:45:59.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of a lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXfwfdh3sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bwvorQBeHDE/s1600/IMG_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491541344820256450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXfwfdh3sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bwvorQBeHDE/s320/IMG_2249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXfX5J1P6I/AAAAAAAAARw/oFzVv8C1Txg/s1600/IMG_1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491540922220232610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXfX5J1P6I/AAAAAAAAARw/oFzVv8C1Txg/s320/IMG_1916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXe6NANhxI/AAAAAAAAARo/PkbvdsL7Kx4/s1600/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491540412152514322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXe6NANhxI/AAAAAAAAARo/PkbvdsL7Kx4/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it has been a few since I made a post, and I have done a ton so i'll sum it up all in one post. first of all Easton says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOMMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all the time, whenever he wakes up for a nap or in the morning and if Cody gets him he says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mom, momma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; until he finds me and then he's ok; my favorite thing so far! He also crawls everywhere and is into everything, he'll also crawl around the house saying&lt;em&gt; momma&lt;/em&gt; looking for me when I'm in the laundry room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christyb came to visit for a week, and I was so excited I waited up until midnight for her to get to my house. I was excited to see her kids, mostly KieLynn she's my lil minnie me! We didn't really do a lot but be lazy women! She came with me and Cody to Cody's family reunion; very brave of her. At the reunion KieLynn got to see her first kangaroo and she even got to pet the kangaroo, she didn't really care so much! Me and Cody had to go to a wedding that next weekend so we thought it would be a good idea to drive back and take Christy with us. MAN, 14 hours in a car with 3 kids and twins and a grumpy man is quite the drive. We drove for 56 hours total in four days, but it was a really good trip. When we got to Pratt, Kansas we practically all fell on the couches and didn't move the rest of the day; that evening we went out to dinner where Christy works. it was fun seeing where she works! Then that next morning bright and early we got up and starting driving another 14 hours to Dayton, Ohio for a wedding. I was nervous that Easton and the other kids would be fussy and miserable to drive with; but they were amazing. Easton cried for a total of 2 hours the whole time. The wedding was absolutely beautiful, a hollywood wedding. On our way home we stopped in Denver and caught a Rockies baseball game, Easton LOVED it. One thing I learned from this trip, I am not going to go on a long drive for a LONG time. My niece KieLynn says the darndest things; I just want to squeeze and love on her all day. She copies everything you say and is hilarious when she says it. I can't remember everything she said because I waited so long to do this post. I just love my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth of July weekend was so much fun, it's one of my favorite holidays and I was excited to have Easton be apart of it with me. He loved the fireworks, he got bored a lot and would play with toys but he never cried or got scared! The parade was kind of boring I think, the jetts didn't even come to Vernal.&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/8681043673026217303-1611428429873416403?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1611428429873416403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1611428429873416403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1611428429873416403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1611428429873416403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/07/lot-of-lot.html' title='A lot of a lot'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TDXfwfdh3sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/bwvorQBeHDE/s72-c/IMG_2249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7258619218072713072</id><published>2010-06-15T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:21:10.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh ya-</title><content type='html'>I took Easton swimming for the first time last Friday at our family reunion. He went in the hot tub when he was just a couple months old, but he was actually swimming and he LOVED he, but it started to rain so we had to get out;&lt;br /&gt;He also got to see and pet his very first kangaroo a week from last Monday, he thought it was so amazing, he just loves animals;&lt;br /&gt;and he rode his very first horse last Wednesday and I LOVED it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7258619218072713072?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7258619218072713072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7258619218072713072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7258619218072713072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7258619218072713072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-ya.html' title='oh ya-'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8886317648631089007</id><published>2010-06-15T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:09:30.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few...</title><content type='html'>So here's a couple of things about Easty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is saying da da da da adn ba ba ba ba all the time, he just started this last week;&lt;br /&gt;He threw a tempertantrum last night in Golden Corral when I took his roll away from him;&lt;br /&gt;He starts squilling and kicking when he sees me and Cody eating food;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a few other things Easton did, but I have forgotten for the moment so I'll be back to post about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8886317648631089007?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8886317648631089007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8886317648631089007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8886317648631089007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8886317648631089007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-few.html' title='just a few...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1344263421963929800</id><published>2010-06-09T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:40:49.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't get any pictures from the Relay for Life, I was more focused on walking. Easton watched his first set of fireworks at the Relay for Life, which was last Friday June 4th; he thought they were so amazing, he'd get mad whenever they'd stop going off. I was nervous to think what he was going to do with them but he was great. That next morning I woke up at 5:00 a.m. to be ready in time to leave for Heber to watch one of my greatest nieces &lt;em&gt;'Cori' &lt;/em&gt;compete at State Finals for Junio High School Rodeo. Let me start off with SHE KICKED ASS... I was so proud of her! She competed in goat tying and break away roping, on Friday nights performance she took 2nd tying in a 9.45 which is her fastest time yet, and Saturday morning she tied a 9.43 and took 3rd; the best our family has done yet. They have had a rough couple of years with the rodeo life, being called cheaters and having horrible letters written to their family; but this just shows that my niece works very hard and is really great at what she does!!! Easton witnessed his first rodeo that day, which he didn't watch really he just slept! Towards the end of the day my nephew started to get a little grumpy. My niece Shaylee "the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; neice" was sitting on the bleachers, and Jex decided he wanted to sit where she wanted; well he kept telling her to move somewhere else and Mindy my sister in law kept telling him to knock it off or he'd go to the camper and take a nap, after a while of asking if he wanted to go take a nap, he said "YA, in the camper?" i was laughing so hard. He's such a funny kid, he loves Easton; Mindy was joking around and saying Cara your son is being wild, well Easton looked up and said Cara your son is being wild, so funny! Jex also told us that when your stomach hurts after you've been eating food that means you're full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAGwLIga8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZGKeZnlRW2k/s1600/IMG_1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480888171201850306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAGwLIga8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZGKeZnlRW2k/s320/IMG_1812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Memorial Day: Easton and My Grandpa Lunk "greatest man EVER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAGHHrU9vI/AAAAAAAAARI/eiJqJ-9Bc-U/s1600/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480887465899521778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAGHHrU9vI/AAAAAAAAARI/eiJqJ-9Bc-U/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Easty at my Uncle Craig's grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAFYvmzoNI/AAAAAAAAARA/x4MRUeFRDr4/s1600/IMG_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480886669164126418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAFYvmzoNI/AAAAAAAAARA/x4MRUeFRDr4/s320/IMG_1839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easty: what happens when we watches his movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAExb4gD_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eezMLD3VgAY/s1600/IMG_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480885993854734322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAExb4gD_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/eezMLD3VgAY/s320/IMG_1838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He wanted my shoes so bad, so he's gonna get them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAEKlviG5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZnVQ_kDfQSo/s1600/IMG_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480885326486576018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAEKlviG5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZnVQ_kDfQSo/s320/IMG_1836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what he looked like this morning when I had to wake him up at 7:30 poor guy  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBADTtVZq2I/AAAAAAAAAQo/HVqrkKcn2Tw/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480884383631649634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBADTtVZq2I/AAAAAAAAAQo/HVqrkKcn2Tw/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy reading Easty some stories &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBACsuZcSyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/LcED87Y5jIY/s1600/IMG_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480883713902136098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBACsuZcSyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/LcED87Y5jIY/s320/IMG_1825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cody flying Easty's first kite, Easton thought it was SO neat  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAB4o-V5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/juHRu2JXvuc/s1600/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480882819093095826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAB4o-V5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/juHRu2JXvuc/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cool boys in their shades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1344263421963929800?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1344263421963929800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1344263421963929800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1344263421963929800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1344263421963929800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/06/random.html' title='Random...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/TBAGwLIga8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/ZGKeZnlRW2k/s72-c/IMG_1812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5513905126533687665</id><published>2010-06-09T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:27:12.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Easty is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 MONTHS OLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today... I can't even freaking believe it! He is so dang big and is full of personality! I cannot believe how fast these past months have gone, I haven't noticed that he's bigger but I have noticed how much more fun he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things about my Easty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he is crawling and getting into everything, more of an army crawl and a dive;&lt;br /&gt;- he is 27 inches and 15 lbs, he lost a pound in a week cuz he was sick;&lt;br /&gt;- he sits up all day and just plays with toys;&lt;br /&gt;- he made many rounds at the relay for life;&lt;br /&gt;- he has flown his first kite, well actually me and Cody flew it but it's Eastons;&lt;br /&gt;- his favorite movie is still "Alvin and the Chipmunks the Squeakual";&lt;br /&gt;- he watched fireworks for the first time at the relay for life last Friday;&lt;br /&gt;- he is starting to be a mommas boy and doesn't like anybody to put him to sleep but me, he'll fight forever and eventually fall asleep, but if i put him to sleep he never fights;&lt;br /&gt;- he is in 6-9 month clothes;&lt;br /&gt;- he is in the 95% in height and 25% in weight and 75% in his head size, what a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5513905126533687665?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5513905126533687665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5513905126533687665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5513905126533687665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5513905126533687665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/06/easty-is-6-months-old-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2613080553081616589</id><published>2010-06-01T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T07:16:35.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Boy</title><content type='html'>man these past couple of days have been so hectic. All last week Easton was so fussy and wasn't really eating food or his bottle; which is not like him he LOVES his bottles. He usually drinks 3, 6 oz bottles by 12:00, and some cereal and veggies or fruit mixed for lunch; and on Thursday and Friday he had 1, 6 oz bottle between both those days. I was a nervous wreck on Friday, I am SO not use to having a fussy baby and he wasn't even bad. I decided to give the call to my mom and get her opinion. She said that he could have a sore throat, an ear infection or strep throat; which is very dangerous adn I should get him in. I decided to go down and ask the other grandma and talked to Debbie to get her opinion also, she said the exact thing my mom did. I tried calling the Basin Clinic to get him into his own doctor, but they were too busy; I didn't know what to do. Debbie told me to call Dinaland Pediatrics, and they were able to get me in that evening. which was last Friday. Debbie went with me, we got to the doctors office at 4:15 and the doctor didn't come back until 5:15, poor easty was super fussy! He looked at him and with in a couple seconds he seen he had a sore throat and cancor sores all over his throat; which is why he wouldn't eat anything! He told me to give him some infant tylenol every 4 hours and it would go away with in a few days. Easton is back to his normal self, sleeping all night again and just visits and is goofy all day. He is definitely back to his eating habit, which is bringing out bank account down, ha ha! I love my baby and I hate when he is sick, I'm so glad he is back to his normal self!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2613080553081616589?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2613080553081616589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2613080553081616589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2613080553081616589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2613080553081616589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/06/sick-boy.html' title='Sick Boy'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7636472061291593527</id><published>2010-05-31T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:07:34.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling already???</title><content type='html'>EASTON CRAWLED TODAY....&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7636472061291593527?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7636472061291593527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7636472061291593527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7636472061291593527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7636472061291593527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/crawling-already.html' title='Crawling already???'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1386676831283016905</id><published>2010-05-26T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:42:35.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S_2whlqXmEI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zOfdWXMyVEI/s1600/Cody+and+Senior+Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475726813044381762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S_2whlqXmEI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zOfdWXMyVEI/s320/Cody+and+Senior+Boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cody's boys are all graduating this year. He started coaching most of these boys his first year when they were all sophomores. He has grown very close to them, and had a hard time with this being their last year. He loved coaching all of them and is undecided on whether to keep coaching or not. These boys made him a better person! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;congrats on graduating, we'll miss you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1386676831283016905?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1386676831283016905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1386676831283016905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1386676831283016905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1386676831283016905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S_2whlqXmEI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zOfdWXMyVEI/s72-c/Cody+and+Senior+Boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2629232114692948682</id><published>2010-05-25T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:25:51.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years later and many things different...</title><content type='html'>In 1 day i will have been graduated from high school for &lt;em&gt;FOUR&lt;/em&gt; years. I know that is not very long. These past four years have gone by so dang fast, it feels just like yesterday I was being a careless teenager! My life is &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;em&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different now then it was then, and also not the way I planned for it to be. I loved high school and being a high schooler, and I was almost devistated to graduate. I went to school in Manila, ALL students graduated "all 16 of us" hee hee;  We took 2nd in State Basketball my senior year, and I still remember the whole week! it was quite an amazing experience. I high school rodeo'd and loved it so much, it was the only thing I ever thought about and ever wanted to do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to marry myself a rodeo cowboy, and travel to rodeo's with him;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to purchase myself a barrel horse and start competing in rodeo's and eventually get my PRCA card and going pro;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to wait until all my dreams were real before I actually got married and had kids so about 5 or 6 years after high school;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to move out of Wyoming and NOT to Utah;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, if anybody asked me what I wanted I knew exactly adn I knew who I was and where I was going; and I wasn't afraid to try anything!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a teacher for elementary, and start up my own daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happily married to the most amazing non cowboy; We dated for 1 year before he proposed and were engaged for 5 months;&lt;br /&gt;We had a baby boy 1 1/2 years after we were married,&lt;br /&gt;I go and help my family on the ranch, but rodeoing is not a career i want to pursure anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I live in Vernal, UT and will probably be here for the rest of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in a broadway play, I love plays and I think it would me the most amazing job,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know who I am, who my real friends are, and I have no idea what I truly want, I feel kind of stuck and feel that I need to be doing something but I don't know what that something is!&lt;br /&gt;I am a stay at home mommy and love every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so compeltely different, and if I was to write myself a letter back in high school I wouldn't believe what is truly real right now. I am so grateful that we don't know how the future will be and who will be in it, I do wish that me feeling lost and empty will end soon!!!! I am more happy with the life I have now, then the life I wanted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2629232114692948682?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2629232114692948682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2629232114692948682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2629232114692948682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2629232114692948682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/4-years-later-and-many-things-different.html' title='4 years later and many things different...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2071065986138021082</id><published>2010-05-18T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:29:58.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a little late, but last week has been very hectic. Easton sat up for the first time last Friday all by himself. He sat there for a couple minutes, then got too excited when he seen his toys in front of him and fell... He will sit on his own a lot now, but not for long. He is such a good baby and learns things so quickly, I just love him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2071065986138021082?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2071065986138021082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2071065986138021082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2071065986138021082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2071065986138021082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-little-late-but-last-week-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8278620362060121681</id><published>2010-05-11T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:51:36.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Granmda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-m1PHADo_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/m5CpSxPFGFQ/s1600/grandma+and+Easton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470102493600130034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-m1PHADo_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/m5CpSxPFGFQ/s320/grandma+and+Easton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cody's granmda Cheri passed away yesterday, and it has been VERY rough on me. I feel like I didn't get to know her enough, and I had a lot left to do with her. She was an amazing woman adn will be grately missed. She had a very rough past few weeks so she is in peace now and is with heavenly father again. Her Funeral is Monday and the viewing will be Sunday evening. We are not sure yet about times! It is hard to walk into her house and see all the things that remind us of her! Losing somebody is really tough, and it's hard to understand why we must go through this... We will all understand one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you Grandma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8278620362060121681?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8278620362060121681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8278620362060121681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8278620362060121681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8278620362060121681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/rip-granmda.html' title='RIP Granmda'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-m1PHADo_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/m5CpSxPFGFQ/s72-c/grandma+and+Easton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2786377061283002774</id><published>2010-05-09T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:33:04.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHERS DAY</title><content type='html'>This was a really fun day for... I am a new mom and I get to celebrate Mothers Day! I loved every minute of it. Debbie came home for the weekend, so we went to Dinner last night for us two, and of course the kids who aren't moms complained. So I stuck to it's my day and made them eat where I wanted- hee hee! Cody and his parents bought me The Print Shop, it's a really fun program, where I can make invitations, cards, banners and many more things. I enjoyed my mothers day, and I enjoy being a mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2786377061283002774?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2786377061283002774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2786377061283002774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2786377061283002774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2786377061283002774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHERS DAY'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3281402470998907869</id><published>2010-05-09T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:27:14.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-coZUaDAEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_Qfut2-UuEY/s1600/IMG_1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469384687904555074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-coZUaDAEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_Qfut2-UuEY/s320/IMG_1637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;CANNOT&lt;/strong&gt; believe that Easton is 5 months old today... Time has flown by so fast, it's crazy! I just love this boy so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things he is doing at 5 months:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- Rolling over &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- Drinks out of a 6 month sippy cup, and &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- He is about to crawl, he tries so hard to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he will hold his hands out for you to hold him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he drinks 6 oz every 3 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he spent the weekend away from us for the first time, he enjoyed it i cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- He is teething, and they hurt him mostly at night when he's sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he is in 3-6 month clothes and some 6-9 month clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- He will cry if somebody's holding him and then giggle when I take him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he is allergic to horses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he loves to be outisde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- he is still a very easy loving baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO YOU MOMS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3281402470998907869?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3281402470998907869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3281402470998907869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3281402470998907869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3281402470998907869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S-coZUaDAEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_Qfut2-UuEY/s72-c/IMG_1637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2285419086174321487</id><published>2010-05-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:18:06.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S98hCQqpQAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/j1jDP9nDpAw/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467124795368357890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S98hCQqpQAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/j1jDP9nDpAw/s320/IMG_1681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Cody celebrated our 2nd anniversary this last weekend. Our anniversary isn't until the 16th, but with our busy schedules we decided to go out earlier... I was very nervous and sad to leave Easton, but he was with my mom so I knew he was safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed in Vernal Friday night, and just went to the movie. We went to The Backup Plan; we didn't like it! Then we got up Saturday morning and headed into Salt Lake, we met up with Raymond and Mindy and ate at The Mayan; and then we were off to do anniversary stuff and wasn't meeting up with anybody after that. Saturday evening we went to the Gateway and ate at Tucanos, pretty much the most amazing place EVER. Cody was really embarrassed and didn't want me to take a picture; BUT i did anyways... After we got done eating dinner we decided to go to a movie; adn we picked How to train your dragon, in 3d. It was a really cute movie adn was fun to see in 3d. We left and went back to the hotel and went swimming for awhile, I loved swimming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said that I was going to sleep in the next morning, but of course I slept until 7:30 and was wide awake... We didn't really have anything to do until 2:00 when we were going to watch the bees play, so we just laid around and were lazy. We left for i hop and grabbed a bite to eat. Our waitress was a raunch and the hostess was so dumb. After breakfast we left for the stadium and waited for like 2 hours for the gates to open. The Bees game was so much fun, and I can't wait to go back. I can't believe I am saying this; but i LOVE baseball and I can't wait for Easton to grow up and start playing baseball! The players were pretty cute, if i may say so. I am so grateful to be married to the most wonderful person in the world, and I can't wait to have many more anniversaries with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97dHOi2OPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/g5_SpaIlGdY/s1600/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467050113907439858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97dHOi2OPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/g5_SpaIlGdY/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97ZziXKOTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4lN0lz_uxKE/s1600/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467046477094861106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97ZziXKOTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/4lN0lz_uxKE/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97XRuRq6uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2FZ66Px5Y6c/s1600/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467043697154255586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97XRuRq6uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2FZ66Px5Y6c/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467042749379093266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S97WajidoxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GrK72iML7bw/s320/IMG_1646.JPG" /&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/8681043673026217303-2285419086174321487?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2285419086174321487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2285419086174321487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2285419086174321487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2285419086174321487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-year-anniversary.html' title='2 year anniversary'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S98hCQqpQAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/j1jDP9nDpAw/s72-c/IMG_1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6396167559397163779</id><published>2010-04-25T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:27:16.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me and Cody went to "The Losers" last night. it is so funny and action packed at the same time. I loved the movie!!! I laughed so hard through the whole thing. I suggest everybody go and see it immediatly! All the characters were so funny, and their parts were perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I definitely give it 4 stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6396167559397163779?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6396167559397163779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6396167559397163779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6396167559397163779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6396167559397163779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5852289766187049970</id><published>2010-04-22T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:23:12.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S9D2buVpEkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vCR7Ycr0SEA/s1600/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463137304156115522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S9D2buVpEkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vCR7Ycr0SEA/s320/IMG_1623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how big Easton is getting... This last week he has hit a stage very quickly. Before, he'd roll over a little if I'd help him and he'd only roll over from his stomach to his back. Now he rolls over back and forth all day long. He will really roll over if he's trying to get his toys and play with his blanket. It's funny, because just a few weeks ago he wasn't doing much and in just a few days he changed completely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5852289766187049970?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5852289766187049970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5852289766187049970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5852289766187049970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5852289766187049970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S9D2buVpEkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vCR7Ycr0SEA/s72-c/IMG_1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6671352024059746850</id><published>2010-04-21T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:43:30.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY, Hectic, Emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CRAZY, &lt;strong&gt;hectic,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; week this has been. I flew out to Portland last week to spend a few days with my sister. I had such a blast, and I miss my sister so much!  This was the first time since Chirstmas that she got to see Easty, and he has changed a lot since then. We didn't do a whole lot I was on a tight budget. We did eat at my favorite place, called Paddy's. I was a little bummed because it is under new ownership and the food changed; but it was still tasty! We ate out a lot and ate at home too. Sunday morning Bryan, Lorra's boyfriend got up and cooked us breakfast. he cuts up apples and puts them in the batter, I was a little nervous at first but they were very good! We then went rock climbing; adn the rock climbing gym makes our rock wall at the rec center look like a bump, they were HUGE! I made it all the way to the top on my very first try, her boyfriend was a little upset because he said he didn't make it up on his first try... It was a lot of fun but very nerve racking at the same time. East was so much fun and such a good baby the whole trip. on the way to Portland I sat next to the weirdest person ever, she stunk so bad and laid her head on my shoulder to talk to Easton; I wanted to strangle her. Then I had to come home, and I cried when Lorra dropped me off at the airport...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Thursday morning i got a text from Marissa saying that our Grandma Cheri was being life flighted to the University Hospital. She went in that morning to have surgery on her shoulder and never woke up after the surgery was done. They had no idea what was going on. She is having seizures in her brain; right after surgery her blood pressure dropped so low and caused her to have seizures. They can't get the seizures to stop, and they have put her into an induced comma until Friday. After I flew into Salt Lake we went to the hospital to let Debbie see Easty and to go see his grandma. As we were walking to her room, I felt the tears start to come down, and as soon as we got to the room i couldn't control them anymore. The staff kicked us out and said only 2 visitors at a time and the rest had to wait in the waiting room; Cody asked if I wanted to go in with him and as i started to walk in I seen her and started bawling immediately. I had to turn away immediately and leave the hospital. It breaks my heart to see her like this and I just pray that she will wake up and come home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6671352024059746850?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6671352024059746850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6671352024059746850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6671352024059746850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6671352024059746850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-hectic-emotional.html' title='CRAZY, Hectic, Emotional'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3001709511830768825</id><published>2010-04-09T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:58:51.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7-UZSTaqWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rtaJzv4P6FE/s1600/IMG_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458244435527248226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7-UZSTaqWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rtaJzv4P6FE/s320/IMG_1611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Easton turned 4 months old today! I am so sad but also excited... he is getting so much more fun every day, but yet I want him to be a small baby still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things he is doing-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- he has found his feet and also his head, he loves to just rub his head all day. I have to put socks on his hands at night because he scratches his head. the little shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- he weighs 14.5 lbs and is 26 inches long, he is 95% in height and 75% in his head size and 50% in weight, Dr. B said he is going to be a big kid (&lt;em&gt;don't know where he gets that from&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- he had his first Easter, and got some way cute stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- he does NOT like to lay down, he thinks he's  a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; boy and needs to sit up at all times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- he just visits and talks all day long, and he'll fake cough if you don't pay enough attention to him...&lt;/span&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/8681043673026217303-3001709511830768825?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3001709511830768825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3001709511830768825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3001709511830768825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3001709511830768825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7-UZSTaqWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rtaJzv4P6FE/s72-c/IMG_1611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3362198881825910865</id><published>2010-04-04T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:36:19.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;April is one of my most favorite months, and 'why' well, I'm not really sure... I just like it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My baby boy will be 4 months old on the 9th, I cannot believe how fast time has gone by. He just keeps getting cuter and cuter! Last month he found his feet, but this month he has found his head. I noticed 2 days ago before I headed up to Manila that he just grabs and pats his head; so cute! He does not like to lay down, he thinks he is such a big boy and needs to sit up at all time. If you hold onto his hands he can pull himself up and tries to go all the way to a standing position. He giggles over everything, and just loves my nephew Jex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the weekend we went to Manila, I first put on a baby shower for one of my old friends from high school "Camille 'rose' Stacey". She unfortunately got stranded in Randolph, UT and was unable to make it. As soon as the party was over we headed up to my moms house to celebrate Easter and my lovely Sister-in-law's birthday! As soon as I got to her house, Jex was all hyper and excited to see us. Every little word Mindy would say to Easton, Jex would say the exact same word adn in the same tone she would. It was soo funny I couldn't stop laughing. Later that night we colored Easter eggs at grandma's house, and Easton of course fell asleep, but I made him an egg anyways! It's been such a long time since we have colored Easter eggs, I cannot wait for Easton to be old enough to enjoy coloring eggs and getting excited over easter and other holidays. Me and Cody has such a blast getting Easton an Easter present, and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CUTEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Easter basket ever... After we got up and opened What the Easter bunny brought everyone, the kids got to look for Easter eggs, and it turned into a fight; so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had an amazing Easter this year, and I am so grateful to have the family that I do have. I have a beautiful baby boy and an amazing husband!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456476057417297010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7lMEIfILHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/niKo_xISHZw/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456475503646776274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7lLj5h8m9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/A940_FYdOBg/s320/IMG_1590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474855298665186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7lK-KPtiuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AMcJtk_UCTE/s320/IMG_1582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456474276943022898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7lKcfs-yzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/w2CV01hJPmk/s320/IMG_1584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/8681043673026217303-3362198881825910865?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3362198881825910865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3362198881825910865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3362198881825910865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3362198881825910865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-april.html' title='Welcome April'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S7lMEIfILHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/niKo_xISHZw/s72-c/IMG_1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5701409918291039306</id><published>2010-04-01T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:07:41.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy APRIL FOOLS!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5701409918291039306?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5701409918291039306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5701409918291039306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5701409918291039306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5701409918291039306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-april-fools.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8834770144379390610</id><published>2010-03-24T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T08:29:40.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Feet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday Easton found his feet! He loves to just grab and play with them all day now, it's so freaking cute! I can't believe how much I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this boy&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452221038754582162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6ouJcvgzpI/AAAAAAAAANk/88wpAdwd3Hg/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452219562513275426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6oszhUKGiI/AAAAAAAAANc/MdEhPt4gbEk/s320/IMG_1555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8834770144379390610?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8834770144379390610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8834770144379390610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8834770144379390610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8834770144379390610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-feet.html' title='Oh the Feet!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6ouJcvgzpI/AAAAAAAAANk/88wpAdwd3Hg/s72-c/IMG_1556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7597898771856532561</id><published>2010-03-18T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T15:11:04.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my pictures</title><content type='html'>So I was going through my pictures today to get them printed off and put into my box picture holder I got for Christmas. After going through and adding them to Walmart.com I realized that I am CAMERA HAPPY! I have almost 500 pictures of Easton and he's only 3 months old... I had to go through them again and delete a few cuz that's a lot to get developed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7597898771856532561?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7597898771856532561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7597898771856532561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7597898771856532561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7597898771856532561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-my-pictures.html' title='Oh my pictures'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8843294323461751182</id><published>2010-03-18T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:06:46.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Changes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday me and Cody's cousin were talking about our babies growing up so fast... She had said the hardest point was when she had to put her kids into a 2 diaper! And I said, I hadn't had to change Easton into a 2 diaper yet, he's still in a 1! Well Debbie Cody's mom bought us some diapers while she was in Salt Lake, and they were a 2 diaper. Well I had ran out of diapers in my diaper bag so I asked her to bring in a few diapers, and I was nervous because i thought they'd be too big, WELL they were just the right size. A size 1 diaper still fits, so I am going to keep him in a size 1 until we are out of those and then move him up to a 2 diaper! But also last week before we left for Farmington, Easton's 3-6 month pants came in the mail. I didn't think they'd quite fit, but I took them anyways; AND they did fit they were just a little big but they fit. It is pretty sad to me, because that means Easton wont' be a baby for long! And all his 0-3 month clothes are my favorites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8843294323461751182?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8843294323461751182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8843294323461751182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8843294323461751182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8843294323461751182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-changes.html' title='Time Changes'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6860253735148442854</id><published>2010-03-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:03:33.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmington</title><content type='html'>This last weekend I traveled to Farmington, New Mexico to watch Cody and Uintah play in a baseball tournament! I rode down with one of the parents' mom, I was very nervous at first because I don't know her and I was worried that it would be an aukward drive! It ended up being one of the funnest drives I have been on! She is one of the most amazing person I have ever met, I am going to try every day to be the kind of woman she is, the kind of mother she is and also the kind of wife she is. We left last Wednesday at 12:00 p.m. and got to Farmington at around 7:00 p.m., Easton fell asleep as soon as we left Vernal and I woke him up when we got to Moab so that I could change his butt and give him another bottle; we then headed to Moab and Easton never cried once; he was such a good baby! I was thinking that Farmington would be warm and I wouldn't have to get bundled up; but it wasn't any warmer than it is in Vernal and the wind blew the whole time we were there! I had to keep Easton wrapped up the whole time, and he got a little fussy on the trip but was such a good baby the whole time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to watch Cody with the baseball team! He interacts with them and they really enjoy him coaching. I think it is so great that Cody is willing to take up his time to coach these high school kids, and he loves it! I didn't get very many pictures because I kept leaving my camera in the car; so I only got a few on the last day. on Thursday night we got in the hot tub, and so did Easton. I was nervous it was going to be too hot, but he loved the hot tub and was a little mad to get out. I tried getting Cody to go get my camera but he wouldn't, so I don't have any pictures!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448891771688250194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S55aMmcG61I/AAAAAAAAANU/He-K4LrM8Vg/s320/IMG_1540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448890486547656162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S55ZBy6treI/AAAAAAAAANM/v2pG116auEg/s320/IMG_1545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6860253735148442854?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6860253735148442854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6860253735148442854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6860253735148442854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6860253735148442854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/farmington.html' title='Farmington'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S55aMmcG61I/AAAAAAAAANU/He-K4LrM8Vg/s72-c/IMG_1540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8255411248775654951</id><published>2010-03-09T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:29:58.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Mistake</title><content type='html'>I was taking Eastons 3 month pictures today and I had him in this basket, I was trying to get one of him on his belly! Well i put him in hte basket and on his belly and I stepped back to take his picture and right when I went to take the picture the basket tipped over and Easton landed on his face adn then rolled out. I was really scared and sad; so i threw my camera and went to pick him up and as I rolled him over to pick him up he had the BIGGEST smile on his face. I started to laugh so hard, but i was done taking pictures after that! Poor little Easton...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8255411248775654951?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8255411248775654951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8255411248775654951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8255411248775654951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8255411248775654951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-mistake.html' title='Picture Mistake'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3824138913298838010</id><published>2010-03-09T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:22:52.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S5ceUL-SZzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kHmwji-XS5I/s1600-h/3+month+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855606488164146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S5ceUL-SZzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kHmwji-XS5I/s320/3+month+picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My litte handsome boy is &lt;em&gt;3 months&lt;/em&gt; today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot believe how fast time has flown by! I am kind of sad that he's 3 months already, but excited too because he's so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things about Easton at 3 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; his dad more than anybody i believe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; to eat squash, and i can't feed it fast enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; to sit in his swing and watch Madagascar and Up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; his crib and having his own room "so does mom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he &lt;em&gt;loves &lt;/em&gt;to sit and visit with you, until you get your camera out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he is in 3-6 month clothes already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he had RSV but is feeling completely better now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- he is starting to be a momma's boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't wait to see him change even more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3824138913298838010?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3824138913298838010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3824138913298838010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3824138913298838010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3824138913298838010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S5ceUL-SZzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/kHmwji-XS5I/s72-c/3+month+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5736363185586054544</id><published>2010-03-09T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:50:41.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY Little Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my niece KieLynn turned 2 TODAY. It is so crazy to believe, and it makes me so dang sad! I can remember the day she was born, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MANY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; long hours of labor Christy was tortured with. "52 hours to be exact" and then our beautiful princess was born! I am so lucky to have this little girl in my life and i love her SO MUCH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday KieLynn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446754591876013874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S5bCcXN_XzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/sCXNLsEDkg8/s320/kielynn+birthday+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5736363185586054544?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5736363185586054544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5736363185586054544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5736363185586054544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5736363185586054544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-little-miss.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY Little Miss'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S5bCcXN_XzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/sCXNLsEDkg8/s72-c/kielynn+birthday+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7154922534900579320</id><published>2010-03-08T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:41:51.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I fed Easton his first bite of squash 2 nights ago. They always say to start them out with veggies or they won't eat veggies ever, so I decided to start out with squash. I was a little nervous at first because SQUASH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUCK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but he actually loved it, he at the whole thing of it really fast! It was fun to see him get excited to eat. The next night I decided to feed him pears, and as soon as i opened the package and brought into where he was sitting he started kicking and smacking his lips together. He is so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7154922534900579320?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7154922534900579320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7154922534900579320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7154922534900579320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7154922534900579320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1935282258802971910</id><published>2010-03-02T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:19:25.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Vz5EXDZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2OyO8tEgLE/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444101874541596050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Vz5EXDZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2OyO8tEgLE/s320/IMG_1456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Tz_ORL2I/AAAAAAAAALs/-nc71GT_r44/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444099677170511714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Tz_ORL2I/AAAAAAAAALs/-nc71GT_r44/s320/IMG_1377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41S1iT6WwI/AAAAAAAAALk/a5ZC5P_XKKU/s1600-h/2-21-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444098604257663746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41S1iT6WwI/AAAAAAAAALk/a5ZC5P_XKKU/s320/2-21-10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Qp1iqrjI/AAAAAAAAALc/ONvVn_ApS_k/s1600-h/IMG_1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096204238138930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Qp1iqrjI/AAAAAAAAALc/ONvVn_ApS_k/s320/IMG_1468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41OYcEw4ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/NErM5QYn6xE/s1600-h/IMG_1466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093706320798098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41OYcEw4ZI/AAAAAAAAALU/NErM5QYn6xE/s320/IMG_1466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8681043673026217303-1935282258802971910?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1935282258802971910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1935282258802971910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1935282258802971910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1935282258802971910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/photo-time.html' title='Photo time'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S41Vz5EXDZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L2OyO8tEgLE/s72-c/IMG_1456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8321876923777029637</id><published>2010-03-01T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:45:38.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RSV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is RSV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respiratory Syncytial Virus: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is a very common virus that causes mild cold-like symptoms in adults and children. However, babies who were born prematurely adn babies with lung disease are at high risk of getting a very serious illness if they catch RSV. RSV occurs in seasonal outbreaks, usually from Fall through Spring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well my weekend started off really rough! Cody had just shown up to my moms house when we realized Eastons' cough had gotten worse! He was breathing really hard and was looking very pale. Me and Cody were very nervous, but never having to deal with this before we asked mom her opinion. She told us that we need to get him to a hospital, even if they tell us nothing's wrong and to come home! The reason why I was so confused too, was because he didn't have a fever and he was still a very happy baby adn never acted like he was sick or having a hard time breathing. We load Easton up, leave all our stuff in Wyoming and head to the emergency room in Vernal. We got there at about 11:00 p.m. and waited for like 4 hours before they omitted us into the hospital. Eastonw as so dehydrated, that they couldn't get any blood drawn. They tried 5 different times and still none; after 5 times they stopped trying and decided not to give him an IV. It was the hardest thing to watch my baby boy get hurt and cry, and there was nothing I could do; cuz they're only trying to help him Around 3:00 they finally got us a room and started his RSV treatment. Since RSV is a virus they can't give them any antibiotics; so they get this long thin tube run it down his nose and suck the mucus out of his lungs, and they do it on both sides every few hours. So it DOES mess up their sleeping schedule! When we first got back to the room Easton like almost passed out he was so worn out, the second time they come to suck out his nose he didn't even really wake up when they did it; and the rest of the time he just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCREAMED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Immediatly when we got to the Emergency Room they put him on oxygen, his oxygen level was down to 80 adn needs to be up to 100! He hated having that oxygen thing in his nose! All the nurses and the staff just loved Easton, they kept saying how cute he was. There was one nurse that Easton loved the most, it was almost as if he was flirting with her, every time she'd come in he'd get so excited; it was so cute! But he didn't love the Respiratory Therapist, every time he'd come in Eastons' heart rate would shoot up really fast, he just knew what he was going to do to him! Finally Sunday morning came around and the nurse sucked out his nose again and she took his oxygen off for awhile to see how he would do without it, and luckily his oxygen level and heart rate were so good the whole time. The doctor came in and said everything looked great and discharged us. After the nurse had us sign the discharge sheat; we were out of that hospital before they even realized it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RSV is so contagious that my mom had to go home, get in the shower and change her clothes before seh got around the other kids. So all you moms out there, make sure you wash your hands a lot, especially if you've been around somebody who's sick or if you are sick; you don't want to put your baby through the same thing that we had to! But, my Easton was such a trooper and is feeling a lot better already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8321876923777029637?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8321876923777029637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8321876923777029637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8321876923777029637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8321876923777029637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/03/rsv.html' title='RSV'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8214707674010470690</id><published>2010-02-26T16:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:09:32.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have another funny post about my nephew Jex. Easton was tired and being a little fussy; so after a few minutes of him crying Jex walked up to me and said "Cara, stop being mean to him" I laughed so hard, kids are so dang cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8214707674010470690?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8214707674010470690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8214707674010470690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8214707674010470690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8214707674010470690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-another-funny-post-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6900297685119881794</id><published>2010-02-26T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:41:46.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am sitting at my sister-in-law's house playing on the computer, when i look over at my nephew Jex sitting next to Easton on the couch. His face was about 2 inches away from Easton and he just stared at him for like 3 minutes; then all of a sudden he looked up to me and Mindy and said "I just really like him" and he pointed to Easton. It was so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6900297685119881794?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6900297685119881794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6900297685119881794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6900297685119881794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6900297685119881794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-sitting-at-my-sister-in-laws-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-409520123966924105</id><published>2010-02-18T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:11:51.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots - Shots - Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easton got his 2 month shots today. I was a nervous wreck all morning, I hate to see my lil' man hurt and cry it just breaks my heart! I head to Cody's shop to pick him up, because i refused to go alone; we headed to Tri-County Health Department and waited until they were ready! When we got him back in the room, the nurse told us that we needed to take his pants off and that Cody needed to face him forward- Cody faced Easton towards him and I started to laugh, the nurse said 'no forward please', it was so funny. Easton was just smiling adn visiting with the nurse until they stuck him with the needle; and then he started to scream, i felt so bad!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439708809993024594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S326V4UydFI/AAAAAAAAALM/ATnHnj0xny4/s320/IMG_1386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439708324884897234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3255pJ_3dI/AAAAAAAAALE/whMm6zkaF1c/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" /&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/8681043673026217303-409520123966924105?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/409520123966924105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=409520123966924105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/409520123966924105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/409520123966924105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/shots-shots-shots.html' title='Shots - Shots - Shots'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S326V4UydFI/AAAAAAAAALM/ATnHnj0xny4/s72-c/IMG_1386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8856120538985313069</id><published>2010-02-18T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:24:01.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night we put Easton in his crib in his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OWN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bedroom to sleep. I was a little nervous, because I didn't think he'd sleep very good on his own; but, he did AMAZING. I had to wake him up at 8:00 a.m. to get ready to go to work for a little bit. I was really sad to put him in his own room because that means he's growing up, but he IS growing up and is too big for his basinett; but I was glad too because we all got really good sleep! I am enjoying every minute of being a mom and having Easton as my son; he is such an amazing baby and is getting so much more fun every day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439604457676665906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S31bbxpy9DI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9R1jeRsP5Z4/s320/IMG_1379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8856120538985313069?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8856120538985313069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8856120538985313069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8856120538985313069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8856120538985313069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/crib-time.html' title='Crib Time'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S31bbxpy9DI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9R1jeRsP5Z4/s72-c/IMG_1379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1362838633307856479</id><published>2010-02-17T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:20:14.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Easton full out laughed for the first time yesterday. It was so dang cute, I kept trying to get him to laugh some more but then he got tired of me and ignored me! I will try to get him to laugh again so I can video it and have you guys watch it. He's so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1362838633307856479?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1362838633307856479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1362838633307856479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1362838633307856479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1362838633307856479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/easton-full-out-laughed-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1379625511708654189</id><published>2010-02-12T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:49:49.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 month check up</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I took Easton into Dr. B. for his 2 month check up! I was nervous, cuz i thought i was going to have to get his shots that day, but the Clinic wouldn't do them so I have to take him to the health department next Monday; so I'll be nervous that day! Easton was such a good boy during his appointment, he never cried once and he loved Dr. B. He would just visit and smile at him the whole time. At the end of the appointment Dr. B. said "man you have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BIG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baby". He was 24 inches '95% on the charts' he weighed almost 13 lbs '75% on the charts' and his head was '75% on the charts'! He was almost as much as his cousin Keston but he is 5 weeks younger, ha ha!! Dr. B also said that he acts like a 4 month old and he's only 2 months he was pretty impressed with him. I am so that he is 2 months already but he is getting so fun already and he's just going to get more and more fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1379625511708654189?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1379625511708654189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1379625511708654189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1379625511708654189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1379625511708654189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-month-check-up.html' title='2 month check up'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4888637670822208376</id><published>2010-02-09T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:03:02.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Lady!!</title><content type='html'>Me and Cody were walking in walmart the other day and this little girl was around the age of 4 kept saying and pointing at me, 'mom, mom, look at that giant lady'. It was the cutest thing ever! My niece KieLynn has the cutest personality ever and she just makes me laugh all the time; Christy sent me a picture of KieLYnn trying to pull her underwear up. She has one leg in and is trying to put the other leg in but is about to fall over. She won't let Christy help her because she is a BIG girl now! I miss her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4888637670822208376?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4888637670822208376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4888637670822208376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4888637670822208376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4888637670822208376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/giant-lady.html' title='Giant Lady!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7441866424447329767</id><published>2010-02-09T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:00:24.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3H3AAzudUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-rKFjw8RbHA/s1600-h/easton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436397804801914178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3H3AAzudUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-rKFjw8RbHA/s320/easton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;My baby boy is 2 months old today! I can't even believe it... Time has flown by so fast; but I am just loving every minute of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7441866424447329767?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7441866424447329767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7441866424447329767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7441866424447329767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7441866424447329767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3H3AAzudUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-rKFjw8RbHA/s72-c/easton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7121986589611415307</id><published>2010-02-09T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:19:35.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Club</title><content type='html'>Me and my sister-in-law Mindy have decided that we would like to put together a book club. We are going to call in "Some Gals' Book Club". It is going to be so much fun! We will read one book a month and each month a different person gets to pick the book to read! As the month has ended or as you have finished the book you will write your review in the comments! If anybody would like to be apart of the book club just get me your email adress and I'll add you to the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:caraandcody@gmail.com"&gt;caraandcody@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7121986589611415307?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7121986589611415307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7121986589611415307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7121986589611415307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7121986589611415307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-club.html' title='Book Club'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1416246469087909968</id><published>2010-02-08T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:21:18.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastons Blessing / Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Easton was blessed on Sunday 02/07/2010 in McKinnon, Wyoming! I was trying to decide where I would have him blessed and I decided it would be the place where I felt at home the most! The blessing went very well, and a lot of people showed up! I sat next to my best friend Jessica and all through church her little 10 month old daugher was making me laugh so hard. She would take a drink and garggle on purpose! it was so dang cute!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436032107184414034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3CqZnBYXVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1Sl_t-nKNyA/s320/blessing2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church everyone headed to my sister-in-law's house where we ate dinner and just visisted! my nephew Jex was being such a riot and making everyone laugh! He was telling us hwo you can tell when you're tired, and he'd yawn really big; he then was telling us about shooting bampires and how when he's 5 he's going to be a volcano! He also told us that he only likes KieLynn when she's sleeping! When Cody's cousin Jessica was getting ready to leave she was tryign to get her 4 year old to go potty before they leave, Jex looked up to her and said 'yep, we have toilets'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the blessign and dinner we stayed for the SUPER BOWL! And I want you to know that I did cheer for the saints to win; and I'm so glad they did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1416246469087909968?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1416246469087909968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1416246469087909968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1416246469087909968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1416246469087909968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/eastons-blessing-super-bowl.html' title='Eastons Blessing / Super Bowl'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S3CqZnBYXVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/1Sl_t-nKNyA/s72-c/blessing2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8676064424082737691</id><published>2010-02-06T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:46:11.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So i went to "Dear John" last night! And, I of course cried like a little baby. There's a part where they say goodbye adn it made me think of when I had to say goodbye and the friendships I've had! I've had, well you can say a lot of fake friendships since I've been a senior in high school. I believe, that I tried so hard to have a good friend that I could: trust, laugh with, tell my problems too, cry with and talk on the phone with! I always tried to be the friend I would always want, and I end up finding out that they weren't really my friends. I have always wanted a best friend, and I'd think I was getting one then all of a sudden they weren't talking to me anymore; so I guess it must be all me! All this time of worrying and wondering a best friend I finally realized that I've always had a best friend; and I just barely realized who she is! I had to say goodbye to her over Christmas and I'm not sure if I'll get to see her again. Who is she? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHRISTY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We laugh at the exact same things, I can remember laughing until my guts hurt and I was crying. We loved to do the same things, and we knew how each other felt at all times, I could talk to her on the for hours and never run out of things to say. But I never realized this until the Tuesday before Christmas, when I had to say goodbye to her and I was without my best friend! I was rude to her at times when I was around other girls, because I wanted to be friends with them so bad; and now all I want is for Christy to be home again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss you christy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435172561301572322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S22cpdFUiuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/g-NtNejmfqU/s320/christy+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Dear John is such a good movie, a total tear jerker!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8676064424082737691?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8676064424082737691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8676064424082737691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8676064424082737691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8676064424082737691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S22cpdFUiuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/g-NtNejmfqU/s72-c/christy+123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4920872049780248386</id><published>2010-02-03T13:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:45:05.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I'll miss!!!</title><content type='html'>Easton is growing so fast and it is making me so sad, I am trying to get a picture of Easton when I get him out of the car seat, but no one has been around when I do. But, I love it when i get him out and he stretches and curls up into a ball and arches his back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4920872049780248386?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4920872049780248386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4920872049780248386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4920872049780248386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4920872049780248386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-ill-miss.html' title='The things I&apos;ll miss!!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3685847694403798467</id><published>2010-01-31T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:38:15.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Eli</title><content type='html'>So last night after eating at "Golden Corral" one of the best places; anyways, we decided that we were going to go to the movie! Mike and Debbie of course had Easton through the whole movie, they were nervous that he'd be scared during the movie or be fussy, but he was perfect the whole time! I thought it was an amazing movie, besides all the F bombs that were said i loved it!  I think Denzel Washington is an amazing actor, he just proves his talents much more in this movie! As we were walking out of the theater, Debbie said "I hope that Cara likes this movie", because the first about 20 minutes it was pretty violent and I wasn't sure where it was going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that you all go to this movie to see for yourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3685847694403798467?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3685847694403798467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3685847694403798467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3685847694403798467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3685847694403798467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-of-eli.html' title='The Book of Eli'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-9218731256348554722</id><published>2010-01-31T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:15:24.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>church again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love them!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S2XkJTE-ckI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kdRcdDQGTVA/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432999373883470402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S2XkJTE-ckI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kdRcdDQGTVA/s320/IMG_1272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Cody and Easton all ready to go to church, I just love this outfit and how cute my boys are!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-9218731256348554722?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/9218731256348554722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=9218731256348554722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9218731256348554722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9218731256348554722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/church-again.html' title='church again'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S2XkJTE-ckI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kdRcdDQGTVA/s72-c/IMG_1272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1095547463020380538</id><published>2010-01-28T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:59:53.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I told myself I was going to start writing down everything that Easton does, so I can remember it for forever! He is almost 2 months old and it just makes me so sad, I wish time would slow down just a little. i have started to feed him baby rice at nights with his bottle, it helps him stay full and sleep through the night; I also put a 1 size diaper on him at night so i don't have to compeltely wake him up when it needs changed... He spit up on cody a few days ago and I laughed really hard, he's never spit up on me yet; but he has peed on me so I guess we're even! Easton is trying so hard to just sit and visit with you, and when he opens his mouth and nothings comes out he starts to get so mad! He is finally awake most of the day, but I can tell when it's time for a nap because he gets grumpy- he doesn't get completely grumpy and cries he's just not 100% happy like he is all the time, so I lay him down in his crib and he goes to sleep! He loves to smile and play all day long and he loves to be talked to! there is a toy that we have for him, that he lives on the mat and toys hang down; I lifted his hand once to hit the toy and it made noise, he got so dang excited that he just flings his arms and kicks his legs and gets so excited to try and hit the toys; it will be fun for when he gets bigger and actually starts playing with the toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a mom, it is the most exciting thing ever! I have decided not to go back to work and to stay home to take care of my little boy; I don't want to miss anything that happens in his life and I want to be the one who teaches him everything- Right before Easton was born I was very nervous that I wouldn't be a good mom and that I wouldn't want to get up in the middle of the night to take care of him, or spend the time to teach him things; but it is so amazign how much I love to be a mom, adn when he gets up in the middle of the night I just love staring at him and just loving him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1095547463020380538?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1095547463020380538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1095547463020380538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1095547463020380538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1095547463020380538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-told-myself-i-was-going-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-4540080126611307314</id><published>2010-01-19T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:14:33.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring People</title><content type='html'>So last night I went to the Rec Center for the first time since I found out I was pregnant. Me and Cody have decided we'll go together at nights and help each other out. It is really easy because I just put Easton in the stroller and walk around the track. Well, on the way home I was tired of waiting for Cody so I headed out on my own, as I was walking across the street a truck coming out of the parking lot pulled over to check if I was ok. Since I only had a few feet to go to get to my house, I let him know I was. But, it was so amazing to know that there are people out there who are willing to help you out when you are in trouble. Even though I wasn't in trouble, he didn't know that and made a point to check on me! I pray every night that no harm will come upon my friends and family, and that heavenly father will help those out that are in need; and this was a testimony builder and proof that Heavenly Father does listen and he's watching over us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-4540080126611307314?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4540080126611307314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=4540080126611307314' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4540080126611307314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/4540080126611307314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/inspiring-people.html' title='Inspiring People'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-1205021978493504702</id><published>2010-01-18T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:47:00.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California - Universal Studios</title><content type='html'>So last Thursday we flew out to San Diego, California for a family vacation. We decided that we would drive out Wednesday night, go to dinner at Tucano's and spend the night in Salt Lake as a family! Easton slept all day and all the way out to Salt Lake,a ll through dinner and until we got to the hotel; so he was up all night long. I was super tired, but I was laughing at him all night... he doesn't cry when he wakes up he just moans and visits! He was trying to talk to me that I was laughing and I woke Cody up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we showed up to the hotel we started to put together our stroller that we just bought. It took us 1 hour to get it together, because it came all apart and was very confusing and the instructions &lt;em&gt;SUCKED&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got up the next morning we got all our bags to gether and headed to the airport, I was a nervous wreck the whole time. First of all, I &lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt; airplanes and I didn't want Eastons ears to get hurt and him to cry and be in pain... He did such a good job, I was so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to California I stepped outside and enjoyed the great sunny weather. We headed to the car rental place and there they gave us our mini van to drive all weekend! we totally pulled it off... We went to the zoo, and did some shopping. I didn't really like the zoo! I LOVED Universal Studios and would love to go back; I actually think I could live there in Hollywood! The trip was a lot of fun, but it was crazy to see how much money you waste on a trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-1205021978493504702?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1205021978493504702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=1205021978493504702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1205021978493504702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/1205021978493504702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/california-universal-studios.html' title='California - Universal Studios'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8147518813415817219</id><published>2010-01-04T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:52:15.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my mom!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my mom came to Vernal yesterday to hang out with me Cody and Easton for the day. As soon as we were done with Sacrament we headed home to wait for her to show up. We decided to meet her at Golden Corral "Which I love", then after that we hurried and went to Walmart and Cal Ranch to do a little bit of shopping... After we were done shopping we headed back to the house to watch a movie. Cody got to pick out the movie, and he chose "The Hangover", I was a little nervous to have my mom watch that movie, but she laughed the whole time!!! I am very lucky and glad that we live so close, that we can still get together once in awhile; and I can't wait for Easton to get older and get to know his grandma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8147518813415817219?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8147518813415817219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8147518813415817219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8147518813415817219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8147518813415817219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-my-mom.html' title='I love my mom!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7971596739487053965</id><published>2010-01-03T15:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:03:55.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastons 1st day of Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S0Ev--tCzwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F1_l0v00rZg/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422668185361108738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S0Ev--tCzwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F1_l0v00rZg/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today me Easton and Cody went to church. It was Easton's 1st time going, I had to dress him up cute... Jolynn White held him during sacrament and he was smiling for her and it was the first time he smiled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7971596739487053965?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7971596739487053965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7971596739487053965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7971596739487053965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7971596739487053965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/eastons-1st-day-of-church.html' title='Eastons 1st day of Church'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S0Ev--tCzwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F1_l0v00rZg/s72-c/IMG_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-3549819635682639391</id><published>2010-01-02T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:50:48.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2010 and I can't believe it!!! I swear I can remember talking about how we were going to tell everybody that we were going to have a baby, and then we were going to the hospital to find out what the gender was, then I was down to one day left of my pregnancy and Easton was deciding not to come when he was suppose to, and 2 weeks later he came! 2009 was an amazing year, and I'm not sure how we're going to top it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things that happened to us in 2009-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;- Easton being born&lt;br /&gt;- Christy moved away from me&lt;br /&gt;- Keston was born&lt;br /&gt;- KieLynn had her first birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Eastons 1st Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- Shaylee won her first saddle&lt;br /&gt;- Cori won her first pair of chaps&lt;br /&gt;- Finding out Easton was a BOY!&lt;br /&gt;- Going to Portland to visit Lorra&lt;br /&gt;- Having my 1 year anniversary w/the most amazing person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-3549819635682639391?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3549819635682639391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=3549819635682639391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3549819635682639391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/3549819635682639391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2010-and-i-cant-believe-it-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-820558008970052177</id><published>2009-12-31T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:43:49.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging....</title><content type='html'>So I try and wish that I had a cute blog, and that I had cute ideas to write about- but unforunately my blog is never very cute--- I try to get cute ideas and see what I should write about, but I never come up with anything! My two favorite blogs are Whitney Calhouns and Whitney Robinsons- They always have cute things to write about. I've been trying to decide why I can't come up with anything, and it's because I live a very boring life, and I forget about the fun things I do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-820558008970052177?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/820558008970052177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=820558008970052177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/820558008970052177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/820558008970052177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogging.html' title='Blogging....'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-8349549504065306526</id><published>2009-12-30T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:43:16.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SzwrH42hIAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d3tMgx8fA_I/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421255465967362050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SzwrH42hIAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d3tMgx8fA_I/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today Easton is 3 weeks old... I can't even believe that he is 3 weeks already. It felt like the pregnancy took 4 years and that he was never going to get here, and now since he's here it's going by so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been such an amazing baby, I can't wait to see the changes he is going to be making- I just don't want him to get big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things Easton is doing now-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he is making funny noises like he is talking, it makes me laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he loves to take a bath, but hates to get out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he is drinking a 4oz bottle every 3 - 4 hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- he is trying to hold his head up and be strong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-8349549504065306526?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8349549504065306526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=8349549504065306526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8349549504065306526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/8349549504065306526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-weeks.html' title='3 weeks'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SzwrH42hIAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d3tMgx8fA_I/s72-c/IMG_0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5594411617827683287</id><published>2009-12-12T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:20:19.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQJBTEplcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tP_4hF-aBLA/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414462569910474178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQJBTEplcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tP_4hF-aBLA/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQIUCktasI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Ma3di1EC1M/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414461792387427010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQIUCktasI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-Ma3di1EC1M/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQHUYfWPMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7RP3LerNbgM/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414460698758888642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQHUYfWPMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7RP3LerNbgM/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQH1xu2MSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NZAlrpqNzuE/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414461272470466850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQH1xu2MSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NZAlrpqNzuE/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQH1xu2MSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NZAlrpqNzuE/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well "&lt;strong&gt;Easton Michael McKeachnie"&lt;/strong&gt; is finally here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8lbs 1 oz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21 inches long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:48 p.m. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday, November 9 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the most amazing miracle and experience I have ever gone through. I have to admit that I was very nervous and kept praying that things would turn out great. On Wednesday morning we headed to the hospital at 6:45 a.m. and started to fill out our paperwork and get everything going to be induced. at about 8:30 they inserted a pill to make me thin out and start to dialate! I had to lay down for 3 hours straight w/out moving, then after an hour of laying down they checked to see if I had changed. Unfortunately I only dialated to a 1; so the nurses called Dr. B to see what they should do, and he told them to insert another pill and wait another 3 hours. Well about half way through the second pill I started to have contractions and dialated up to a 2. They weren't too thrilled about the progress, but as the nurse was walking out of the room I shouted to her "I think my water is breaking", or "I'm peeing my pants": and she said no you're water broke, which is a good thing. I was in so much pain at that time that I was crying like every 30 seconds. they called Dr. B and asked if I could have an epidural, and of course I was able to; so within 40 minutes the pain was almost gone. I then fell asleep for the next 3 1/2 to 4 hours, and the nurse walked in to tell me that she needed to check on me "orders from Dr. B.", she said I don't think you'll be very far but it'll be good to know! She laid me down and checked to see if I was dialated and got this strange look on her face, and said you are completely dialated; but I better get a 2nd opinion, so another nurse came in and checked and sure enough I was completely dialated and was ready to start pushing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pushed for 45 minutes to an hour! I was nervous that before I was going to get too warned and not want to push, but I was very strong the whole time and never got warned out! It was an amazing experience and such a wonderful miracle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love my baby boy so much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8681043673026217303-5594411617827683287?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5594411617827683287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5594411617827683287' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5594411617827683287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5594411617827683287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/12/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s HERE!!!'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/SyQJBTEplcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tP_4hF-aBLA/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-354237369806839421</id><published>2009-12-04T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:07:04.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today Easton is one week late! I am starting to go crazy, every single night I go to bed I think that I will wake up in the middle of the night and be in labor- but NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been given advice of many different things to try:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Castor Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Peppermint oil- rubbed on the bottom of your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Clary Sage Oil- rubbed on the insides of your ankles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Pedicure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;And NONE of it as worked... I wish he would just be here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-354237369806839421?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/354237369806839421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=354237369806839421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/354237369806839421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/354237369806839421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting...'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-674827899352317146</id><published>2009-11-13T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:10:20.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow - Let it snow - Let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Sv11_SArQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7dmW5NI89os/s1600-h/snowflake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Sv11_SArQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7dmW5NI89os/s320/snowflake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403604857941345090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;We woke up to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SNOW!!!&lt;/span&gt; I am so excited I could just scream! Okay, not really but I do love snow and winter-- I hope it keeps snowing all day long and doesn't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am down to 2 weeks today- This pregnancy has taken forever, but I'm glad we're down to the end. At times I feel like I am completely ready to take on this huge responsibility, and at other times I wish that I still had months to prepare... Unfortunately I don't have months, and any day I will become a mom! I have prayed everyday of my pregnancy that I will be the mom that I need to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Sv11_SArQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7dmW5NI89os/s1600-h/snowflake.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-674827899352317146?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/674827899352317146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=674827899352317146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/674827899352317146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/674827899352317146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow - Let it snow - Let it snow'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Sv11_SArQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/7dmW5NI89os/s72-c/snowflake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-6466368789958568062</id><published>2009-11-04T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:57:03.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilbert "Keston" Blea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So Christy and Gilbert had their baby yesterday morning. We only got to see him for a few minutes, but he is a very handsome little man.  He got blood in his lungs, so he's been in the nursery since yesterday morning w/oxygen so none of us have gotten to hold him yet. He will be on oxygen for sure for another 24 hours, but the doctors and pediatrician says that he is doing good and is improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He was 6 lbs 10 oz and 19 inches long, he was 1 lb and half smaller than KieLynn and 2 inches shorter, so she might be bigger than him for forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We are so proud of Christy and are so excited to have him in our lives; now it's my turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-6466368789958568062?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6466368789958568062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=6466368789958568062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6466368789958568062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/6466368789958568062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/11/gilbert-keston-blea.html' title='Gilbert &quot;Keston&quot; Blea'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-9145793221857035257</id><published>2009-11-01T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:29:21.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Su2_SucspCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M9GtyzEugss/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399181856714040354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Su2_SucspCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M9GtyzEugss/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Su2-s7mGj3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/4m0NppYQGCk/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399181207408119666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Su2-s7mGj3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/4m0NppYQGCk/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-9145793221857035257?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/9145793221857035257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=9145793221857035257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9145793221857035257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9145793221857035257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/Su2_SucspCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M9GtyzEugss/s72-c/IMG_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5536816531001176991</id><published>2009-10-30T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:24:17.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So for work we were told that we needed to dress up as a dead celebrity- I had no idea what I was going to be, and then my loving husband gave me the greatest idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Herbie the Love Bug"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I got a plain white shirt from the boys department and painted on it and made it fit around my fat belly, and so I am a car for Halloween. It has turned out really cute I just wish somebody at work had a camera to take a picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5536816531001176991?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5536816531001176991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5536816531001176991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5536816531001176991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5536816531001176991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-for-work-we-were-told-that-we-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5701858597556871393</id><published>2009-10-27T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:22:45.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COUNT DOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So today is the official count down... I have one month from today until Easton will be here &amp;amp; I am so completely excited!!! I just hope he comes on time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5701858597556871393?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5701858597556871393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5701858597556871393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5701858597556871393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5701858597556871393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/count-down.html' title='COUNT DOWN'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-5384603726052076366</id><published>2009-10-22T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:57:58.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dr. B keeps moving my due date every week I go in- it is either November 30th or November 27th. Since he changes his mind so much I have decided to stick w/November 27th, the closer the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year our family makes homemade christmas gifts, it has been such a blast and so memorable! I always like to start on my gifts early, because, WELL- I am a procrastinator and I need time to make them cute! I finally sat down last night after minutes of turning and turning in my bed, and I started on my gifts! This year is going to be the funnest of gifts I've given!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-5384603726052076366?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5384603726052076366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=5384603726052076366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5384603726052076366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/5384603726052076366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-2285837565984015478</id><published>2009-10-19T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:40:53.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>So this last weekend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jessica Steen&lt;/span&gt; the amazing person she is, threw Christy a baby shower! A lot of people had mentioned that is was stupid for them to have a baby shower for Christy: for the reason that she already had a child. Well, KieLynn is a girl and the new baby will be a boy so I'm sure Christy won't dress her in girl stuff; and in my opinion it's nobody's business to tell somebody what they should or shouldn't do, Jessica wanted to throw a baby shower for Christy because she is a good person and knows Christy needed it, I just feel bad there are people out there who are so judgmental and believe that their opinion and ideas should be followed and be the only ideas ever. Christy is a good person and deserves to have a special day for her and her baby! And plus I got to spoil Christy, which I love to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieLynn is growing up to be so big, she's turning into a little girl not a baby anymore and it makes me really sad. I am so thrilled to say that I get Christy and KieLynn living w/us until the baby is born. I love having both of them around and I am so thrilled to have them here! She is starting to talk and it's so dang cute; her main word is NO and sometimes she wines no, shouts it or just drags it out; then if you tell her where something is or she can't do something she'll say "oh", she says momma all the times, and now she wines "want it", she says Cara once in awhile but it sounds like "tare". she says cookie once in awhile and horsey. Cody's dad bought me this toy tote that can be folded up, well anyways, KieLynn has decided it'd be funny to put it on her head and run around the houses making loud noises and chasing me, and she won't stop! I laugh so hard I almost peed my pants and couldn't breathe; so now she thinks it's a game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to say I have almost a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;" marriage. Cody is such a wonderful husband and is so amazing to me! HE has been so much fun to watch through out this pregnancy, especially now towards the end. He pays half of the bills, buys us dinner, takes me on dates and loves me more than anything. BUT, he has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt; friends who do not want to let go of him and let him live a married life. Every single weekend they are always calling him to go hang out and party and be with the guys; they never stop to think that married people DON'T do that anymore- Cody is the kind of person that he won't tell no to, and I think he's still living the single life just a little bit! So for the past weekends he has been out every night until about 11:00 or 1:00 hanging out with his friends; I try talking to him and telling him he needs to be home w/me; he just doesnt' understand yet! I sure hope he grows up and grows away from his friends real soon, especially with Easton coming in the next 6 weeks. I don't know if this is what every newly wed goes through and guys just need time to learn or if I need to be tougher on Cody. I love him so much and I just want him to want to be with me... TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-2285837565984015478?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2285837565984015478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=2285837565984015478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2285837565984015478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/2285837565984015478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-9185763633102026988</id><published>2009-10-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T08:55:59.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaylee's Baptism</title><content type='html'>On Sunday my niece was baptized. She asked me a few weeks ago if I'd give a talk- I was so nervous but also so very excited when she asked me. This was my very first talk since I was baptized almost two years ago, and luckily it was in front of family. I started preparing my talk a week in advance, and then Saturday morning the day before I get up and changed my whole talk! When I started walking up to give my talk I was shaking so bad, I was worried i was going to sound horrible and make no sense! Luckily everyone said that I sounded good and Shaylee even caught a few things from my talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my niece, I know she'll be a great person and do so well in the church. After all the talks were done and she was baptized the bishop got up and asked Shaylee if he could say a few words about her, and she said no that she just wanted to go eat some food. It was so cute-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-9185763633102026988?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/9185763633102026988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=9185763633102026988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9185763633102026988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/9185763633102026988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/shaylees-baptism.html' title='Shaylee&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8681043673026217303.post-7486660512985110825</id><published>2009-09-22T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:53:31.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultra Sound Trama</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we had another Ultra Sound appointment, we get back into the room and I lay down on the bed and they start ding the Ultra Sound, well all of a sudden I realized that I'm feeling nautious and about to pass out; I was almost gone completely when the ultra sound guy asked if I was doing ok, I said no I'm not! At that moment I don't really remember a lot, i started seeing black spots and couldn't really hear anybody until he said my name! He had me roll over and lay on my side for a few minutes; so I'm laying on my side and I have to get up and run to the bathroom... It was so dang embarassing- when I come back in I lay down on the bed and we finish the ultra sound; I was fine after that! I couldn't believe that I had done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the good side- the baby isnt' showing signs of "Cystic fibrosis" and he is weighing 3 1/2 pounds and is looking just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- it has made me so much more excited and anxious to get him here! After work we all got together and put Eastons crib together and painted the room, now tonight I am going to go home and clean my house and start decorating, I can't wait I am so dang excited!  After the room is finished I will show you pictures-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8681043673026217303-7486660512985110825?l=caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7486660512985110825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8681043673026217303&amp;postID=7486660512985110825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7486660512985110825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8681043673026217303/posts/default/7486660512985110825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caraleemckeachnie.blogspot.com/2009/09/ultra-sound-trama.html' title='Ultra Sound Trama'/><author><name>Cara Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13555204409685095716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2lZgo8tKXY/S6vYdqoZ3nI/AAAAAAAAANw/AyMKyJc5sTg/S220/IMG_0953.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
