<?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-1787785639181927526</id><updated>2011-07-28T09:05:27.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally Luthi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-1223173169251642031</id><published>2010-09-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T05:40:50.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big ONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right my sweet little angel Heidi turned one on September 8th. I can't believe she is one year old. I know I'm about 10 days late on this post, but a late post is better than no post right? As most of you know my family always goes camping on Memorial and Labor Day weeks. So we celebrated births while we were camping. We always have so much fun. I posted a few pictures of the Big Girls Big Bash. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3_bJYISI/AAAAAAAABEk/y9PJif6Qus4/s1600/IMG_2704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659956147495202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3_bJYISI/AAAAAAAABEk/y9PJif6Qus4/s400/IMG_2704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi's own personal cake she ate just about all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3_IZdLCI/AAAAAAAABEc/zWtXlQ9qHZk/s1600/IMG_2721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659951114660898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3_IZdLCI/AAAAAAAABEc/zWtXlQ9qHZk/s400/IMG_2721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man she really enjoyed her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-4bVqRI/AAAAAAAABEU/OdKQuoJwiWM/s1600/IMG_2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659946827589906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-4bVqRI/AAAAAAAABEU/OdKQuoJwiWM/s400/IMG_2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing Happy Birthday. Heidi loves to be the center of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-gKbYoI/AAAAAAAABEM/9CKLslLnhGI/s1600/IMG_2728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659940314210946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-gKbYoI/AAAAAAAABEM/9CKLslLnhGI/s400/IMG_2728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The clean up process after the cake eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-KHdAEI/AAAAAAAABEE/7FoAL6-VrEo/s1600/IMG_2725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518659934396153922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3-KHdAEI/AAAAAAAABEE/7FoAL6-VrEo/s400/IMG_2725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man she was covered in cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcb8oyKcI/AAAAAAAABD8/J13_ik49SPk/s1600/IMG_2686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518629659848354242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcb8oyKcI/AAAAAAAABD8/J13_ik49SPk/s400/IMG_2686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She sure loved her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcbciXqCI/AAAAAAAABD0/-7IBjOX636I/s1600/IMG_2694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518629651231516706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcbciXqCI/AAAAAAAABD0/-7IBjOX636I/s400/IMG_2694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcai_SXqI/AAAAAAAABDs/nIX0cjf0x70/s1600/IMG_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518629635783548578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcai_SXqI/AAAAAAAABDs/nIX0cjf0x70/s400/IMG_2690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcaDkkJzI/AAAAAAAABDk/uH9PqeGuxnM/s1600/IMG_2684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518629627349968690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcaDkkJzI/AAAAAAAABDk/uH9PqeGuxnM/s400/IMG_2684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the September birthdays in our family. Aren't they just precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcZXHnqhI/AAAAAAAABDc/I-yljBjJIcM/s1600/IMG_2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518629615417403922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJYcZXHnqhI/AAAAAAAABDc/I-yljBjJIcM/s400/IMG_2683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi is such a good girl. She is a little rotten but we wouldn't want her anyother way. She diffently keeps me on my toes. She is so much different than Emily was, Emily never got into anything and was basically a lump on a log. Heidi never sets still she is always on the go. She never stops until you put her in her bed then she kicks around in her bed so she won't fall alseep. She's walking around everywhere into everything, puts everything in her mouth. Maybe someday she will quit eating bugs. She is our little gift from God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you Heidi Beth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-1223173169251642031?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1223173169251642031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=1223173169251642031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1223173169251642031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1223173169251642031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-one.html' title='The Big ONE!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TJY3_bJYISI/AAAAAAAABEk/y9PJif6Qus4/s72-c/IMG_2704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5260628807590899279</id><published>2010-06-27T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:19:47.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting So Big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi is getting so big it makes me sad.  She is really turning into a little stinker.  She is into everything, and I mean everything.  This little girl is on the go all the time.  She just roams all over the house by herself (not like her big sister who wouldn't leave your side when she was a baby).  I have a feeling she might be a climber.  Where she is climbing on the sofa table.  She just loves to clear everything over and climb on.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC6Qv_xbI/AAAAAAAABDM/vmY7i4EWPKU/s1600/IMG_2375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487639345902896562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC6Qv_xbI/AAAAAAAABDM/vmY7i4EWPKU/s400/IMG_2375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She can't quite stand up but she was going to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC6NkHpGI/AAAAAAAABDE/6gXIsi2o0AY/s1600/IMG_2374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487639345047774306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC6NkHpGI/AAAAAAAABDE/6gXIsi2o0AY/s400/IMG_2374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mandy and I took her boys and Heidi to the water park a few weeks ago.  This was Heidi's first time in the pool.  Once she got used to the water she was loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC5tk5L-I/AAAAAAAABC8/08DeuoJ_aJo/s1600/IMG_2371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487639336461086690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC5tk5L-I/AAAAAAAABC8/08DeuoJ_aJo/s400/IMG_2371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she the cutest Bathing Beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC5Q0mubI/AAAAAAAABC0/fOS8sGmKtgU/s1600/IMG_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487639328742357426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC5Q0mubI/AAAAAAAABC0/fOS8sGmKtgU/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what I can do know.  I can stand all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC495qH8I/AAAAAAAABCs/dPUI3QyGeHg/s1600/IMG_2390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487639323663278018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC495qH8I/AAAAAAAABCs/dPUI3QyGeHg/s400/IMG_2390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It won't be long before she starts walking (tear).  I guess it's time to start thinking about another one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-5260628807590899279?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5260628807590899279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5260628807590899279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5260628807590899279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5260628807590899279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-getting-so-big.html' title='I&apos;m Getting So Big!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TCgC6Qv_xbI/AAAAAAAABDM/vmY7i4EWPKU/s72-c/IMG_2375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-202143936783908642</id><published>2010-06-13T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:56:16.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me set the scene....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Early morning, Bert had gone to work.  I wake up to the sound of the dog barking.  The only time I have ever heard Lucy (the dog) barking like this is when there was a snake in the flower bed.  So I was thinking, crap there is a snake somewhere outside.  I really didn't even want to go look to see but I had to.  Our grass was really tall so I couldn't really see. I walked out on the deck to get a closer look.  Finally, I see the thing move.  My skin starts to crawl.  I know I'm not going to walk out there and kill it with a shovel or something.  Then comes the light bulb.  "I'll shoot it with a shot gun"  I go down stairs get the gun and 3 shot gun shells, go back upstairs hoping it's still there, because I can't just let it go, I have to kill it.  Knowing it would still be alive somewhere outside just doesn't work for me.   I go out on the deck hoping to get a clear view.  I can see it but not too well.  My first shot was a little short, the second hit it straight on, it's body flew up, and the third shot was insurance.  I wouldn't walk out there to make sure so I had to wait for Bert to go check later that night.  The funny part is the I did all this in just a t-shirt, panties, and barefoot.  Good thing we live in the country with  no neighbors.  Why is it that the only time I have ever seen a snake at my house is when my husband is at work?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKV4dvliI/AAAAAAAABCk/evBzZJ_fN1I/s1600/IMG_2360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482440229932471842" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKV4dvliI/AAAAAAAABCk/evBzZJ_fN1I/s400/IMG_2360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reason it's not exactly straight is because I took these pictures two days later.  It's been sitting in the hot sun awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKVW87BeI/AAAAAAAABCc/p_jTjZMGUzs/s1600/IMG_2359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482440220936439266" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKVW87BeI/AAAAAAAABCc/p_jTjZMGUzs/s400/IMG_2359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I shot the thing,  I couldn't tell how big it was because of the tall grass.  So when Bert held it up tonight I was a little surprised.  It's bigger than I thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKVJqO7rI/AAAAAAAABCU/fmzsKJv4OWs/s1600/IMG_2352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482440217368391346" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKVJqO7rI/AAAAAAAABCU/fmzsKJv4OWs/s400/IMG_2352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't post without putting a picture of my adorable girls.  Both of these pics crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKU0AwFLI/AAAAAAAABCM/zqRyJ-d8Ob4/s1600/IMG_2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482440211557258418" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKU0AwFLI/AAAAAAAABCM/zqRyJ-d8Ob4/s400/IMG_2198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-202143936783908642?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/202143936783908642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=202143936783908642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/202143936783908642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/202143936783908642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/06/let-me-set-scene.html' title='Let me set the scene....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/TBWKV4dvliI/AAAAAAAABCk/evBzZJ_fN1I/s72-c/IMG_2360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7547173972635581001</id><published>2010-05-09T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:10:02.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Math Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been so busy lately with dance, softball, soccer,and gymnastics I couldn't even find time to breath.  Thank goodness 3 of the 4 are over with.  Now just to focus on softball.  In the last few weeks or I guess week we celebrated Emily's 8th birthday.  Did I just say 8?  Man how time flies.  I can't believe it's been 8 years since hold that sweet bald baby girl.  We haven't had a friend party yet because she would like to have one at the pool and it's still to cold during the first of the month, and plus no pools are opened yet.  So we just celebrated with a few family members.  Emily got to choose where we ate and of coarse she chose Mexican food her favorite.  We had a great time just hanging out and enjoying each others company.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8Zbh8Z1I/AAAAAAAABBs/iOSCv_6265I/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469406680049280850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8Zbh8Z1I/AAAAAAAABBs/iOSCv_6265I/s400/Sally%27s+pics+393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because I'm a slacker and didn't get a cake or anything she just had to settle of a sopapia (sorry about the spelling).  But we did have the candles thanks to the hundreds Grandma Vena gave Mimi aka Becky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8YxtaacI/AAAAAAAABBk/oeS2isZssGE/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469406668823095746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8YxtaacI/AAAAAAAABBk/oeS2isZssGE/s400/Sally%27s+pics+388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crowd watching Emily open a few gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8YVCrpxI/AAAAAAAABBc/Fi2A7ZJcjVA/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469406661127677714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8YVCrpxI/AAAAAAAABBc/Fi2A7ZJcjVA/s400/Sally%27s+pics+389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily got a hyper color shirt from my mom.  I can't believe the things I use to wear are coming back into style.  Come on the 80's and 90's fashion wasn't really that great.  I mean it was fun but I just laugh at the things we use to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8X9ce_mI/AAAAAAAABBU/zkZZzLb3O_U/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469406654793449058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8X9ce_mI/AAAAAAAABBU/zkZZzLb3O_U/s400/Sally%27s+pics+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammy boy is so cute he just puts a smile on my face all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8XOjshAI/AAAAAAAABBM/UmIc4B1inMU/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469406642207228930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8XOjshAI/AAAAAAAABBM/UmIc4B1inMU/s400/Sally%27s+pics+375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily is pretty cheesy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blogs in one.  Emily was chosen to be apart of a Math Marathon at her school.  12 students were picked out of the 2nd grade ruffly 70 kids.  They have two rounds a speed and accuracy round.   Poor Emily really isn't to speed at anything she does, but she did really well, she more than like would have won if she just could have hit that buzzer just a little faster.  The accuracy round was a piece of cake for her.  Over all she came in 3rd place.  You can just say I am one proud mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6ONaaK_I/AAAAAAAABBE/4GeHb2yhhjg/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404288257764338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6ONaaK_I/AAAAAAAABBE/4GeHb2yhhjg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Em during the accuracy round.  You had to show your work and hold it up for the judges to see, and it had to be legible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6NpI8amI/AAAAAAAABA8/GB7dff_W-rU/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404278520834658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6NpI8amI/AAAAAAAABA8/GB7dff_W-rU/s400/Sally%27s+pics+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to start the Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6NYowe9I/AAAAAAAABA0/lCnEOXxxMSo/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404274090867666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6NYowe9I/AAAAAAAABA0/lCnEOXxxMSo/s400/Sally%27s+pics+343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are Emily's classmates the were also in the Maraton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6Mgq0r_I/AAAAAAAABAs/xdQC4JmidoQ/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404259067146226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6Mgq0r_I/AAAAAAAABAs/xdQC4JmidoQ/s400/Sally%27s+pics+344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the 2nd graders that competed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6MEvZY9I/AAAAAAAABAk/tryqrtS7n_c/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404251570136018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c6MEvZY9I/AAAAAAAABAk/tryqrtS7n_c/s400/Sally%27s+pics+346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little math wiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Good thing everyone in the Math Marathon received and metal and trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7547173972635581001?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7547173972635581001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7547173972635581001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7547173972635581001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7547173972635581001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-and-math-marathon.html' title='Birthday and Math Marathon'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-c8Zbh8Z1I/AAAAAAAABBs/iOSCv_6265I/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-30214192965776759</id><published>2010-05-08T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:43:18.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart was stolen (for the 3rd time)...</title><content type='html'>eight months ago today.  I know I can't believe my baby is eight months old.  Seriously where does the time go?   Heidi is such a joy.  I might of complained about her a lot in the first few months of life.  But she has really turned out to be such an easy baby.  Always happy and smiling at everyone.  She is mobile now getting into everything, she has two teeth (good for biting big sister), and she can sit herself up.  She will eat anything, and I mean anything.  Big people for is no matter for this tiny tot.  She still has to be on the really expensive formula, every time I try to switch her to Good Start Soy she just pukes it right up.  I hope this doesn't mean we are allergic to milk.  Just check out those baby blues.  They just melt my heart.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-YDiJ10ezI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Vnz-kXHMrys/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469062682780138290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-YDiJ10ezI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Vnz-kXHMrys/s400/Sally%27s+pics+404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-YDhhr_fUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yswS20gBHXU/s1600/Sally%27s+pics+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469062672001498434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-YDhhr_fUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yswS20gBHXU/s400/Sally%27s+pics+403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily just turned 8 years old.  Will hopefully post pictures soon. &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/1787785639181927526-30214192965776759?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/30214192965776759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=30214192965776759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/30214192965776759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/30214192965776759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-was-stolen-for-3rd-time.html' title='My heart was stolen (for the 3rd time)...'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S-YDiJ10ezI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Vnz-kXHMrys/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7570849934507856838</id><published>2010-03-20T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:10:27.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Piggy Tails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi's hair is so long on top I just don't know what to do with it.  It just seems to be growing and growing but the sides won't grow.  Last night I put it in pig tails for the first time, and I must add she looks adorable.  Now our Mimi just needs to make us a few tiny bows to put in them.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE1jQFLAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TPHez50Ciug/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450838610788297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE1jQFLAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TPHez50Ciug/s400/Sally%27s+pics+272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi just loves Sam.  Here she is smiling at her Sammy Boy.  I have a video of Heidi laughing at Sam, and When Emily attempts to make her laugh she just stares at her.  It's pretty funny.  I would put it on my blog if I knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE1Co5RwI/AAAAAAAAA_c/lwk5qUo9sgA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450838602034005762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE1Co5RwI/AAAAAAAAA_c/lwk5qUo9sgA/s400/Sally%27s+pics+270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi and Mimi.  I just need to say what a great Mimi she is.  She does so much for all of us.  Yesterday she came to my house and put together Heidi's nursery.  Yes I know Heidi is 6 months old and I just got her room done.  That's pretty sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE0si9dXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/sa2RG-824c0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450838596103533938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE0si9dXI/AAAAAAAAA_U/sa2RG-824c0/s400/Sally%27s+pics+268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of three other rats.   When the weather is nice the boys love to come play at our house.  We have a huge pile of trees next to the pond that they love to climb on.  If you can't tell last year we burned the pile a little that's why they are covered in black soot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7570849934507856838?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7570849934507856838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7570849934507856838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7570849934507856838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7570849934507856838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-piggy-tails.html' title='My First Piggy Tails!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S6VE1jQFLAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/TPHez50Ciug/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8010821710035591692</id><published>2010-03-15T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:08:19.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe my baby is six months old. Actually she was 6 months on the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We go this Wednesday for her 6 mo check up. Well, I have been waiting on my sister to upload some pictures for me, but I got tired of waiting. I don't know what's taking her so long, it's not like she has anything else to do. Like take care of 3 small children :) So I am going to apologize for the poor quality of photos. I just took a picture with my camera of the pictures I have. So before you experience viewing pleasure let me tell you a little about Heidi Beth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Luthi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although her first few months of life were pretty rough, she has really turned into a really good baby. She is such a happy girl always has a smile on her face. She loves her cousins, especially Sammy Boy. For some reason she thinks he is so funny and loves to laugh at him. She sleeps great. She is rarely fussy, but when she is you know it's time for bed. If for some reason she misses her nap she is still pretty easy as long as there is a lot going on around her. She loves to watch people and her surroundings. She is my little blue eyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; hair gift from God. Okay now for the pics, this first one I need to explain. A must of you know my in laws own a Sow (pig) operation and my mother in laws birthday was this month so we took a picture of Heidi as a pig for her, and I must add she is the cutest little piglet I've ever seen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pJWgoe_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/jvp5c5SYFOI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449048946035424242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pJWgoe_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/jvp5c5SYFOI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This next one is my all time favorite I love close ups and she is just adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pI6AyKwI/AAAAAAAAA_E/hsoQC5SJtrc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449048938385648386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pI6AyKwI/AAAAAAAAA_E/hsoQC5SJtrc/s400/Sally%27s+pics+263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay maybe I just love all of them because I really like this next one also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pIfIlqfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/WKd1fIAlXiM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449048931170626034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pIfIlqfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/WKd1fIAlXiM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tonight we took a few pictures of Heidi in her bathing suits. She got a bathing suit as a present at the baby shower and I forgot about it and bought one this weekend, and it's a good thing because the one she got at the shower fits really well right now and will probably be to small by the time summer rolls around.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mYPjtJsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2KzYn4fR7DY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449045903332419266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mYPjtJsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2KzYn4fR7DY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry about her hair it just sticks up everywhere and it's pretty curly on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mXuRNBHI/AAAAAAAAA-s/i0jKpaSpO0Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449045894396445810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mXuRNBHI/AAAAAAAAA-s/i0jKpaSpO0Q/s400/Sally%27s+pics+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she the cutest little bathing beauty you've every seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mXCLYcNI/AAAAAAAAA-k/aIetgeUnwuY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449045882560868562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mXCLYcNI/AAAAAAAAA-k/aIetgeUnwuY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this bathing suit. That's why I bought it this weekend at Baby Gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mWjKzSFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Bx3jAFLibeg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449045874236934226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mWjKzSFI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Bx3jAFLibeg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Heidi like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mWdvR1_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/b64w1Qr0KwQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449045872779319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57mWdvR1_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/b64w1Qr0KwQ/s400/Sally%27s+pics+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi and her family wants everyone to have a great spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/1787785639181927526-8010821710035591692?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8010821710035591692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8010821710035591692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8010821710035591692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8010821710035591692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/S57pJWgoe_I/AAAAAAAAA_M/jvp5c5SYFOI/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-1741144381868015909</id><published>2009-12-31T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:50:40.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Em's New Do!</title><content type='html'>Emily and I were talking the other day about getting our hair cut.  At first she was just wanted to get her hair trimmed.  But by the time we got there she had decided to get it cut short.  And I think it is adorable.  Emily likes it because it is much easier to brush.  Also the other night Emily wrote a song this is how it goes:  Emily's version-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's Just Like Home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O, tis just like home but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without a family it's just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a place that I feel sad it's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a place that I really no &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about it's a place I can do wut every I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that place is home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She did pretty good with the spelling but a few things are wrong.  I thought it was pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vXWHvZ_I/AAAAAAAAA-M/aGXmeZdeUeE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541604545488882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vXWHvZ_I/AAAAAAAAA-M/aGXmeZdeUeE/s400/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily's new hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vW2-9zZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/P9Rz6cN-VNY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541596187184530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vW2-9zZI/AAAAAAAAA-E/P9Rz6cN-VNY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily went skiing over Christmas with her dad and his family so when she got home the evening of the 26th she got to open what Santa had left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vWby1ANI/AAAAAAAAA98/coh6aOUu-7c/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541588888518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vWby1ANI/AAAAAAAAA98/coh6aOUu-7c/s400/Sally%27s+pics+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She also jot to open the gifts Pa and Mimi got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vWJpOtWI/AAAAAAAAA90/d99w9UDfU1s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541584016422242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vWJpOtWI/AAAAAAAAA90/d99w9UDfU1s/s400/Sally%27s+pics+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her is my sweet little angle on her first Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vVog6cGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xlvUNAd_KXw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541575123169378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vVog6cGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xlvUNAd_KXw/s400/Sally%27s+pics+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad's house is always so crazy but I wouldn't want it any other way.   I hope everyone has a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-1741144381868015909?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1741144381868015909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=1741144381868015909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1741144381868015909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1741144381868015909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ems-new-do.html' title='Em&apos;s New Do!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sz0vXWHvZ_I/AAAAAAAAA-M/aGXmeZdeUeE/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6089469256658194237</id><published>2009-12-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:00:30.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas. Emily went skiing with her dad and his family this week, but I thought I would post what Emily and I did (or mainly Emily) the night before she left. Here is a picture of Em's ginger bread house she made. She thought this was the best. If you look we had to take the extra icing and make it look like snow on the ground.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxwXYUxQI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qfIJOnean8k/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418870221124715778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxwXYUxQI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qfIJOnean8k/s400/Sally%27s+pics+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily with her master piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxv5IMO6I/AAAAAAAAA9c/D1LCwx29YbQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418870213003983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxv5IMO6I/AAAAAAAAA9c/D1LCwx29YbQ/s400/Sally%27s+pics+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She worked on this house for about an hour. She really wanted it to look great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxvhYgkcI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9mmo-wlgQTk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418870206629974466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxvhYgkcI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9mmo-wlgQTk/s400/Sally%27s+pics+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxvU0_ecI/AAAAAAAAA9M/2VVncz33D_U/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418870203259779522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxvU0_ecI/AAAAAAAAA9M/2VVncz33D_U/s400/Sally%27s+pics+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While she was gone we tried to feed the house to our dog, but Lucy wouldn't eat it. It must taste horrible if the dog won't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxu6QT0lI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ic2EGwwhaV0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418870196126601810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxu6QT0lI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ic2EGwwhaV0/s400/Sally%27s+pics+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would post a few pictures of my littlest angle. She is getting so big. She just started rolling over from her belly to her back. She has noticed her hands and is starting to reach for things. Heidi is sleeping all night about 10 hours takes a bottle around 7 am and goes right back to sleep until 10:30 or 11:00. She really is turning out to be a really good baby. Those first few months were a killer. Heidi will be 4 months old it just a few weeks. I can't believe how fast they grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvBVaxRdI/AAAAAAAAA88/Ewhhwbe89cM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418867214120994258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvBVaxRdI/AAAAAAAAA88/Ewhhwbe89cM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bert and is little mini me. Bert's mother just gave me a photo album of him, and it's scary how much they look alike. I'll try to get to my mom's a scan in a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvA8OaQvI/AAAAAAAAA80/ulSwu1JBs2M/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418867207358268146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvA8OaQvI/AAAAAAAAA80/ulSwu1JBs2M/s400/Sally%27s+pics+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are eating dinner, and I guess Heidi thought she was hungry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvAvcK-EI/AAAAAAAAA8s/SD4bu3XHMG8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418867203926325314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvAvcK-EI/AAAAAAAAA8s/SD4bu3XHMG8/s400/Sally%27s+pics+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my little cutie with her first pony tail on top of head. Isn't she just the cutiest thing. She smiles all the time. Yes just look at that bib. She has to have one on all the time. She is really starting to drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvASO4PwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nr8zLPkeLvA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418867196085944066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOvASO4PwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nr8zLPkeLvA/s400/Sally%27s+pics+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6089469256658194237?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6089469256658194237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6089469256658194237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6089469256658194237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6089469256658194237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SzOxwXYUxQI/AAAAAAAAA9k/qfIJOnean8k/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7153652043944381794</id><published>2009-12-04T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:50:28.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Tuesday Heidi will be 3 months old.  I can't believe she is already three months.  She just now is starting to sleep through the night.  Well she has the last 3 nights we will see if it continues.  I know it's been awhile seen I've blogged up I am just now really starting to feel better.  Kidney stones sure do stink.  Well anyways here are a few pics of Heidi.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdU-a4E-I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lv7-KLG9b7Y/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529410941031394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdU-a4E-I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lv7-KLG9b7Y/s400/Sally%27s+pics+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure why but she always does this face when I put to camera in her face.  She is the smiliest baby until you pull out a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdUnisGmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kDRjwE7RNUA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529404799785570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdUnisGmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kDRjwE7RNUA/s400/Sally%27s+pics+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi really loves her Johnny Jumper alot.  She doesn't jump yet she just likes to be able to look around I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdUEyVabI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZPS1fU5BXdE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529395470166450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdUEyVabI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZPS1fU5BXdE/s400/Sally%27s+pics+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Emily meditating.  She thinks she has to do this before she goes to karate on Monday nights.  Yes she is a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdTvrtA8I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7qCs_akCo3c/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411529389805208514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdTvrtA8I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7qCs_akCo3c/s400/Sally%27s+pics+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7153652043944381794?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7153652043944381794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7153652043944381794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7153652043944381794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7153652043944381794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-at-me.html' title='Look At Me!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SxmdU-a4E-I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lv7-KLG9b7Y/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6967333464472606031</id><published>2009-10-04T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:25:36.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before And After.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Bert and I were headed to Stillwater to have Heidi, my wonderful inlaws gave us the best baby gift ever.  They gave us a flower bed.  I guess we already had to flower bed they just put stuff in it.  It was great because I didn't have to do it.  Awhile back Bert and I had cleaned the flower bed out but never put anything in it, well over time weeds began to grow and over take the poor thing.  I wish I had a picture of the weeds but I don't.  Here are a few pictures of before (when Bert and I cleaned it out and after, when Chuck and Wathina planted stuff.)  There are also a few pictures of Heidi at the bottom to hold over my family.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWIhHCi1I/AAAAAAAAA78/EM9WAshEvEk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933133452348242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWIhHCi1I/AAAAAAAAA78/EM9WAshEvEk/s400/Sally%27s+pics+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A before picture.  There's nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWIAtb-QI/AAAAAAAAA70/wN-qNaICsAM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933124755028226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWIAtb-QI/AAAAAAAAA70/wN-qNaICsAM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After: a beautiful flower bed just the way I would want it.  What a great thing to come home to.  It was a great surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWHdbI7uI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lyMlFROxtTI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933115283042018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWHdbI7uI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lyMlFROxtTI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mother actually spoiled to surprise.  When I talked to her on the phone Tuesday morning she said something like "Your flower bed looks great" I though she was being sarcastic because of the weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWGkzEnrI/AAAAAAAAA7k/nsdcdNy-m_4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933100082601650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWGkzEnrI/AAAAAAAAA7k/nsdcdNy-m_4/s400/Sally%27s+pics+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is little Heidi.  Yes, she is still pretty little, but is up to 8 lbs now so she is going to plump up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWF0IY9qI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_e4n5-d0V6Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933087018677922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWF0IY9qI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_e4n5-d0V6Q/s400/Sally%27s+pics+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/1787785639181927526-6967333464472606031?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6967333464472606031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6967333464472606031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6967333464472606031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6967333464472606031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-and-after.html' title='Before And After.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SslWIhHCi1I/AAAAAAAAA78/EM9WAshEvEk/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8105827322280590883</id><published>2009-09-13T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T15:27:43.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would post a few pictures of Heidi's first bath.  I can't wait until that cord falls off so I can actually put that baby in the tub.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1vAg8FLwI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rBI2z9605xs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079184410226434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1vAg8FLwI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rBI2z9605xs/s400/Sally%27s+pics+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please pay no attention to the shirtless seven year old.  She was getting ready to take a bath herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1vAQ7pJII/AAAAAAAAA7M/Prz2w86pKYI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079180113421442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1vAQ7pJII/AAAAAAAAA7M/Prz2w86pKYI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting her hair washed.  That's the only part of her bath that she really likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1u_h6k2sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/hMCReCumNhc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079167492479682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1u_h6k2sI/AAAAAAAAA7E/hMCReCumNhc/s400/Sally%27s+pics+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rest of the bath she screamed.  It's that the saddest little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1u-3c3kaI/AAAAAAAAA68/w-cKrcsytX4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079156093587874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1u-3c3kaI/AAAAAAAAA68/w-cKrcsytX4/s400/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily had to have her picture taken also.  My mother made that towel for Heidi but I'm not sure she will ever get to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-8105827322280590883?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8105827322280590883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8105827322280590883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8105827322280590883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8105827322280590883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-bath.html' title='First Bath'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sq1vAg8FLwI/AAAAAAAAA7U/rBI2z9605xs/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7592179078908584007</id><published>2009-09-10T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:38:42.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heidi Beth Luthi.  She arrived Tuesday Sept. 8th at 4:33 pm.  She tipped the scales at a whopping 6lbs 6 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long.  We made it home Wed. around 8:00 pm.  We are all doing great.  So far so good.  Heidi wants to eat about every 3 to 4 hours.  Sleeps all the time.  But it's only been a few days.  I guess we'll see how she does tonight.  Anyways I post a few pictures, okay more than a few.  Sorry they are not in any certain order.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk9n0j8VI/AAAAAAAAA60/clnSuMFh67E/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380012608439185746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk9n0j8VI/AAAAAAAAA60/clnSuMFh67E/s400/Sally%27s+pics+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big sis thinks Heidi is pretty special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk9KaccSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/WRi2NFRzcNA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380012600545014050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk9KaccSI/AAAAAAAAA6s/WRi2NFRzcNA/s400/Sally%27s+pics+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy got to hold Heidi first and lets just say he is already wrapped around her little finger.  It's pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk8toLWWI/AAAAAAAAA6k/uhwsd_lpMTw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380012592817985890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk8toLWWI/AAAAAAAAA6k/uhwsd_lpMTw/s400/Sally%27s+pics+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pictures fool you she is skinny.  I think she looks chubby but she isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk71bKYPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ScHF7zRBSbc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380012577731010802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk71bKYPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/ScHF7zRBSbc/s400/Sally%27s+pics+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgDX4tqUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/0aty2B9hxLM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380007209682708802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgDX4tqUI/AAAAAAAAA6U/0aty2B9hxLM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgChyYeSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UgiCq7PKFqg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380007195160639778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgChyYeSI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UgiCq7PKFqg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to leave the hospital.  Don't pay any attention to the whale in green.  But look at those girls aren't they cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgCKsiADI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6JrTmCWANs8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380007188962082866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgCKsiADI/AAAAAAAAA6E/6JrTmCWANs8/s400/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he manly with the pink diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgBQzAC1I/AAAAAAAAA58/8kvsVglYiQM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380007173419961170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgBQzAC1I/AAAAAAAAA58/8kvsVglYiQM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks just like here daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgA1FgCmI/AAAAAAAAA50/BWlrarAxeEo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380007165981362786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SqmgA1FgCmI/AAAAAAAAA50/BWlrarAxeEo/s400/Sally%27s+pics+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7592179078908584007?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7592179078908584007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7592179078908584007' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7592179078908584007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7592179078908584007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing.html' title='Introducing....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sqmk9n0j8VI/AAAAAAAAA60/clnSuMFh67E/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5662576012798827543</id><published>2009-08-28T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:08:01.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of a few items.  I wonder if you can guess what they are.  Okay yes the first one is a pea, the third one is a cheerio.  Have you guess the middle one yet.  That little fellow kept me up all night.  I didn't even sleep 1 hour.  My back started to hurt me around 6:30 pm on Thursday night.  Finally when I went to work today at about 8:45 am I started filling better.  So have you guessed yet.  Okay I'll tell you it's a kidney stone.  That's right a kidney stone. I have passed kidney stones in the passed but nothing this big.  Actually I refer to him as Hank, Heidi's twin brother.  He just came a few weeks earlier than Heidi.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SphYcK8kVPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/NVrKLoCy1fE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375143396264662258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SphYcK8kVPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/NVrKLoCy1fE/s400/Sally%27s+pics+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heidi Beth may make her appearance on Sept 8th.  Not really set in stone yet but Dr. Evans and I have talked about it.  I can't wait until I get to see her little face.  Hope everyone has a great weekend.&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/1787785639181927526-5662576012798827543?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5662576012798827543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5662576012798827543' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5662576012798827543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5662576012798827543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SphYcK8kVPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/NVrKLoCy1fE/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5437312778382990064</id><published>2009-08-14T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:25:11.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 30!</title><content type='html'>Today marked a big day in my husbands life.  He turned 30.  I can't believe I'm married to a 30 year old :)  He is such a great husband, and step dad to Emily.  I couldn't be more blessed.  Has most of you know Bert and I will be having a baby within the next 4 to 5 weeks, and for is birthday this year his brother got him a tool belt filled with baby stuff.  It was a pretty cute idea.  Since this is Bert's first baby.  I just wanted to wish my handsome husband a wonderful 30th birthday.  I love you.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoYbZSsYbEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/nFo-LWpQJ3s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370009727014562882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoYbZSsYbEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/nFo-LWpQJ3s/s400/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoYbY5UeLjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/FpPMIJcvXbg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370009720203390514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoYbY5UeLjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/FpPMIJcvXbg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+398.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/1787785639181927526-5437312778382990064?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5437312778382990064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5437312778382990064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5437312778382990064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5437312778382990064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-30.html' title='The Big 30!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoYbZSsYbEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/nFo-LWpQJ3s/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7521663157022330241</id><published>2009-08-12T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:44:19.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoLjNTiE3DI/AAAAAAAAA5U/HcmJzsRf5qI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369103523500055602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoLjNTiE3DI/AAAAAAAAA5U/HcmJzsRf5qI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7521663157022330241?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7521663157022330241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7521663157022330241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7521663157022330241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7521663157022330241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SoLjNTiE3DI/AAAAAAAAA5U/HcmJzsRf5qI/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7439464553164604463</id><published>2009-08-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:24:52.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look How I Have Grown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had our dog Lucy now for 7 months and she is about 9 months old.  I thought I would put some pictures of her on my blog to show everyone how much she has grown in the last few months.  I can't believe how big she is.  She may even get bigger than our other dog.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiU20FfCI/AAAAAAAAA5M/iFXnfjLFdZQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366498910183717922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiU20FfCI/AAAAAAAAA5M/iFXnfjLFdZQ/s400/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a couple of pictures of the night we got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiUdjnKRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/hZipHyB6cLg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366498903403735314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiUdjnKRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/hZipHyB6cLg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiUCKFmQI/AAAAAAAAA48/WRb8h_1cnhs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366498896048920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiUCKFmQI/AAAAAAAAA48/WRb8h_1cnhs/s400/Sally%27s+pics+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at me now.  Lucy is a really good dog.  Even though she loves to chew on everything, but that's what puppies do and she may not look like a puppy but she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7439464553164604463?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7439464553164604463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7439464553164604463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7439464553164604463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7439464553164604463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-how-i-have-grown.html' title='Look How I Have Grown.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SnmiU20FfCI/AAAAAAAAA5M/iFXnfjLFdZQ/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2149982943375970290</id><published>2009-07-28T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:22:43.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs A Slip N Slide...</title><content type='html'>when you have hard word floors in you house that work just as well.   One of Emily's favorite things to do is to put on her fuzzy socks, a pair of knee pads, and to go sliding on my floors.  this will keep her busy for quit some time.  At least it keeps my floors dusted.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kwRQB7qI/AAAAAAAAA40/DJaV7xHT0sk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363546092904509090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kwRQB7qI/AAAAAAAAA40/DJaV7xHT0sk/s400/Sally%27s+pics+313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kv9p53yI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ql3DMjaIUXY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363546087644323618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kv9p53yI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ql3DMjaIUXY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I no it doesn't look like it but she really does pick up some speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kvVLSlXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/_OmGYdSrkqw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363546076778501490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kvVLSlXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/_OmGYdSrkqw/s400/Sally%27s+pics+312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just look at her face.  It just cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-2149982943375970290?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2149982943375970290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2149982943375970290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2149982943375970290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2149982943375970290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-needs-slip-n-slide.html' title='Who Needs A Slip N Slide...'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sm8kwRQB7qI/AAAAAAAAA40/DJaV7xHT0sk/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-9120967457411219305</id><published>2009-07-01T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:07:15.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW6TKVP1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/cS0Ep5n8tUI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353538510380154706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW6TKVP1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/cS0Ep5n8tUI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW6DM-mUI/AAAAAAAAA4U/V3dntvtTNSM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353538506096286018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW6DM-mUI/AAAAAAAAA4U/V3dntvtTNSM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW57b1udI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ZcFiYqqPM5A/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353538504011135442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW57b1udI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ZcFiYqqPM5A/s400/Sally%27s+pics+286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-9120967457411219305?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/9120967457411219305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=9120967457411219305' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9120967457411219305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9120967457411219305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkuW6TKVP1I/AAAAAAAAA4c/cS0Ep5n8tUI/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6107555028627807326</id><published>2009-06-24T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:26:37.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday (Almost)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing it's Wordless Wednesday because words can't described this pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkLD-r5Z6gI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kKJc9VSv_5E/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351054788972374530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkLD-r5Z6gI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kKJc9VSv_5E/s400/Sally%27s+pics+296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6107555028627807326?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6107555028627807326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6107555028627807326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6107555028627807326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6107555028627807326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless-wednesday-almost.html' title='Wordless Wednesday (Almost)!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SkLD-r5Z6gI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kKJc9VSv_5E/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2918163367763128763</id><published>2009-06-21T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:28:45.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers!!!</title><content type='html'>This weekend Emily had the privilege to go to Dallas with a friend and see the Jonas Brothers in concert.  She had the best time.  Not only did she get to see the Jonas brothers, she also got to see Miley Cyrus sing a few songs.  I do believe she thinks this was the best day of her whole life.  The ironic part is that the day we received the phone call Emily had already asked me if I would take her to a Jonas Brothers concert someday, and I proceed to tell her, " I don't know but maybe."   Then literally 4 hours later Kim called to see if Emily could go with them.  It was just meant to be.  Well, here are a few pictures of Emily's loot she got at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sj7YTtefejI/AAAAAAAAA38/b9rIKqWshXM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349951240499329586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sj7YTtefejI/AAAAAAAAA38/b9rIKqWshXM/s400/Sally%27s+pics+308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms. Em with her Jonas t-shirt, a Jonas pass of some sort, a Jonas light, and her concert ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sj7YTXz6jhI/AAAAAAAAA30/nNxRxSPhqYQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349951234683604498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sj7YTXz6jhI/AAAAAAAAA30/nNxRxSPhqYQ/s400/Sally%27s+pics+309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to tell Kim Long and her mother Paula for taking Emily along -  Thank You so much!&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/1787785639181927526-2918163367763128763?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2918163367763128763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2918163367763128763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2918163367763128763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2918163367763128763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/06/jonas-brothers.html' title='Jonas Brothers!!!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sj7YTtefejI/AAAAAAAAA38/b9rIKqWshXM/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6048627708895820776</id><published>2009-06-03T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:27:11.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Going on 16.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3z14d4uI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Wzmn1vxLQCc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+263.jpg"&gt;Okay let me tell you a little story about Emily. Now that she is 7 she has been bathing herself everynight (note to self not a great idea). The other night Emily comes walking in after her bath telling me that she cut her thumb on my razor. She told me she was just looking at it. I proceeded to tell her that razors are not toys and we don't touch or play with them. Emily was like okay mom I won't touch one again. Then I thought our conversion was over, but no about 45 minutes later I was sitting on the couch with Emily and I think to myself, man Emily's legs sure look sooth. So I ponder on that just a minute then I clicks. Yes, that's right my 7 year old daughter shaved her legs and arms. So now I'm getting on the Emily telling her she isn't old enough to do that and if she does it again she will be in big trouble.  I get no help from my husband he thinks I should let her shave her legs if she wants to deal with it.  I'm sorry but some man just know nothing.  The really sad thing is she did a really good job at shaving.  I think she did better than I do.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the long story, but here are a few pictures I found on my camra today.  I think someone was playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230477930980066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3z14d4uI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Wzmn1vxLQCc/s400/Sally%27s+pics+263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3ziTK_KI/AAAAAAAAA3k/34Zyid_DTH4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230472674278562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3ziTK_KI/AAAAAAAAA3k/34Zyid_DTH4/s400/Sally%27s+pics+262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3zW5ECKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5-KT0HNEMnY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230469611980962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3zW5ECKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5-KT0HNEMnY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3zG74BHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/JPAWGQvoA8k/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343230465328809074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3zG74BHI/AAAAAAAAA3U/JPAWGQvoA8k/s400/Sally%27s+pics+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great rest of the week.&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/1787785639181927526-6048627708895820776?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6048627708895820776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6048627708895820776' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6048627708895820776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6048627708895820776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-going-on-16.html' title='7 Going on 16.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sib3z14d4uI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Wzmn1vxLQCc/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-4359709147588013933</id><published>2009-05-11T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:03:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's Day!</title><content type='html'>Well May 3rd was Emily's birthday, dance recital and Awana's program at church.  It was a busy day for everyone.   Max insisted on going to the dance recital, because Emily asked him to.  Seriously how sweet is that.  When his mother tried to get him to stay home with his father he just kept saying "But mom Emily wants me there".  Max sure is a good boy.  Anyways here are a few pics of her in her dance costumes, and a few from the recital.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginoByg3VI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8eK2QtRkdHE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698064737262930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginoByg3VI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8eK2QtRkdHE/s400/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnmU07kI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A64AAvRH-rg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698057364991554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnmU07kI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A64AAvRH-rg/s400/Sally%27s+pics+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't she look happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnYD0iOI/AAAAAAAAA28/vDMH6Z2C2MI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698053535566050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnYD0iOI/AAAAAAAAA28/vDMH6Z2C2MI/s400/Sally%27s+pics+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnPmktxI/AAAAAAAAA20/YfL2tiV3GYY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698051265410834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginnPmktxI/AAAAAAAAA20/YfL2tiV3GYY/s400/Sally%27s+pics+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily didn't have a partner in this part so she looks a little funny.  I tried to get her to curtsy or something, but she kept telling me this is what Miss Brenda wanted her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sginm2K8vEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SguZjmSn4A8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698044438658114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sginm2K8vEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SguZjmSn4A8/s400/Sally%27s+pics+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-4359709147588013933?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4359709147588013933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=4359709147588013933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4359709147588013933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4359709147588013933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/05/emilys-day.html' title='Emily&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SginoByg3VI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8eK2QtRkdHE/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5231654730046158297</id><published>2009-05-09T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:03:00.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931663095099810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXullL98aI/AAAAAAAAA18/eoCOHnqWRGw/s400/Snapshot_20090509_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931668562760754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXul5jj1DI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QybFGvSSju0/s400/Snapshot_20090509_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931672568552210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXumIenWxI/AAAAAAAAA2M/V8EBENEJ-Pc/s400/Snapshot_20090509_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931676140077858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXumVyIgyI/AAAAAAAAA2U/2yyfmsc7EUs/s400/Snapshot_20090509_24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXumWh2C4I/AAAAAAAAA2c/gYvf0GrW_yg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090509_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931676340194178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXumWh2C4I/AAAAAAAAA2c/gYvf0GrW_yg/s400/Snapshot_20090509_28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333932221873991522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXvGGzPL2I/AAAAAAAAA2k/B9izwUqMET0/s400/Snapshot_20090509_25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-5231654730046158297?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5231654730046158297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5231654730046158297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5231654730046158297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5231654730046158297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SgXullL98aI/AAAAAAAAA18/eoCOHnqWRGw/s72-c/Snapshot_20090509_19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7945155033608693868</id><published>2009-05-04T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:20:01.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay I know I am a terrible mother because I didn't post something about Emily's birthday yesterday.  But I'm just one day late, and we just had a party tonight.  Emily turned 7 years old, yes that is right 7.  I can't believe my baby is 7.  Tonight we had out some family members well the ones that life around here anyways.  We ate and had cookies and ice cream we had a great time.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gxKptLAI/AAAAAAAAA10/STnH1IIKpGk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332157250363272194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gxKptLAI/AAAAAAAAA10/STnH1IIKpGk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily blowing out her candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gw7dHXSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/BazwDrSumw8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332157246283930914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gw7dHXSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/BazwDrSumw8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick little pose with some of her clothes she got from Mimi and Pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwqZAzcI/AAAAAAAAA1k/U3Gjo7j7ejc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332157241703321026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwqZAzcI/AAAAAAAAA1k/U3Gjo7j7ejc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Emily's expression when Bert brought out her gift from us.  Wait until you see what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwVCMihI/AAAAAAAAA1c/9NKCv0lrvSI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332157235970476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwVCMihI/AAAAAAAAA1c/9NKCv0lrvSI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right is a Bow.  What little 7 year girl wants a bow for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwHELu8I/AAAAAAAAA1U/Vl-LoqpXMHc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332157232220715970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gwHELu8I/AAAAAAAAA1U/Vl-LoqpXMHc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7945155033608693868?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7945155033608693868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7945155033608693868' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7945155033608693868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7945155033608693868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sf-gxKptLAI/AAAAAAAAA10/STnH1IIKpGk/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6695736529853321954</id><published>2009-04-22T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:27:42.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heidi or Clair?</title><content type='html'>Well I went to the doctor today, and we found out we are having a baby girl, and we are super excited (Emily really wanted a brother, but she said next time would be okay).  Now comes the hard part naming the child.  I really like the name Clair and Heidi.  Bert likes Heidi.  I would like to know some other peoples opinion, or if you think there is another name that is not really common just let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6695736529853321954?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6695736529853321954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6695736529853321954' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6695736529853321954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6695736529853321954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/04/heidi-or-clair.html' title='Heidi or Clair?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2829073286126858563</id><published>2009-03-29T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:01:02.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Such A Great Storm.</title><content type='html'>Well on Saturday morning at 3 am I hear the sound of breaking glass.  I immediately wake Bert up to go check things out.  This is what we found.  The awning to our deck collapsed and went through our kitchen window.  I just wanted to post a few pictures of the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nTKZhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/_ms0YTHDobI/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Pictures+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nTKZhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/_ms0YTHDobI/s320/Dad%27s+Pictures+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318680366827537650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nTKZhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/_ms0YTHDobI/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Pictures+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nX9vM3I/AAAAAAAAA1E/klRe-ngkRgQ/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Pictures+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nX9vM3I/AAAAAAAAA1E/klRe-ngkRgQ/s320/Dad%27s+Pictures+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318680368116609906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_muAqfBI/AAAAAAAAA08/2UitkhuRpE8/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Pictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_muAqfBI/AAAAAAAAA08/2UitkhuRpE8/s320/Dad%27s+Pictures+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318680356854594578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_mQaZr6I/AAAAAAAAA00/7r8e7n6PFCg/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Pictures+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_mQaZr6I/AAAAAAAAA00/7r8e7n6PFCg/s320/Dad%27s+Pictures+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318680348909481890" 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/1787785639181927526-2829073286126858563?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2829073286126858563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2829073286126858563' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2829073286126858563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2829073286126858563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-such-great-storm.html' title='Not Such A Great Storm.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sc-_nTKZhPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/_ms0YTHDobI/s72-c/Dad%27s+Pictures+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8288214195399269444</id><published>2009-03-24T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:07:34.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doogie Howser, Watch Out.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there's a new genius in town.   Okay maybe not a real genius but pretty smart, and she looks a whole lot smarter now that she has glasses.  That's right Emily had to get glasses.  I'm glad to say they are just for reading which is really nice.  She only has to wear them to school.  Her eyes were just getting a little tired towards the end of the day and she started have headaches.  The Doctor said that maybe she would grow out of needing them, and I hope she does. A funny story about her eye doctor, he is a really nice guy and when he came in the room I was telling Emily that Dr. Jones (she thought she was going to get to see Indiana Jones) goes to our church.  Well here is Emily and Dr. Jones' conversation.  Emily "I knew you went to my church I remember seeing your face."  Dr Jones "You did, you probably couldn't forget this ugly face."  Sweet Emily "Nope I sure couldn't."  Yes, I was embarrassed but the good guy thought it was funny.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScmTnjxYQ4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/scfxkFjsthI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943142914114434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScmTnjxYQ4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/scfxkFjsthI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't she look to cute.  It makes her look a little older to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScmTm30L3pI/AAAAAAAAA0k/bc_PIJDwEHE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316943131114725010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScmTm30L3pI/AAAAAAAAA0k/bc_PIJDwEHE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-8288214195399269444?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8288214195399269444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8288214195399269444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8288214195399269444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8288214195399269444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/03/doogie-howser-watch-out.html' title='Doogie Howser, Watch Out.....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScmTnjxYQ4I/AAAAAAAAA0s/scfxkFjsthI/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5335289791502079290</id><published>2009-03-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:08:37.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Glimpse!</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor last Friday.  Here is a picture of our precious miracle.  No, we don't know if it is a boy or girl, the equipment wasn't that good, but definitely one or the other :)  The baby is probably about three inches long and just look at the little face!  We are definitely excited.  Bert went with me and I'm so glad we got to look at the baby.  The detailed ultrasound is in April, then we'll have more details.  Emily was excited to see the "little mouth and nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScEpakAPUvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/fOKuzednQTQ/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScEpakAPUvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/fOKuzednQTQ/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314574571591914226" 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/1787785639181927526-5335289791502079290?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5335289791502079290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5335289791502079290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5335289791502079290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5335289791502079290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-glimpse.html' title='First Glimpse!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/ScEpakAPUvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/fOKuzednQTQ/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-952061642766403909</id><published>2009-03-16T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:08:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Main Man!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I do love my husband, but this post is not about him.  It's about I man I love so much but is under the age of 4, and his name is Cooper Glenn Harrel.  Let me let you something, this little man loves me too.  Of all me nephews this one loves he's aunt Sally.  I know my all my nephew love me, but the other ones are either to old to show me or to young to care, but Coop he is his aunt Sally's boy.  He just lightens my day.  He gets pretty excited to see me, and I do the same with him.  Here are a few pics of this handsome little devil that stills my heart.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqh46XjI/AAAAAAAAA0M/cR0EFHctLi4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313925034530201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqh46XjI/AAAAAAAAA0M/cR0EFHctLi4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqUqkIVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/3l70_pqgn3c/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313925030980362578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqUqkIVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/3l70_pqgn3c/s320/Sally%27s+pics+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqFJu5DI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GEZ8N-PenN0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313925026816123954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqFJu5DI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GEZ8N-PenN0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves for his aunt Sally to wrestle with him, and I love to play.  Cooper I miss you and all the other Owasso bunch can't wait 'til I get to see you again.  Love you bunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-952061642766403909?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/952061642766403909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=952061642766403909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/952061642766403909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/952061642766403909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-main-man.html' title='My Main Man!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/Sb7aqh46XjI/AAAAAAAAA0M/cR0EFHctLi4/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6113800580312778862</id><published>2009-03-05T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:04:11.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Tipper Tapper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago was parents day at dance.  This is the only day of the year you can watch your child in dance class.  So Bert, mom, and myself went to watch Emily preform.  She always tells me that she doesn't want to dance anymore more but I think she secretly likes it.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZUKzSqzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Xmg_qqgQa_U/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309842163701558066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZUKzSqzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Xmg_qqgQa_U/s320/Sally%27s+pics+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She doesn't look to happy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZT80VcKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/6gblXls1r4c/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309842159947837602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZT80VcKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/6gblXls1r4c/s320/Sally%27s+pics+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still not smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZTZXUgQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/k0kaI0n5Q-U/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309842150430900482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZTZXUgQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/k0kaI0n5Q-U/s320/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She really is having a good time her face just doesn't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZSx2HI2I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w-4fJmX3YEk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309842139822629730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZSx2HI2I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w-4fJmX3YEk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is it that pretty little smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZSn6YBiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/igWcATQqunA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309842137156159010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZSn6YBiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/igWcATQqunA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just love this picture and that smile it makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6113800580312778862?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6113800580312778862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6113800580312778862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6113800580312778862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6113800580312778862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-tipper-tapper.html' title='My Little Tipper Tapper!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SbBZUKzSqzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Xmg_qqgQa_U/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7556704462186394562</id><published>2009-02-12T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:58:46.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know....</title><content type='html'>that I never blog anymore.  But I can honestly said that I haven't been wanting to blog at all.  I'm just to tired by the time we get home, do homework, cook supper, clean up the supper mess, do a little laundry, then get Emily ready for bed.  And I have a good reason to be tired even though my husband would disagree with me but growing another person inside of you can wear a girl out.  That's right people I am pregnant.  I'm finally catching up with my sisters.  I know most of my blog buddies already know my news, I figured there were a few out there that might not know yet.  Baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Luthi&lt;/span&gt; should arrive around Sept. 21.  So I'm only 8 1/2 weeks now.  Hopefully in the future I will begin the blog a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7556704462186394562?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7556704462186394562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7556704462186394562' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7556704462186394562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7556704462186394562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know.html' title='I Know....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-204625787544737410</id><published>2009-01-22T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:14:34.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Kid!</title><content type='html'>Not a lot going on that is to excited in our lives right now, besides my new little niece being born but I haven't seen her yet so I don't have a pic of her either.  So I decided to post a few pictures of my crazy daughter.  She loves to eat on the ironing board for some crazy reason.  I hope everyone has had a great week.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj41WweD5I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-wF1VBGYo90/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294254957499649938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj41WweD5I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-wF1VBGYo90/s320/Sally%27s+pics+683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj41LOGEHI/AAAAAAAAAyc/oeT6l0NV96E/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294254954402680946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj41LOGEHI/AAAAAAAAAyc/oeT6l0NV96E/s320/Sally%27s+pics+682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj40kjJETI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9E3OLVUHRm0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294254944021975346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj40kjJETI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9E3OLVUHRm0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-204625787544737410?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/204625787544737410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=204625787544737410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/204625787544737410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/204625787544737410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/01/crazy-kid.html' title='Crazy Kid!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SXj41WweD5I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-wF1VBGYo90/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-94979859216344886</id><published>2009-01-15T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:22:04.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reaction!</title><content type='html'>This was Emily's reaction when we showed her the trampoline.  She thought it was the greatest thing ever, and if you ask her no one has a trampoline as big as hers.   I have to admit it is pretty cool.  I had my doubts that my husband could pull it off, but he did.  We have or I guess I should say that Emily has decided on the paint colors.  The trampoline will be green and purple.  Here are a few pictures of Emily jumping the night she got the trampoline.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SBZfHkrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TBkmeKwGSWw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679008646730418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SBZfHkrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TBkmeKwGSWw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SBKUGGEI/AAAAAAAAAwM/8tT4oT_TGVs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291679004573964354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SBKUGGEI/AAAAAAAAAwM/8tT4oT_TGVs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SAt0CLYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/p_divJQ6PgA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678996923297154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SAt0CLYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/p_divJQ6PgA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SAR2Wc9I/AAAAAAAAAv8/qnErovlv9XA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678989416821714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SAR2Wc9I/AAAAAAAAAv8/qnErovlv9XA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_R_1sVNxI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nIla42WxZvw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678981858604818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_R_1sVNxI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nIla42WxZvw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to put up some more pictures with everyone on there was you can see how big it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-94979859216344886?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/94979859216344886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=94979859216344886' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/94979859216344886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/94979859216344886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/01/reaction.html' title='The Reaction!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SW_SBZfHkrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TBkmeKwGSWw/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-573764808331302476</id><published>2009-01-11T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:25:46.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pic, Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I am way late, but at least I still got them on here.  We always have such a good time during the holidays.  I just love being with family, and our family just keeps growing and growing.  The first picture is our funny faces we do every year that goes on our funny face calender every year.  If you will notice the Max is showing his bottom in both the funny face one and the normal face picture (his momma wasn't to happy about that one).  I just put some pictures for everyone the enjoy.  I hope everyone has a great year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAm3LDo8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/BYm5RPLQLN0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290182117433779138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAm3LDo8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/BYm5RPLQLN0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh is my favorite in this picture, it just makes me laugh so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAmnVBqAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uhvF3ArmUzs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290182113180624898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAmnVBqAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uhvF3ArmUzs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAmAmXvvI/AAAAAAAAAvY/IinYjm1DDy4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290182102784392946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAmAmXvvI/AAAAAAAAAvY/IinYjm1DDy4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAlzNOvvI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Xm7ricjYMv4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290182099189284594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAlzNOvvI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Xm7ricjYMv4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAlfMETmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jcT6jBxu-FI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290182093815696994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAlfMETmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jcT6jBxu-FI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids were so excited for all the presents they got.  They really liked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pinchers&lt;/span&gt; that Mimi and Pa got them.  I'm not really sure who liked them more, the kids or their fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9JlKjNzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/s5l6N0wvvro/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290178315848726322" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9JlKjNzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/s5l6N0wvvro/s320/Sally%27s+pics+844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9JSXnOiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/o2ziQrO9zcg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290178310803241506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9JSXnOiI/AAAAAAAAAu4/o2ziQrO9zcg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9I5E6gQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kOboT7_jpxQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290178304013926658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9I5E6gQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kOboT7_jpxQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9IeT1BfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/84oKryOoBY8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290178296828724722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9IeT1BfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/84oKryOoBY8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9Hq86VAI/AAAAAAAAAug/5hotsaB2oZw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290178283042395138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWp9Hq86VAI/AAAAAAAAAug/5hotsaB2oZw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryder just really loved Emily while he was here, which is funny because he normally doesn't like anyone but his momma and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-573764808331302476?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/573764808331302476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=573764808331302476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/573764808331302476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/573764808331302476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-pic-finally.html' title='Christmas Pic, Finally!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWqAm3LDo8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/BYm5RPLQLN0/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3267033661749777877</id><published>2009-01-06T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:39:33.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have some big news. There is a new member of our family. Emily finally has a baby sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And no I'm not pregnant. We got a new dog. Her name is Lucy (I think, we haven't decided yet.) She is an English Mastiff, and is the cutest little thing. Okay she isn't really that little and is actually quite big for being only 9 weeks old. She is weighing in over 20 pounds. Here are a few pictures of our little big bundle of joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfs7NvTxI/AAAAAAAAAtw/d_iUYoJ5ta4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288386719109828370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfs7NvTxI/AAAAAAAAAtw/d_iUYoJ5ta4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lucy lovin' all over Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfsd_yH2I/AAAAAAAAAto/qTJaSvmaYT8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288386711266664290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfsd_yH2I/AAAAAAAAAto/qTJaSvmaYT8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She just has to check everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfsNRpnGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/6jGLg5NahVQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288386706778201186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfsNRpnGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/6jGLg5NahVQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lucy and our other English Mastiff Bur getting to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfrvA1-MI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ewAicS2ecZo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288386698654644418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfrvA1-MI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ewAicS2ecZo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still checking things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I promise there will be some Christmas pictures up soon. Maybe I won't promise but I will try really really hard. I hope everyone enjoyed their holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-3267033661749777877?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3267033661749777877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3267033661749777877' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3267033661749777877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3267033661749777877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SWQfs7NvTxI/AAAAAAAAAtw/d_iUYoJ5ta4/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6437601640535644515</id><published>2008-12-23T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:21:44.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so this year for Christmas my husband had decided to make Emily a trampoline.  Yes, I said make.  We did buy the mat and springs, but he custom built the frame.  We haven't given it to Emily yet, but I just had to post some pictures of it because it's pretty cool.  This might be the biggest trampoline you will ever see in any ones back yard.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_d3qnN9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AkBzS_b2c3s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003251529562066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_d3qnN9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AkBzS_b2c3s/s320/Sally%27s+pics+804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Bert standing in the middle of the frame.  That is his brother A.J. welding behind them. Bert is 6'3 and his brother is taller.  Yeah it's pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_dRvW9RI/AAAAAAAAAtI/rnVElUjwOIo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003241348920594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_dRvW9RI/AAAAAAAAAtI/rnVElUjwOIo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of A.J. welding in the back ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_dE46hzI/AAAAAAAAAtA/wVy9a355hV4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003237899339570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_dE46hzI/AAAAAAAAAtA/wVy9a355hV4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay this is my brother-in-law who is around 6'4 to 6'5 when he reaches is arms up over his head he can reach 8 foot.  I can't believe Bert pulled this off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_cxmkurI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jTmMKv22h80/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003232722139826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_cxmkurI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jTmMKv22h80/s320/Sally%27s+pics+806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course the boys had to have a little fun on the trampoline once the finished last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_ciWlNqI/AAAAAAAAAsw/BHYOePkejbc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283003228628530850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_ciWlNqI/AAAAAAAAAsw/BHYOePkejbc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to paint the trampoline so time.  Does anyone of any suggestions on what color?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6437601640535644515?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6437601640535644515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6437601640535644515' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6437601640535644515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6437601640535644515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SVD_d3qnN9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AkBzS_b2c3s/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3339100557836769051</id><published>2008-12-07T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:40:11.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trimming the Tree!</title><content type='html'>Well it's almost Christmas so we had to get out tree up and all the decorations.  I can't believe that 2008 is almost over.  Man how time flies.  Here are a few pictures of Emily decorating the trees.  We bought her a cute little tree for her room this year.  It's pink and matches her room.  She really wanted to get a red or navy blue tree but her mommy talked her into getting one that matched.  I hop everyone has a very merry Christmas.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBmG4miYI/AAAAAAAAAso/G1hRd0gZwqo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277164986310232450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBmG4miYI/AAAAAAAAAso/G1hRd0gZwqo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBl16ai9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/fMFrQ7WYgfw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277164981754432466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBl16ai9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/fMFrQ7WYgfw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBlnB6i6I/AAAAAAAAAsY/BoiGgupeeAw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277164977759357858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBlnB6i6I/AAAAAAAAAsY/BoiGgupeeAw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBlHPZk-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/JrNW8-ZL7So/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277164969225982946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBlHPZk-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/JrNW8-ZL7So/s320/Sally%27s+pics+692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBk75ULlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kYV56r_tgn8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277164966180564562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBk75ULlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/kYV56r_tgn8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-3339100557836769051?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3339100557836769051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3339100557836769051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3339100557836769051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3339100557836769051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Trimming the Tree!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/STxBmG4miYI/AAAAAAAAAso/G1hRd0gZwqo/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-1859091161054260972</id><published>2008-12-04T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:25:44.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I'm really sorry about my blogging lately. But for some reason my Internet wouldn't allow me to upload pictures after a certain time, and I'm never home before 5 or 6.  i have been trying the past 2 hours to put pictures up and I just can't.   I will promise you this though I will post some picture this weekend because I'll be home all day Saturday. Once again I am very sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-1859091161054260972?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1859091161054260972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=1859091161054260972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1859091161054260972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1859091161054260972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-sorry.html' title='So Sorry!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-4715266997534061106</id><published>2008-11-01T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:53:40.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Sneak Peak!</title><content type='html'>I will post more pictures from Halloween later, but My sister (Annie) really wanted to see a few pics now.  So here are just a couple.  Emily was a pirate, not just any pirate but pirate Elizabeth from the movie Pirates of the Caribbean (that's what she'll tell you if you ask her).  Isn't she cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOnTLNBQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/AiBSmOrlg7g/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809239046751490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOnTLNBQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/AiBSmOrlg7g/s320/Sally%27s+pics+555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a shoot of the grandkids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOnMxpNhI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nuM9Ag0joNk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809237328934418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOnMxpNhI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nuM9Ag0joNk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he the cutest little Lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOm7bYqOI/AAAAAAAAArw/zsERNJKha7E/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809232672172258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOm7bYqOI/AAAAAAAAArw/zsERNJKha7E/s320/Sally%27s+pics+554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy Boy was just cracking me up.  He was Indiana Jones and had to pose like this in every picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOmZUQ6fI/AAAAAAAAAro/DIwwwSGRipE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809223515498994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOmZUQ6fI/AAAAAAAAAro/DIwwwSGRipE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now for the best picture of the Evening.  Not really a Halloween picture, but a pic of what Becky really looks like before she gets her make up on in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOmA6o38I/AAAAAAAAArg/neQjI3vrYtk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809216965566402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOmA6o38I/AAAAAAAAArg/neQjI3vrYtk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope everyone had a wonder day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzM6ByS19I/AAAAAAAAArY/3dHY1lE7tJI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+551.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzM5Ugrg-I/AAAAAAAAArI/LopINnR6QBc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+554.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzM4rl8SgI/AAAAAAAAArA/1Of2ry9feMk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+556.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzM4TgaJ0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/6b9-wEN43Mo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+555.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-4715266997534061106?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4715266997534061106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=4715266997534061106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4715266997534061106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4715266997534061106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-sneak-peak.html' title='Just a Sneak Peak!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQzOnTLNBQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/AiBSmOrlg7g/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6983961991291384707</id><published>2008-10-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:11:03.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Family Tradition!</title><content type='html'>This year I thought I would start something new.  I want to start carving a pumpkin every year.  Since it's pretty hard for Emily to actually carve the pumpkin right now I'll just carve it while she paints one.  I was really fun but man is it messing cleaning out the pumpkin or what.  We still had a good time.  Can't wait until next year.  For some reason my computer put the pictures wrong.  I mean their in the wrong order.  Oh Well, here are a few pictures.  This is the finished product of my pumpkin carving abilities.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9ZdUjnsI/AAAAAAAAAqw/SH_dJlgUU8A/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679247229165250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9ZdUjnsI/AAAAAAAAAqw/SH_dJlgUU8A/s320/Sally%27s+pics+460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9Y_rlbLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/rsutIt1Wlps/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679239272688818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9Y_rlbLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/rsutIt1Wlps/s320/Sally%27s+pics+458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Emily wonderful artistic ability.  She did a  face on all four sides of the pumpkin.  One for herself, one for me, Bert and Mimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9YbS_dZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IrRTiBRE9vk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679229505861010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9YbS_dZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IrRTiBRE9vk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me hard at work.  It takes a lot of concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9X67vQFI/AAAAAAAAAqY/A_H5gblwJDo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679220818395218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9X67vQFI/AAAAAAAAAqY/A_H5gblwJDo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little artist hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9XFB9iSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mRwSfu6pL5c/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679206348982562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9XFB9iSI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mRwSfu6pL5c/s320/Sally%27s+pics+446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was suppose to be at the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6983961991291384707?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6983961991291384707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6983961991291384707' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6983961991291384707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6983961991291384707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-family-tradition.html' title='A New Family Tradition!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SQU9ZdUjnsI/AAAAAAAAAqw/SH_dJlgUU8A/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7028148929495179384</id><published>2008-10-13T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:53:08.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And She Loses Another One!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went to Owasso for my nephew Ryder's 1st birthday party.  I had been telling Emily for awhile that Pa was going to pull her loose tooth and she was okay with that because she heard pa was a good tooth puller.  Well it never worked out that pa was home when we were there, so on the way to Owasso Saturday I told her Aunt Mandy was going to pull it and she seemed okay with it.  Then the time came.  I told her to come inside and when I told her what for she began to cry, no not cry scream.  She scream through the whole thing and never even knew the tooth was in Aunt Mandy's had almost the whole time.  She finally confessed that it didn't hurt at all the only reason she was crying was because she didn't know if it was going to hurt.  Here are a few pictures in the first one she was still mad, but the second pic was about 30 seconds later.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SPPyQALE1EI/AAAAAAAAAqA/jz2qhfn-26I/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256811546809783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SPPyQALE1EI/AAAAAAAAAqA/jz2qhfn-26I/s320/Sally%27s+pics+466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SPPyQTB-rZI/AAAAAAAAAqI/veiEmPGq1Go/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256811551871905170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SPPyQTB-rZI/AAAAAAAAAqI/veiEmPGq1Go/s320/Sally%27s+pics+467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It makes me laugh to look at the gap in her mouth.  Don't you remember when they are babies and when they get their first teeth it changes their look so much?  It's funny that losing their teeth changes their look even more.  They just aren't babies anymore :(&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/1787785639181927526-7028148929495179384?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7028148929495179384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7028148929495179384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7028148929495179384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7028148929495179384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-she-loses-another-one.html' title='And She Loses Another One!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SPPyQALE1EI/AAAAAAAAAqA/jz2qhfn-26I/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2053661132955531447</id><published>2008-09-21T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:14:59.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in The Rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4Vbi4cTI/AAAAAAAAApY/7JtctnnbbOI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+426.jpg"&gt;Okay maybe not so much singing but there was a little dancing.  The other day it was just Emily and I sitting at home, and like she does everyday Emily was complaining about being bored.  So we went outside to play in the rain.  It wasn't pouring but it was a nice little sprinkle.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248585094057718066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4Vbi4cTI/AAAAAAAAApY/7JtctnnbbOI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4VpcYqiI/AAAAAAAAApg/EqQoVuU6ElQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248585097788566050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4VpcYqiI/AAAAAAAAApg/EqQoVuU6ElQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4WCJx9pI/AAAAAAAAApo/4GrWxm4lDjY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248585104421418642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4WCJx9pI/AAAAAAAAApo/4GrWxm4lDjY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4WoC4nAI/AAAAAAAAApw/a6Fm4pBf_XQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+424.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4W4U-oBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/jE2R16b4GxE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248585118963900434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4W4U-oBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/jE2R16b4GxE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-2053661132955531447?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2053661132955531447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2053661132955531447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2053661132955531447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2053661132955531447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/09/singing-in-rain.html' title='Singing in The Rain!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNa4Vbi4cTI/AAAAAAAAApY/7JtctnnbbOI/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2863489781454976537</id><published>2008-09-19T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:00:24.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe I Did This!</title><content type='html'>So last night I took Emily to Soccer practice like I do every Thursday night.  Has I'm pulling in to park I this tree, and I'm thinking to myself don't forget about that tree when I leave.  Well as you can see I forgot about the tree.  I was on the phone listening to a voice mail thinking really hard and I hear this loud scraping sound.  Yes, I hit it.  Well not wanted to get out of the car to look at the damage I drove off.  Later we pulled into Sonic and I made Emily get out and look.  She got back into the car with wide eyes saying there was  a big scratch.  Not only is there a scratch there is a big dint.  So it's going to cost me $800 to fix it.  Yes I still want to cry about it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNQRtpT-MwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/LY3-ac-ezqg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247838941674877698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNQRtpT-MwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/LY3-ac-ezqg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNQRt7_M2KI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1NCmzqCAPes/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247838946688030882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNQRt7_M2KI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1NCmzqCAPes/s320/Sally%27s+pics+440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-2863489781454976537?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2863489781454976537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2863489781454976537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2863489781454976537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2863489781454976537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-believe-i-did-this.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe I Did This!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SNQRtpT-MwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/LY3-ac-ezqg/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3981328867293663046</id><published>2008-09-13T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:47:54.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Uncle AJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bert and his brother AJ had this three wheeler when they were young little guys, and a while back AJ fixed it so Emily could start riding it around.  Well let me tell you something she loves it.  I really thought she would be a little to scared of it, but she just took off now she is riding in second gear.  She rides all of the play, and the other day Bert was moving and decided that him and Emily needed to have a little race.  Emily won, but she cheated just a little.  She cut Bert off and went through the grass.   She really loves this three wheeler.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcX2rgCAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/EmBoEcqcjJQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669230864500738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcX2rgCAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/EmBoEcqcjJQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcYQMzKJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EkGanZDRdgM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669237715052690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcYQMzKJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EkGanZDRdgM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On your mark, get set, GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcYixYf6I/AAAAAAAAAic/tbPouZdsz_w/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669242700332962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcYixYf6I/AAAAAAAAAic/tbPouZdsz_w/s320/Sally%27s+pics+366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcY1oMB4I/AAAAAAAAAik/o5xpB_uCRho/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669247762040706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcY1oMB4I/AAAAAAAAAik/o5xpB_uCRho/s320/Sally%27s+pics+365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcZc0fIHI/AAAAAAAAAis/7cMLTaNZDC0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669258282606706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcZc0fIHI/AAAAAAAAAis/7cMLTaNZDC0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is were Bert was telling her not to go right in front of him.  He almost hit her.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-3981328867293663046?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3981328867293663046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3981328867293663046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3981328867293663046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3981328867293663046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-uncle-aj.html' title='Thanks Uncle AJ!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMxcX2rgCAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/EmBoEcqcjJQ/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2723923944697590315</id><published>2008-09-07T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:17:18.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has many of you know from looking at my mom's blog that we went to Oolagah Lake for Labor Day weekend.  We also have such a great time with our family.  Here are some pictures of the weekend.  For some reason my computer won't let me upload all of them.  So enjoy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWee9jjhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/uMdwiKojcz4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410947873410578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWee9jjhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/uMdwiKojcz4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWetbfv-I/AAAAAAAAAhs/EygvpbDcBFg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410951757086690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWetbfv-I/AAAAAAAAAhs/EygvpbDcBFg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boat really wore Cooper out.  Yes, he is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWex4wiaI/AAAAAAAAAh0/h9zzk6Jf8do/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410952953563554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWex4wiaI/AAAAAAAAAh0/h9zzk6Jf8do/s320/Sally%27s+pics+402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWfL2LJxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/OnrQ2yADNKk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410959922046738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWfL2LJxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/OnrQ2yADNKk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face.  Who wouldn't love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWfHkeH4I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ymAsc5oo1j8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410958774050690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWfHkeH4I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ymAsc5oo1j8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And who couldn't just love this little guy.  Coop's faces crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT00LYABI/AAAAAAAAAg8/h8-qHz4a3Qk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408032990756882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT00LYABI/AAAAAAAAAg8/h8-qHz4a3Qk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1EDC3SI/AAAAAAAAAhE/01Ge_RANgPI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408037250784546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1EDC3SI/AAAAAAAAAhE/01Ge_RANgPI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that's a dirty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1Ql9HMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/wdHUrxCNLEc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408040618433730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1Ql9HMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/wdHUrxCNLEc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1-82ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/u19E0v9be00/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408053062493298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT1-82ZHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/u19E0v9be00/s320/Sally%27s+pics+416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT2Kyc6yI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gkW2mweel1Y/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408056240106274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRT2Kyc6yI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gkW2mweel1Y/s320/Sally%27s+pics+415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSJdQaDI/AAAAAAAAAgU/74Tw5-8xtiM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243404138872596530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSJdQaDI/AAAAAAAAAgU/74Tw5-8xtiM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSTQUw_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ngfwxLKex7Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243404141502710770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSTQUw_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/ngfwxLKex7Q/s320/Sally%27s+pics+413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSpokkyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fh3kj-X34yU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243404147509990178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSpokkyI/AAAAAAAAAgk/fh3kj-X34yU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQS0rOv8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/kSt7qfP6lLU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243404150473932738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQS0rOv8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/kSt7qfP6lLU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSxlH2LI/AAAAAAAAAg0/s_h6f8lIGMY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243404149643008178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRQSxlH2LI/AAAAAAAAAg0/s_h6f8lIGMY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-2723923944697590315?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2723923944697590315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2723923944697590315' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2723923944697590315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2723923944697590315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMRWee9jjhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/uMdwiKojcz4/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-1599523140254789988</id><published>2008-09-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:21:01.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A First For Emily!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emily has had this loose tooth for awhile, but I couldn't make myself pull it.  I have a phobia of pulling teeth.  I'm sure it's from my own experience has a child.  Well anyways yesterday morning while I was getting Em ready for school I notice that the tooth was just barley hanging there (I still couldn't pull it).  I take Emily to her Nanny Dawna's house every morning so she can ride to school with her.  Dawna wanted to pull it but Emily wasn't going to tell her.  I went to pick Emily up from school and the tooth was in a bag.  She told me she bumped it on of the pencil box and it just fell out.  I know I know I just need to get brave and pull the next one, and that shouldn't be not long from now another tooth is getting pretty loose.  Well anyways here are a few pictures of my toothless little girl.  It makes her look so big.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYraCmSBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4GfTPKUqTm8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920787704694802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYraCmSBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4GfTPKUqTm8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look closely and you will see the tooth in the bag (on the far right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYrlSV9dI/AAAAAAAAAf0/hXPuEfNfpYQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920790723524050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYrlSV9dI/AAAAAAAAAf0/hXPuEfNfpYQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYsNrX2bI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qQw7vLLUbjs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242920801565923762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYsNrX2bI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qQw7vLLUbjs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't she look funny.  She can't stop looking at herself in the mirror.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-1599523140254789988?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1599523140254789988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=1599523140254789988' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1599523140254789988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1599523140254789988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-for-emily.html' title='A First For Emily!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SMKYraCmSBI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4GfTPKUqTm8/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-4597484376319786087</id><published>2008-08-26T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:57:44.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man, His Dog, and a Game of Washer Toss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of weeks ago was Bert's 29th birthday, and I always let Emily pick out something from him.  So Emily and I headed off to Walmart with the intention of buying a fish pole (that's what Em wanted to get him).  Well there we are walking down the aisle of the sports section and low and behold there sat a game in a wooden box it was bean bag toss and washer toss all in one.  Emily that it was great and had changed her mind and just had to get it for Bert.  So here are some pictures of the two of them playing.  I also included some pictures of Bert and Bur (the dog) fighting.  Yes our dogs name is Bur, and what makes it even better is that my father-in-law his name is Chuck has a dog named Chick now isn't that just sad.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9t6T-F9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/kWyKy2p21mE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020862983509970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9t6T-F9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/kWyKy2p21mE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9uXzNs7I/AAAAAAAAAfM/2YntmYmaPnY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020870899184562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9uXzNs7I/AAAAAAAAAfM/2YntmYmaPnY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9vkiF3AI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KzZ_sYVp7CI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020891496897538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9vkiF3AI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KzZ_sYVp7CI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9xDj0rbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/IDwCjR8FHjA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020917005528498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9xDj0rbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/IDwCjR8FHjA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9xgg-G_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/aVtndvgwlu8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239020924778191858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9xgg-G_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/aVtndvgwlu8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to inform Emily that we were not buying this for her it is for Bert's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6GV9IumI/AAAAAAAAAec/wtXWIyJKUWU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016884674280034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6GV9IumI/AAAAAAAAAec/wtXWIyJKUWU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a good reason why I'm never in any pictures.  My husband is not allowed to hold the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6G3CGLeI/AAAAAAAAAek/Sj2_vxRnGDg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016893553454562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6G3CGLeI/AAAAAAAAAek/Sj2_vxRnGDg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had a good little wrestling match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6HBsWUtI/AAAAAAAAAes/5akqvRXZL_I/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016896415027922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6HBsWUtI/AAAAAAAAAes/5akqvRXZL_I/s320/Sally%27s+pics+347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6H3Yq7dI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7cl4q9-wbqY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016910828006866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6H3Yq7dI/AAAAAAAAAe0/7cl4q9-wbqY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both were pretty tired after that round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6IMm41dI/AAAAAAAAAe8/radzfRBsS40/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016916524783058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS6IMm41dI/AAAAAAAAAe8/radzfRBsS40/s320/Sally%27s+pics+349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of my favorite people and one ugly dog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-4597484376319786087?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4597484376319786087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=4597484376319786087' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4597484376319786087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4597484376319786087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-his-dog-and-game-of-washer-toss.html' title='A Man, His Dog, and a Game of Washer Toss!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLS9t6T-F9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/kWyKy2p21mE/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2070143140912299390</id><published>2008-08-23T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:20:43.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearbook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course after spending many moments laughing at Katie and Leia's pictures I had to give it a shot myself. It's really fun everyone should give it a try. Here are my favorite pictures.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeDIVD4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/nHTczrkEYpI/s1600-h/SL2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237778142333308802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeDIVD4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/nHTczrkEYpI/s320/SL2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1956&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeMW1noI/AAAAAAAAAeM/w60mzs-ENY8/s1600-h/myYearbookPhoto+%232"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237778144810081922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeMW1noI/AAAAAAAAAeM/w60mzs-ENY8/s320/myYearbookPhoto+%232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeBoNEiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G2AFIIf3_uQ/s1600-h/SL3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTYOfa-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/P6gwcqh8YuU/s1600-h/SL3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777959017737186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTYOfa-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/P6gwcqh8YuU/s320/SL3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1962&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTnafGcI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZUk_5OL5MaI/s1600-h/SL1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777963094579650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTnafGcI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZUk_5OL5MaI/s320/SL1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTg2qvwI/AAAAAAAAAds/0RW6fgKbeVg/s1600-h/SL4"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777961333735170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTg2qvwI/AAAAAAAAAds/0RW6fgKbeVg/s320/SL4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTxshPYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/s13RKa56hrE/s1600-h/SL5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777965854571906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTTxshPYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/s13RKa56hrE/s320/SL5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTT0mDCwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LdnOo2ylqw4/s1600-h/SL6"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777966632733442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTT0mDCwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LdnOo2ylqw4/s320/SL6" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS89_8Y8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/FtKo1OJ99Nk/s1600-h/SL7"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777574020277186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS89_8Y8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/FtKo1OJ99Nk/s320/SL7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS866L5nI/AAAAAAAAAc8/aqPKebT0U98/s1600-h/SL8"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777573190821490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS866L5nI/AAAAAAAAAc8/aqPKebT0U98/s320/SL8" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9A4LWQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/hj4U8B7HUxY/s1600-h/SL9"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777574793009410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9A4LWQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/hj4U8B7HUxY/s320/SL9" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9KIncWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/E_0HVugT728/s1600-h/SL10"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777577277878626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9KIncWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/E_0HVugT728/s320/SL10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9c9ZJ5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/2bRbvG7FWPE/s1600-h/SL11"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237777582331078546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBS9c9ZJ5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/2bRbvG7FWPE/s320/SL11" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2000- I graduated high school in 2001 and I don't remember anyone wearing there hair like this in 2000, but I did wear my hair just like this in 1997. Actually my freshman pictures look a lot like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1787785639181927526-2070143140912299390?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2070143140912299390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2070143140912299390' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2070143140912299390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2070143140912299390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/yearbook.html' title='Yearbook!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SLBTeDIVD4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/nHTczrkEYpI/s72-c/SL2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-1873202628293843429</id><published>2008-08-19T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:44:18.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby started first grade this year, and it's been hard on her mommy.  I just can't believe she is in the first grade going to school all day long.  She was pretty excited this morning to get to school.  Last night Bert and my mom took her to meet her teacher, and when I asked her about her teacher she said she LOVED her.  Em had a great day, but she wants to go back to kindergarden in the afternoon because she could sleep in and only have to go to school half, or she wants to be in second grade for some reason she thinks they only go half a day also (I had to break the news that she will never be in half day school again).  Here are just a few pictures of Emily this morning.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-fbnP7TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/yaALIGJdXfc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236347701457579314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-fbnP7TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/yaALIGJdXfc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-fy_-JDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_D1j0kVHc_o/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236347707735286834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-fy_-JDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_D1j0kVHc_o/s320/Sally%27s+pics+351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If anyone knows Emily she has to pose in about every picture she is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gAOuVbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DHl37xEJ70o/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236347711286826418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gAOuVbI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DHl37xEJ70o/s320/Sally%27s+pics+352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Em and I.  Note to self: never let Bert take a picture he'll cut your head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gsXYSqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0VYcwNOFxy8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236347723134290594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gsXYSqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0VYcwNOFxy8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gx9kOwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/go1UL58Ho4A/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236347724636633858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-gx9kOwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/go1UL58Ho4A/s320/Sally%27s+pics+354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of me after doing bus duty in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-1873202628293843429?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1873202628293843429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=1873202628293843429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1873202628293843429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/1873202628293843429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKs-fbnP7TI/AAAAAAAAAbk/yaALIGJdXfc/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3514230416916201823</id><published>2008-08-11T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:51:09.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Filled Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awhile back we got the chance to spend a few days in Owasso, visiting Annie and Katie's families.  We always have such a great time, and the kids just really love spending time together.  Here are some pictures of our stay in Owasso.  The kids just love the slip n slide in Aunt Kay Kay's back yard.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBdZxFD3FI/AAAAAAAAAbU/cCzkvfCSWhM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233285464257190994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBdZxFD3FI/AAAAAAAAAbU/cCzkvfCSWhM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper really makes me laugh.  I'm telling you he can do anything the big kids can do.  I can't believe he is getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBdacUBWjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/svJqKlXqmC0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233285475862665778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBdacUBWjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/svJqKlXqmC0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like a good slide.  Maybe he'll be a baseball player some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbukWHy4I/AAAAAAAAAas/8CUAE8lFibY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283622593088386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbukWHy4I/AAAAAAAAAas/8CUAE8lFibY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sammy boy is so funny.  Always making goofy faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbu30Fu5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iiDGRCqGMbE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283627819056018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbu30Fu5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/iiDGRCqGMbE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess Sam got a little thirsty.  He kept trying to drink the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbvbf3I7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/PwrKKfTClYw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283637397889970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbvbf3I7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/PwrKKfTClYw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids thought the were pretty cool coming up with this way to slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbvxG6fzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LOtA9slTaN4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283643198832434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbvxG6fzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LOtA9slTaN4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Emily and Ella are playing in Ella's dress up clothes.  Lets keep in mind that these are Ella's and Emily is some what bigger than Ella so most of the dresses wouldn't even close in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbw-R5muI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MPDeNRtvIv0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283663914441442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBbw-R5muI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MPDeNRtvIv0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYkmdFbUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gh01ihAymXk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280152825589058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYkmdFbUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/gh01ihAymXk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day was decided to take the kids to the splash pad due to the heat.  They all had a pretty good time.  Well most of them did Annie's poor children won't play because of the other strange children around.  Notice the picture of Coop looking so sad.  His mama was mad at him for not playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYk9s4X4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/c3W0FvI8fec/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280159065857922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYk9s4X4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/c3W0FvI8fec/s320/Sally%27s+pics+300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing stopped Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYlX7L1KI/AAAAAAAAAaU/27EkCxcRNHU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280166105175202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYlX7L1KI/AAAAAAAAAaU/27EkCxcRNHU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryder enjoyed the slash pad as well.  Look at his shade isn't he so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYmT9CXBI/AAAAAAAAAac/0VLmb-oRuMk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280182219070482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYmT9CXBI/AAAAAAAAAac/0VLmb-oRuMk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess he didn't look the concrete on his knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYmv7NOTI/AAAAAAAAAak/u8l4Yqq8ZBI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280189727586610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBYmv7NOTI/AAAAAAAAAak/u8l4Yqq8ZBI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was another successful trip to Owasso.  Can't wait until we do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-3514230416916201823?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3514230416916201823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3514230416916201823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3514230416916201823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3514230416916201823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-filled-weekend.html' title='Fun Filled Weekend!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SKBdZxFD3FI/AAAAAAAAAbU/cCzkvfCSWhM/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5286383096531032522</id><published>2008-08-07T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:32:25.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily's First Dental Visit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few months ago I had noticed Emily had a dark spot on one of her teeth, and we know what that means "cavity".  So I made her an appointment to get her teeth cleaned and for the dentist to check it out.  Of course I was right she just had to have a cavity.  She must take after her mother because I have a mouth full of fillings.  Well I thought to myself what a great blogging experience this would be( I find it hard to find things to blog about).  So here are a few pictures from her cleaning.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYGAxu9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/1EkBcOfQFxw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950628400511954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYGAxu9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/1EkBcOfQFxw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is getting ready to get her teeth cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYI0XCvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kGY4X7cFULQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950629153737458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYI0XCvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/kGY4X7cFULQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily was just a big girl.  I was very proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYdA5YPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DJerrhHB9R8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950634575028466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYdA5YPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DJerrhHB9R8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYigNS7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/dUc5LeNtKRA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950636048534450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYigNS7I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/dUc5LeNtKRA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufY1h3L2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5LEF9AOz4Gg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231950641155747682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufY1h3L2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5LEF9AOz4Gg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cleanings all done and she is waiting on Dr. Hunter to come in and check that cavity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrDHRFPI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cnMNNrGf6jw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938859412034802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrDHRFPI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cnMNNrGf6jw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrYgqzoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BQao_UBYwJg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938865155722882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrYgqzoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BQao_UBYwJg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily showing off you new clean pearly whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrVRfFrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/V27hkVvb2m8/s1600-h/emily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938864286734002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrVRfFrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/V27hkVvb2m8/s320/emily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we went to get the cavity filled and of course I forgot my camera so out wonderful dentist took a few pictures of her green filling for me (yes, Emily chose green).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrmVkB_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Ps0sENLL_NI/s1600-h/Emily+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938868867237874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrmVkB_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Ps0sENLL_NI/s320/Emily+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrrVOWBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6DRGbF7WPHc/s1600-h/Emily+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231938870207993874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJuUrrVOWBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6DRGbF7WPHc/s320/Emily+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Emily after she was all done.  She was such a big girl, but it did help that she didn't have to have  shot to numb it, because it was a very small cavity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-5286383096531032522?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5286383096531032522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5286383096531032522' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5286383096531032522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5286383096531032522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/emilys-first-dental-visit.html' title='Emily&apos;s First Dental Visit.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJufYGAxu9I/AAAAAAAAAZc/1EkBcOfQFxw/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2925636844308784440</id><published>2008-08-03T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:10:05.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I'm blogging more than once in a day but I was tagged by Mandy and I needed to be on of the first to get it done.  This game of tag is a little different, instead of answering the questions yourself ask the questions to child of children and replace my answers with theirs.  Here are Emily's answers and I must add she's a little smarter than I thought she would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does Mommy always say to you?&lt;/strong&gt;   I don't know (here's that funny thing I say "I don't know"  to her a lot because she always asks questions that I don't know the answers to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes Mommy happy?&lt;/strong&gt;  Hugs and Kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What makes Mommy sad? &lt;/span&gt;When I disobey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does Mommy make you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;  tickles me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How old is Mommy? &lt;/strong&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How tall is Mommy?&lt;/strong&gt;  58 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What doesn't Mommy like to do?  &lt;/strong&gt;Clean House (man, she hit the nail on the head in this question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is Mommy's job?&lt;/strong&gt;  A teachers aide for Amanda Wells (this is funny because I just got that job and haven't started yet, but she knows what I'll be doing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Mommy's favorite food? &lt;/strong&gt;Ice cream (she nailed that on the head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you know Mommy loves you?&lt;/strong&gt; Because she snuggles with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to tag Kara, Hilary, Leslie, and Billie.  Good luck girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-2925636844308784440?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2925636844308784440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2925636844308784440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2925636844308784440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2925636844308784440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7187427226585491259</id><published>2008-08-03T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:03:50.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Weeks. Ago.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay maybe more like a month ago.  Our Sunday school class got together with our children at our place a just kind of hung out.  We ate a little of course and the kids, plus Bert, went swimming in the pond.  Then we shot of a few fire works later that evening.  All in all we really did of a good time.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1M1a2FFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/a074L2HlrII/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426511851787346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1M1a2FFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/a074L2HlrII/s320/Sally%27s+pics+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are all the parents sitting back and just relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1NKS8tdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Zi9GgDm1veA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426517455812050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1NKS8tdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Zi9GgDm1veA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Cory had to sit and water the Red Neck slip n slide so the kids won't stick to it going into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1NZ7cQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/T8x2YJ7CIl0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426521652183986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1NZ7cQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/T8x2YJ7CIl0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some pictures of the Red Neck slip n slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1Npt_z7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/I50NOClvREA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426525890760626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1Npt_z7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/I50NOClvREA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1ODwHaII/AAAAAAAAAYs/wrgwUR-0KKk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426532878968962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1ODwHaII/AAAAAAAAAYs/wrgwUR-0KKk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTb6pdB9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NLHVO4ClF8o/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230389387557930962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTb6pdB9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/NLHVO4ClF8o/s320/Sally%27s+pics+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTcqg942I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MfQMRt_uXSQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230389400407237474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTcqg942I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MfQMRt_uXSQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTcyY0oXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1ZdOwniLbFY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230389402520559986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTcyY0oXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1ZdOwniLbFY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sammy just swimming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTdYJTz6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/3Lgo_g2qEQ8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230389412656041890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTdYJTz6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/3Lgo_g2qEQ8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The paddle boat was also a big success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTdrBX6gI/AAAAAAAAAYE/miiZGb0mZEI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230389417723030018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJYTdrBX6gI/AAAAAAAAAYE/miiZGb0mZEI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here are the sweet babies that didn't get to get into the water.  Aren't they just little dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7187427226585491259?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7187427226585491259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7187427226585491259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7187427226585491259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7187427226585491259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/08/few-weeks.html' title='A Few Weeks. Ago.....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SJY1M1a2FFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/a074L2HlrII/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6480360062848476324</id><published>2008-07-26T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:27:28.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I haven't had the Internet at my house for the past few weeks.  The men are coming out to my house to fix it on Monday.  So hopefully I can start blogging again.  I probably won't be able to blog until Wed or Thurs my Pa Frank (my dad's dad) is having open heart surgery on Tuesday he is having to have a valve replaced along with triple bypass, so pleased keep him in your prayers.  Thanks.  I promise I'll have pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6480360062848476324?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6480360062848476324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6480360062848476324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6480360062848476324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6480360062848476324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-sorry.html' title='So Sorry!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-9190200098908673393</id><published>2008-07-11T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:24:56.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Wolf Lodge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As many of you know by looking at Mandy's blog that we went to the Great Wolf Lodge in Grapevine, Texas.  We had such a great time, and the kids thought they were in heaven.  Here are a few pictures I took with my camera.  I did take an underwater camera but none of those pictures turn out.  It must have been too dark in the water park.  I know, I'm very depressed about that too, I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of good pics of the kids.  Anyway, here are the pictures I did get.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgBduDzTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aeh1z30PR5k/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221888608721685810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgBduDzTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aeh1z30PR5k/s320/Sally%27s+pics+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the front of the hotel.  It really is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgB7nMkuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zFRtr3B4rjA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221888616745964258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgB7nMkuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zFRtr3B4rjA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgCMh_qSI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vJQZV-1AJqo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221888621287549218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgCMh_qSI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vJQZV-1AJqo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have just arrived in this picture and the kids couldn't wait until we got to go into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdRtEtU-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/YBPerckcuWc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885589186237410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdRtEtU-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/YBPerckcuWc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max, Sam and Emily are posing for a pic in their Kid Cabin.  They room was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdSCdLqnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/T-Jmo19L8fM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885594926033522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdSCdLqnI/AAAAAAAAAWs/T-Jmo19L8fM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily and her wand.  She thought that she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hermione&lt;/span&gt; from Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdSqjSySI/AAAAAAAAAW0/C3UmtI7kqu8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885605689084194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdSqjSySI/AAAAAAAAAW0/C3UmtI7kqu8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Emily loves to pose for pictures.  So I had to take one of her on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdTUkH0QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8zj-pU4My18/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885616966848770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdTUkH0QI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8zj-pU4My18/s320/Sally%27s+pics+221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max will never let me take a normal picture of him.  He always has to be making a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdTypsWgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GI0TePpXcDY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885625043278338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfdTypsWgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GI0TePpXcDY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my sweet Sammy.  He is just the biggest sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-9190200098908673393?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/9190200098908673393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=9190200098908673393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9190200098908673393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9190200098908673393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-wolf-lodge.html' title='The Great Wolf Lodge!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHfgBduDzTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aeh1z30PR5k/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3200947530744865143</id><published>2008-07-09T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:05:23.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for Max!</title><content type='html'>This morning at 7:30 am Max got his tonsils taken out.  Everything has gone really well so far.  But we would just like to ask if you could please keep him in your prayers for the recovery.  As an experienced person with getting the their tonsils taken out the first few days are the easiest.  Please pray for a quick and painless recover.  Thank You.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHTgzbACw3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/lEoKCQul-OM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221045042055136114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHTgzbACw3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/lEoKCQul-OM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHTgzjCP-1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/gojJ3EkaH_8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221045044211874642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHTgzjCP-1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/gojJ3EkaH_8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-3200947530744865143?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3200947530744865143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3200947530744865143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3200947530744865143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3200947530744865143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/07/prayers-for-max.html' title='Prayers for Max!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHTgzbACw3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/lEoKCQul-OM/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3053455209654170764</id><published>2008-07-07T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:49:45.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I didn't fall off the face of the Earth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a long time, but I've been very busy lately.  I haven't even been in Woodward for the past few weeks.  But, I'm back now.  Here are some pictures from July 4th.  The whole gang was in town, and we all gathered at Joe and Lanus Cheap's house (Chad's parents).  We had such a good time, but we always do when we are together.  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm8Q7nkWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p66XFFlAn8M/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220418472343212386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm8Q7nkWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p66XFFlAn8M/s320/Sally%27s+pics+242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my two favorite people.  I love watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm8iUPdmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1pPGOuOtjg0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220418477009892962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm8iUPdmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/1pPGOuOtjg0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute little big man Ryder Roo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9LeZv_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ksOG5-fwB40/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220418488058363890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9LeZv_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/ksOG5-fwB40/s320/Sally%27s+pics+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the spectators watching wonderful fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9b1XkiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/u81AjS1AoRI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220418492449657378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9b1XkiI/AAAAAAAAAVc/u81AjS1AoRI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad and Bert loved making more than one go off at a time.  I swear I think they act more the children than the actually children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9lHEsuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Hf5PSLp9NQ4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220418494939837154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm9lHEsuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Hf5PSLp9NQ4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper was so funny, every time someone lit a firework he would run for the hills.  He wasn't scared but he didn't want to be close when it went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjJlTrHII/AAAAAAAAAUc/E304-o-kWp4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220414303104605314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjJlTrHII/AAAAAAAAAUc/E304-o-kWp4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily loves fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjKNDBWpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gCCChd-ftKI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220414313772178066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjKNDBWpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gCCChd-ftKI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet little Lily will only let me take a picture if she's with here momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjKl4878I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MPM2t4HXE6g/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220414320440831938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjKl4878I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MPM2t4HXE6g/s320/Sally%27s+pics+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam doesn't like loud noises so he has to wear ear plugs.  These were Pa's oil field ear plugs and were a little big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjK0XIXaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/M_K53NLryvU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220414324325506466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjK0XIXaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/M_K53NLryvU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone loves Aunt Kay Kay.  I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjLZ39QcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_PyAwPXyyfg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220414334395302338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKjLZ39QcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_PyAwPXyyfg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a good time.  I hope we get to do it again next year.&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/1787785639181927526-3053455209654170764?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3053455209654170764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3053455209654170764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3053455209654170764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3053455209654170764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-i-didnt-fall-off-face-of-earth.html' title='No, I didn&apos;t fall off the face of the Earth!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SHKm8Q7nkWI/AAAAAAAAAVE/p66XFFlAn8M/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-250573815659003733</id><published>2008-06-22T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:27:09.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Monster!</title><content type='html'>For Emily's birthday she got this kit from Bert's Uncle Ted's family and you could make about four different masks.  It has a microphone with it that makes you talk like a monster.  There were three different colored lips and they all sound different.  It's a pretty cut little kit.   She really enjoys making different looks.  The Luthi's always find the best gifts for Emily.  Here are a few pictures of Emily playing with the mask.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SF6xnXcUeGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2rL-su9JAQg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214800708407425122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SF6xnXcUeGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2rL-su9JAQg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SF6xnhed4SI/AAAAAAAAAUU/OuDpHWYOU80/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214800711100784930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SF6xnhed4SI/AAAAAAAAAUU/OuDpHWYOU80/s320/Sally%27s+pics+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-250573815659003733?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/250573815659003733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=250573815659003733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/250573815659003733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/250573815659003733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Sea Monster!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SF6xnXcUeGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2rL-su9JAQg/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5425945020584802704</id><published>2008-06-17T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:04:53.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother has been giving some of her grand kids swimming lessons, because their usual teacher moved and doesn't have a pool anymore, so my mother felt obligated.   We've been using Kim Kramer or should I say Barth's pool while she's been away.  I must say Emily and Max have really taken off this summer.  Like Mandy said on her blog Sammy really likes his life jacket and doesn't want to take it off, not even for his Mimi. Here are a few pictures.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheJ3tHsGI/AAAAAAAAATg/HlhqIir8qAA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213020092346380386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheJ3tHsGI/AAAAAAAAATg/HlhqIir8qAA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily did so well for her Mimi.  I was proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheK-xgYsI/AAAAAAAAATo/2Vin9WWXG_Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213020111423693506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheK-xgYsI/AAAAAAAAATo/2Vin9WWXG_Q/s320/Sally%27s+pics+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheLjH5xJI/AAAAAAAAATw/FpD1aeTL9IY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213020121181308050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheLjH5xJI/AAAAAAAAATw/FpD1aeTL9IY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a cute little pic of Ben since his mother didn't have one of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheQOMp-9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/JUbhY69tBls/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213020201463446482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheQOMp-9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/JUbhY69tBls/s320/Sally%27s+pics+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam will swim all over the pool as long as he has his trusty life jacket on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheUNK91bI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8m0wjZdwfNs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213020269907400114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheUNK91bI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8m0wjZdwfNs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Sam watching Max and Emily's tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbgdA30NI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3pUv9kOf6fI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213017181783576786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbgdA30NI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3pUv9kOf6fI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping off the side in the deep end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbhas5ehI/AAAAAAAAATA/MjJbYP7Qhwc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213017198342797842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbhas5ehI/AAAAAAAAATA/MjJbYP7Qhwc/s320/Sally%27s+pics+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbiekaJFI/AAAAAAAAATI/vcMIcxZWt0w/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213017216560800850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbiekaJFI/AAAAAAAAATI/vcMIcxZWt0w/s320/Sally%27s+pics+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbi1NqyyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kQ2H4-lSpts/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213017222639438626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbi1NqyyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kQ2H4-lSpts/s320/Sally%27s+pics+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbjEdnVZI/AAAAAAAAATY/g12kQflUKvA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213017226732852626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFhbjEdnVZI/AAAAAAAAATY/g12kQflUKvA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've had a lot of fun this summer.  Notice the bigger two think they are cool, because they can turn around in mid air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-5425945020584802704?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5425945020584802704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5425945020584802704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5425945020584802704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5425945020584802704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFheJ3tHsGI/AAAAAAAAATg/HlhqIir8qAA/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7535457088936696605</id><published>2008-06-13T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:53:14.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Was I Thinking.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Tuesday night I had the boys spend the night with us.  It was one crazy evening.  First thing we did was take a bath so they would have lots of time to play with each other.  Emily is always complaining she has no one to play with.  So they are all nice a clean and then.....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKWLmstDOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/W5pEHbfdy2Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211392844931861730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKWLmstDOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/W5pEHbfdy2Q/s320/Sally%27s+pics+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max and Sam got into some of Emily's glitter lip gloss.  These pictures don't give it justice.  It was all over them.  So needless to say they had to have another bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKWMO8ZzeI/AAAAAAAAARE/pvcwcMYG5vk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211392855735127522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKWMO8ZzeI/AAAAAAAAARE/pvcwcMYG5vk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max and Emily love to dress Sam up.  I'm sure his dad would be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVGl3z2dI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RoODzu_SAIo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211391659299035602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVGl3z2dI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RoODzu_SAIo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had a little wedding.  Sam was the fairy godmother that walked Loretta (Emily) down the aisle to her future husband Underwear (Max).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVHBk7_qI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tt5NAngfwxg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211391666736070306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVHBk7_qI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tt5NAngfwxg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Bert told them they had to kiss Max replied that they had already hugged and that's all they were going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVHePRowI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pCqheZ7TtL0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211391674429842178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVHePRowI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pCqheZ7TtL0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the lovely couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVH-gAC_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/oHm9YSu-DB4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211391683089927154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVH-gAC_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/oHm9YSu-DB4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FINALLY, the night came to an end.  They kids wanted to camp out on the living room floor and watch a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVIMqonBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4cl0presznk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211391686892624914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKVIMqonBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4cl0presznk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was  a busy night but they had so much fun.  I'm sure I'll do it again some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7535457088936696605?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7535457088936696605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7535457088936696605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7535457088936696605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7535457088936696605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='What Was I Thinking.....'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SFKWLmstDOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/W5pEHbfdy2Q/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-5364408738698045434</id><published>2008-06-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:56:29.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week my friend Emily Arnett and her three girls asked my Emily and I if we wanted to go swimming.  Since Em is such a little water dog of course we had to go, and we had a great time.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_ltQbGobI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IRYqIM7OReU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210635859556475314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_ltQbGobI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IRYqIM7OReU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the three older girls Emily, Avery and Haley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lt3dOjyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Dt74vQ9rmhY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210635870034366242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lt3dOjyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Dt74vQ9rmhY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily is so excited Haley taught her how to do a back flip in the water.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lueOYKSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6R7VsJhWGg4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210635880441063714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lueOYKSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6R7VsJhWGg4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lvFlQBTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i6mqa4nWGRs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210635891005982002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_lvFlQBTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i6mqa4nWGRs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the youngest Emmy Kate she is such a little cutie.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-5364408738698045434?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/5364408738698045434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=5364408738698045434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5364408738698045434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/5364408738698045434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/friends.html' title='Friends!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SE_ltQbGobI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IRYqIM7OReU/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8842819071029060817</id><published>2008-06-04T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:05:56.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well it's here.  Emily's first year of softball.  Em is playing coach pitch this summer.  T-ball is such a joke in Woodward, so I decided to move her up.  I don't know if that was a great idea or not, all I can say is that she isn't the worst one on the team even though she is the youngest.  Here are a few pictures of her game the other night we are 2-0 right now so not to bad.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrVJwkuzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FoaqgK2eHss/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179136474168114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrVJwkuzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FoaqgK2eHss/s320/Sally%27s+pics+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily is always ready for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrWJ7ICCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/D-mVNk2IB5s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179153698293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrWJ7ICCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/D-mVNk2IB5s/s320/Sally%27s+pics+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She really does have good form when she's batting.  We just can't hit the ball to well.  But, at this game she did hit the ball, but it was right to first base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrW70--UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3KipX-ZryRA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179167094307138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrW70--UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3KipX-ZryRA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't she look excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrX2T645I/AAAAAAAAAOc/dieFhOZvCKY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179182793319314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrX2T645I/AAAAAAAAAOc/dieFhOZvCKY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting some good advice from the assistant coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrZJT1mLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/DS_RqTTrHl4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208179205073115314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrZJT1mLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/DS_RqTTrHl4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily's biggest fan.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-8842819071029060817?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8842819071029060817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8842819071029060817' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8842819071029060817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8842819071029060817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/softball-fun.html' title='Softball Fun!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SEcrVJwkuzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FoaqgK2eHss/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-2134318466691027889</id><published>2008-06-02T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:37:23.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Little Angel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night I went to watch a good friend of mine and his band play for the youth group at church. His name is Denver Duncan and he is amazing. Den told me in August he would be coming out with his own CD. I can't wait because he is so good. Anyway, Emily stayed home with Bert and when I got home that night there was this note with the flowers sitting on the bar. The note says "Mom I love you you're so kind love Emily," at the bottom it says to mom. Poor Bert, he had to spell out all the words for Em. Bert said this was the short version. She wanted to say a lot more. Emily is the joy in my life, I love her so much.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SERpLUbR9EI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XNSYJb8lGys/s1600-h/Sally"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207402712329745474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SERpLUbR9EI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XNSYJb8lGys/s320/Sally%27s+pics+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SERpL4TrKII/AAAAAAAAAN8/SZjHcGfiXGM/s1600-h/Sally"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207402721961519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SERpL4TrKII/AAAAAAAAAN8/SZjHcGfiXGM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few days later the flowers started to die and Emily got really mad, she just didn't understand why they would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-2134318466691027889?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/2134318466691027889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=2134318466691027889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2134318466691027889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/2134318466691027889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-sweet-little-angle.html' title='My Sweet Little Angel!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SERpLUbR9EI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XNSYJb8lGys/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-3538882036394017625</id><published>2008-05-22T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:35:37.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Yes, you can believe it I'm going to fill this out.  I know it's kind of amazing because I never do things like this. Here's how to play this particular game of Tag: Post these rules on your blog and complete. List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, and 3 random or surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. Let them know they are tagged by leaving them a comment on their blog. And by all means, HAVE FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys&lt;br /&gt;1. My beautiful daughter Emily&lt;br /&gt;2. The most wonderful man in the world my husband Bert.&lt;br /&gt;3. My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fears&lt;br /&gt;1. Not being a good enough mother and wife.&lt;br /&gt;2. Loosing a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;3. Snakes.  Well kinda. Not as bad as my mom and Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;1. My house to be clean enough that anyone can stop by at anytime.  (like that's going to happen)&lt;br /&gt;2. To get medical insurance with a maternity plan.&lt;br /&gt;3. To finish my RN degree and then probably never use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions/Collections&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading everyones blogs.  I check them like 4 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm addicted to Emily's Nintendo DS.  I will stay up all hours of the night playing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Reality T.V. ( Hi my name is Sally and I am a reality T.V. junkie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts&lt;br /&gt;1. I watch Wizards of Waverly Place and Hannah Montana after Emily goes to bed at night.&lt;br /&gt;2. I really do want my house clean all the time.  I'm kind of grumpy when it's not clean, but all I        do  is just complain about it and don't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a country girl at heart.  I love living in the country, hunting, fishing, and just the great out&lt;br /&gt;       doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not tagging anyone since everyone I know has already been tagged, so it's ending with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-3538882036394017625?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/3538882036394017625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=3538882036394017625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3538882036394017625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/3538882036394017625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-9056209506484396506</id><published>2008-05-22T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T05:28:36.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the new pond is really really going to be pretty handy this summer.  Emily and Bert have already swam in it twice.  I didn't get pictures the first time.  You can tell by looking at Emily she is really excited to be going swim.  She loves to swim and she doesn't care if it is in a dirt pond.  If anyone wants to swim this summer come on out.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkGm_AWzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A0jygQmJt70/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203175009203280690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkGm_AWzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A0jygQmJt70/s320/Sally%27s+pics+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Emily dressed and really to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHG_AW0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/wWYKdNVrkl4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203175017793215298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHG_AW0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/wWYKdNVrkl4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pond water wasn't to cold.  It was just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHW_AW1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ycl75JMkntU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203175022088182610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHW_AW1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ycl75JMkntU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily's not the best swimmer yet so her mom makes her wear a life jacket.  Just in the pond not everywhere we swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHm_AW2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4Fb4womVX5I/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203175026383149922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkHm_AW2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/4Fb4womVX5I/s320/Sally%27s+pics+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Bert and Emily swimmer across the pond.  Bert said it was really really hard.  I since I complain about not being to shape I need to get out there and do that a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkIG_AW3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/rsK96lcjBVg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203175034973084530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkIG_AW3I/AAAAAAAAAM8/rsK96lcjBVg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had such a great time.  Oh and by the way that's not a white t-shirt Bert has on that would be is farmers tan.  &lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-9056209506484396506?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/9056209506484396506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=9056209506484396506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9056209506484396506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9056209506484396506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDVkGm_AWzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A0jygQmJt70/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7145591792163437230</id><published>2008-05-20T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:52:38.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun!</title><content type='html'>Emily got a sprinkler for her birthday, and has been dieing to play in it.  Well last weekend my sisters were in town so it was the perfect opportunity to get it out.  It wasn't the harmest of days but it wasn't cold either.  It took the kids awhile to actually jump through the water.  I must say they had a good time anyways.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBubwCodI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vR-NnSHkHZo/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433523033743826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBubwCodI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vR-NnSHkHZo/s320/Sally%27s+pics+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBvLwCoeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/a00MzmTvE8s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433535918645730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBvLwCoeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/a00MzmTvE8s/s320/Sally%27s+pics+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBvbwCofI/AAAAAAAAAME/92vgzx6fkDk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433540213613042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBvbwCofI/AAAAAAAAAME/92vgzx6fkDk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBv7wCogI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xDMIZSNddL8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433548803547650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBv7wCogI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xDMIZSNddL8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBwLwCohI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1_EndO2T9o0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433553098514962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBwLwCohI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1_EndO2T9o0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-7145591792163437230?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7145591792163437230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7145591792163437230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7145591792163437230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7145591792163437230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SDLBubwCodI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vR-NnSHkHZo/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6769485051771326732</id><published>2008-05-16T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:36:34.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Then Never!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday we had Emily's friend party at the skating rink in Woodward.  The kids had so much fun.  But I must admit that I think Mandy and I had just as much fun.  It had been a long time since I last skated and I'm not afraid to say that my leg muscles were pretty sore the next day and a few days later.  The party was a pirate theme and you will notice Emily has on a pirate shirt that her Aunt Katie made her (thanks Aunt Kay Kay).  Well, I thought I would share a few photos.  I never really got a good picture of the boys at the party, but they would not stay still long enough for one.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18qrwCoYI/AAAAAAAAALM/cx7jxugnCIw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200950217423364482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18qrwCoYI/AAAAAAAAALM/cx7jxugnCIw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily giving me a pose before all her friends arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rLwCoZI/AAAAAAAAALU/assHdxF2I7s/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200950226013299090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rLwCoZI/AAAAAAAAALU/assHdxF2I7s/s320/Sally%27s+pics+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is one lucky girl to have so many friends.  She really loaded up on presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rbwCoaI/AAAAAAAAALc/yGwFPCd04Is/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200950230308266402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rbwCoaI/AAAAAAAAALc/yGwFPCd04Is/s320/Sally%27s+pics+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of Emily's friends.  Avery Grace on the left, Abby in the middle, and another Avery on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rrwCobI/AAAAAAAAALk/flSDSbBFKqs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200950234603233714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18rrwCobI/AAAAAAAAALk/flSDSbBFKqs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Bert and Sammy made good partners.  Bert has never skated before so it was kinda funny watching him.  He made sure he always had Sam by his side is he didn't look so inexperienced.  It's okay to go slow when you have a 3 year with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18tbwCocI/AAAAAAAAALs/Wgz05Ar4PKU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200950264668004802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18tbwCocI/AAAAAAAAALs/Wgz05Ar4PKU/s320/Sally%27s+pics+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few of the boys,  Tucker and Dalton.&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-6769485051771326732?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6769485051771326732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6769485051771326732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6769485051771326732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6769485051771326732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/better-late-then-never.html' title='Better Late Then Never!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SC18qrwCoYI/AAAAAAAAALM/cx7jxugnCIw/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-581388171880138977</id><published>2008-05-13T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:18:47.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerf Guns, Gotta Love em!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHvLwCoTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xemy-HMD6HQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Emily got these Nerf guns  with the chest targets for her birthday.  Actually she got something else but already had one so we took it back, and I let her get the guns instead.  What was I thinking!  Emily and Bert run all over the house chasing each other and shooting at the targets.  They have a lot of fun, but man they are driving me crazy.  Well, here are some pictures of my two favorite people playing with their guns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199836489453838642" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHvLwCoTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xemy-HMD6HQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bert likes to take the cheap shots.  When Emily's not expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHvbwCoUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vnzRl0em-TQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199836493748805954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHvbwCoUI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vnzRl0em-TQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at those poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHv7wCoVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/NAw_eP6QQwI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199836502338740562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHv7wCoVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/NAw_eP6QQwI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily taking cover and trying to shoot her enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHwLwCoWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Jv_NjLWB1XA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199836506633707874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHwLwCoWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Jv_NjLWB1XA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em was hiding and didn't think Bert would find her.  She was sitting in the doorway of her room.  Not the best hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHwbwCoXI/AAAAAAAAALE/E2Ug1s0F_rk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199836510928675186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHwbwCoXI/AAAAAAAAALE/E2Ug1s0F_rk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that a 28 year old man has more fun with the toys then the 6 year old child.&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/1787785639181927526-581388171880138977?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/581388171880138977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=581388171880138977' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/581388171880138977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/581388171880138977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_13.html' title='Nerf Guns, Gotta Love em!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCmHvLwCoTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xemy-HMD6HQ/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-7625143690090102364</id><published>2008-05-12T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:51:50.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recital!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures from Emily's dance recital.  I know I'm a little late, but my computer has been acting up.  Anyways the girls were so cute.  Emily danced so good I was very proud of her.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIvbwCoOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0-uVFNfa7Mk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626487027900642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIvbwCoOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0-uVFNfa7Mk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwLwCoPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Bjv_fQcy2kk/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626499912802546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwLwCoPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Bjv_fQcy2kk/s320/Sally%27s+pics+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Emily and her good friend Cami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwbwCoQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/reNt1oh_orM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626504207769858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwbwCoQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/reNt1oh_orM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They came out rapped in these towels so no one could see their costumes.  It really was a cute dance. They danced to "Itsy Bitsy Tennie Weenie Yellow Poka-dot Bikini."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwrwCoRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/elY-KtaVUDg/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626508502737170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIwrwCoRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/elY-KtaVUDg/s320/Sally%27s+pics+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily shaking her thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIw7wCoSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/icBRrdK8BV0/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199626512797704482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIw7wCoSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/icBRrdK8BV0/s320/Sally%27s+pics+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-7625143690090102364?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/7625143690090102364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=7625143690090102364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7625143690090102364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/7625143690090102364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/dance-recital.html' title='Dance Recital!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCjIvbwCoOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0-uVFNfa7Mk/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-757068746451250042</id><published>2008-05-10T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:13:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Proud Mama!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday Emily was baptized. She is now not only my daughter, but my sister in Christ. This will probably be one of the most exciting times in Emily's life. I am so proud of her. She is just growing up to be a wonderful little girl. Here are a few pictures of the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDixe4VzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/222KR-8zOvA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198776347034933042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDixe4VzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/222KR-8zOvA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily was so excited to get baptized. She had been talking about it all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDjxe4V0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/BBeQmTLDg2o/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198776364214802242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDjxe4V0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/BBeQmTLDg2o/s320/Sally%27s+pics+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkBe4V1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Vq0o8XeAH4w/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198776368509769554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkBe4V1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Vq0o8XeAH4w/s320/Sally%27s+pics+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water was so deep she could hardly see. She had to make sure and tell Tony that she had a new bathing suit, so Tony thought he needed to share that with the whole church. It was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkRe4V2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/ihVnqBnfFCM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198776372804736866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkRe4V2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/ihVnqBnfFCM/s320/Sally%27s+pics+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkhe4V3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RxcmCaoUFjs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198776377099704178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDkhe4V3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RxcmCaoUFjs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily wasn't nervous at all. She was so big. Like I have said before. I am so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXBgRe4VyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KSBddhDhNXA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198774105062004514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXBgRe4VyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KSBddhDhNXA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+050.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/1787785639181927526-757068746451250042?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/757068746451250042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=757068746451250042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/757068746451250042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/757068746451250042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-proud-mama.html' title='One Proud Mama!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCXDixe4VzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/222KR-8zOvA/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-4695875611862158004</id><published>2008-05-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:17:12.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile since my last post, but for some reason my computer wasn't working right.  But we got it fixed.  This past weekend was a very busy one for the Luthi family.  We started out Saturday morning with soccer games then straight to dance recital practice and finally to Emily and Ella's birthday part.  Here are some pics from the party.  We all had such a great time.  The kids just love playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXuVBc1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Hgy_b52mLX8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198094848344512274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXuVBc1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Hgy_b52mLX8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my cute little man Cooper.  I just love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXulBc1yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/js6PA6zIpJA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198094852639479586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXulBc1yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/js6PA6zIpJA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the only way I can get a picture of Lily.  She has to be with her mom or dad.  Especially if Uncle Bert is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXvFBc1zI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EjOhLWbT24Q/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198094861229414194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXvFBc1zI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EjOhLWbT24Q/s320/Sally%27s+pics+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is some to the crew that was at the party.  Mandy looks real happy to been in the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXvlBc10I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tC5V6YZTQ1I/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198094869819348802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXvlBc10I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tC5V6YZTQ1I/s320/Sally%27s+pics+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even the adults like to have a little fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXwFBc11I/AAAAAAAAAHk/oFJLbW8HaLs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198094878409283410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXwFBc11I/AAAAAAAAAHk/oFJLbW8HaLs/s320/Sally%27s+pics+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNiFBc1sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rHvY-cTxMBI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198083642774836930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNiFBc1sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rHvY-cTxMBI/s320/Sally%27s+pics+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday girls.  I can't believe they are getting so big.  They just grow up to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNiVBc1tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LP3fBpdo65A/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198083647069804242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNiVBc1tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LP3fBpdo65A/s320/Sally%27s+pics+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNilBc1uI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3OKuhQhYrkE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198083651364771554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNilBc1uI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3OKuhQhYrkE/s320/Sally%27s+pics+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Sammy boy.  He really is the sweetest little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNi1Bc1vI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e7SDo_H40qw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198083655659738866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNi1Bc1vI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e7SDo_H40qw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max found this turtle and thought it was pretty cool.   Of course Ella was terrified of the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNjVBc1wI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tzfDLLiwH4E/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198083664249673474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNNjVBc1wI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tzfDLLiwH4E/s320/Sally%27s+pics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a good time.  But like I said the weekend was so busy it was hard to really enjoy each other.  On Sunday we went to church.  Emily was baptized and immediately had to go and sing for church children's choir ( with wet hair).  Then Emily and I had to leave a little early to go get her ready for the dance recital.  Once the dance recital was over we went to church for the kids Awanas awards program.  This weekend was a lot of fun but I'm glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-4695875611862158004?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4695875611862158004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=4695875611862158004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4695875611862158004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4695875611862158004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SCNXuVBc1xI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Hgy_b52mLX8/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-9134074681301942452</id><published>2008-04-29T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T07:54:51.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Has Flown By</title><content type='html'>My baby is going to be turning 6 on Saturday.  I just can't believe she is going to be six.  So I wanted to post a few older pics of Emily when she was smaller.  There is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;specific&lt;/span&gt; order so just enjoy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBc1HjUFHEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GXZWV4bA_4E/s1600-h/December+04+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBc1HjUFHEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GXZWV4bA_4E/s320/December+04+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194679099049974850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBc1HzUFHFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YsGYMs3ztaA/s1600-h/SPRINGSUMMER+05+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBc1HzUFHFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YsGYMs3ztaA/s320/SPRINGSUMMER+05+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194679103344942162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Em's thing she loved to sit on her Pa's head for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczmjUFG_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/z3vvhKdE_yc/s1600-h/100_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczmjUFG_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/z3vvhKdE_yc/s320/100_1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677432602663922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBcznDUFHAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MavvchgCuzU/s1600-h/SPRINGSUMMER+05+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBcznDUFHAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MavvchgCuzU/s320/SPRINGSUMMER+05+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677441192598530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you don't keep a close watch on your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBcznjUFHBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LbMgYCFJK8w/s1600-h/100_1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBcznjUFHBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LbMgYCFJK8w/s320/100_1290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677449782533138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczojUFHCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UDTUwzbRJfQ/s1600-h/December+04+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczojUFHCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UDTUwzbRJfQ/s320/December+04+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677466962402338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczpDUFHDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wm84pKZ5j5o/s1600-h/December+04+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBczpDUFHDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wm84pKZ5j5o/s320/December+04+232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677475552336946" 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/1787785639181927526-9134074681301942452?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/9134074681301942452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=9134074681301942452' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9134074681301942452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/9134074681301942452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-has-flown-by.html' title='Time Has Flown By'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBc1HjUFHEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GXZWV4bA_4E/s72-c/December+04+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8085086568015752505</id><published>2008-04-26T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:25:57.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Luthi</title><content type='html'>Today Bert had the privilege in coaching Emily's soccer team, because her coach was out of town for the weekend.   Since he played soccer for 12 plus years of his life and some in college he was highly capable.  He did a great job with those kids.  The kids loved him and I think he really liked it too, because this evening he was talking about maybe coaching Emily's team full time next year.  God has truly blessed me with the most wonderful husband on earth.   Everyday I just think to myself that I could not love him anymore than I do, but I go to bed at night loving him more and more, and I thank God for putting him in mine and Emily's life.  Oh, his a great father too.  He's just the total package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPaizUFG6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q9eaSqvAFQ8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193735086713150370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPaizUFG6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q9eaSqvAFQ8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so encouraging to the kids.  Always tell them they did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPajTUFG7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aVTMe1tMXT8/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193735095303084978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPajTUFG7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aVTMe1tMXT8/s320/Sally%27s+pics+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily was pretty excited to have "Dad" coach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakDUFG8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q-NYws_3QT4/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193735108187986882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakDUFG8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Q-NYws_3QT4/s320/Sally%27s+pics+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few pics of Em during the game.  She's really getting into it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakjUFG9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/duF-Tung0QA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193735116777921490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakjUFG9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/duF-Tung0QA/s320/Sally%27s+pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love this picture.  Look at that tongue she is really concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakzUFG-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/eDqq-Cd6cTY/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193735121072888802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPakzUFG-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/eDqq-Cd6cTY/s320/Sally%27s+pics+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-8085086568015752505?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8085086568015752505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8085086568015752505' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8085086568015752505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8085086568015752505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/coach-luthi.html' title='Coach Luthi'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SBPaizUFG6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q9eaSqvAFQ8/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6927493163621676233</id><published>2008-04-22T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:41:12.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Member of the NRA</title><content type='html'>Emily got a gun for Christmas this year, and she loves it. Her and Bert shoot all the time or just when the weather is nice. This evening was beautiful so Bert and Emily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to go turkey hunting. Em loves to wear her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; gear and boots. After about an hour they came up to the house empty handed. Emily informed me that they saw a few turkeys they just weren't close enough to shoot. Better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xRTUFG3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WFbUrMcOsqw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192282331205147506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xRTUFG3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WFbUrMcOsqw/s320/Sally%27s+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are posing with the turkey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xRjUFG4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ikt4JypkUcQ/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192282335500114818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xRjUFG4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ikt4JypkUcQ/s320/Sally%27s+pics+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Em was so excited to show me her gun. Like I've never seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xSDUFG5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tPraa2Ivb9o/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192282344090049426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xSDUFG5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tPraa2Ivb9o/s320/Sally%27s+pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily is quite the little shooter. Bert bought you some targets, and she can hit the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bulls eye&lt;/span&gt; (sorry if that's not the correct spelling) all by herself with no help. I can't believe she is getting so big.&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/1787785639181927526-6927493163621676233?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6927493163621676233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6927493163621676233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6927493163621676233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6927493163621676233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/future-member-of-nra.html' title='Future Member of the NRA'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA6xRTUFG3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WFbUrMcOsqw/s72-c/Sally%27s+pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6808780543681093390</id><published>2008-04-21T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:57:26.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One, Two, Cha Cha Cha</title><content type='html'>It's about time for Emily's dance rectial.  I must admit she's pretty excited about it this year.  Last year we had to bribe her to even do it.  But, this year she is ready.  Emily is pretty happy that her aunts and cousins are coming to watch her this year and I think that helps a little.  Well anyways here is a little preview of Em's dance costume.  It goes along with one of her songs and it's really cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnDUFG0I/AAAAAAAAADk/k1haJxHmRgc/s1600-h/IMG_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191895676774325058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnDUFG0I/AAAAAAAAADk/k1haJxHmRgc/s320/IMG_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's not to happy about the two piece.  Anyone that knows Emily, knows she doesn't like to show her belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnjUFG1I/AAAAAAAAADs/UatjeLXmVGs/s1600-h/IMG_0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191895685364259666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnjUFG1I/AAAAAAAAADs/UatjeLXmVGs/s320/IMG_0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor little girl, she's got a little junk in her trunk like her mommy.  But she is ready to shake her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnzUFG2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ut69rQsKcKA/s1600-h/IMG_0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191895689659226978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnzUFG2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ut69rQsKcKA/s320/IMG_0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1787785639181927526-6808780543681093390?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6808780543681093390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6808780543681093390' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6808780543681093390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6808780543681093390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-two-cha-cha-cha.html' title='One, Two, Cha Cha Cha'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SA1RnDUFG0I/AAAAAAAAADk/k1haJxHmRgc/s72-c/IMG_0250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-6405596749386623567</id><published>2008-04-18T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:39:34.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Your Mark, Get Set, Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In Emily's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Awana's&lt;/span&gt; group all the kids got to decorate a car to race at our church last Wednesday night.  Emily thought this was awesome, and we had to paint her car the night she came home with it.  Bert was pretty excited for this also.  So, while I was at my night class, Bert and Emily went to buy paint for Em's car.  If anyone knows Emily they would know that she would pick blue of course.  But, it couldn't just be blue so Emily and her Mimi painted the car as a horse head, the flames has it's mane.  Well, anyway, here are a few pictures from this adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm14OY84I/AAAAAAAAACs/xTUKJMmXPGU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm14OY84I/AAAAAAAAACs/xTUKJMmXPGU/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652383844692866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bert and Emily painting the car blue.  Bert really wanted to do something to the wheels to make it go faster but he didn't get to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm2YOY85I/AAAAAAAAAC0/003E7_4IjyM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm2YOY85I/AAAAAAAAAC0/003E7_4IjyM/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652392434627474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Emily getting ready to race her car for the first time.  She actually won her first heat, but lost in the second one.  Bert was really mad at this point that he didn't put oil on the wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjkx4OY8zI/AAAAAAAAACE/3xGsLyR5ePs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjkx4OY8zI/AAAAAAAAACE/3xGsLyR5ePs/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190650116101960498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk1IOY80I/AAAAAAAAACM/lo31uWZderE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk1IOY80I/AAAAAAAAACM/lo31uWZderE/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190650171936535362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Emily posing with her car.  She is quite the little poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk1oOY81I/AAAAAAAAACU/yzpKZb7-sjI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk1oOY81I/AAAAAAAAACU/yzpKZb7-sjI/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190650180526469970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what Max and Sam did the whole time during the races.  They are shaking their "booties" for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk4oOY82I/AAAAAAAAACc/r2Mslx729CI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk4oOY82I/AAAAAAAAACc/r2Mslx729CI/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190650232066077538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm24OY86I/AAAAAAAAAC8/G6XuiwIxcSI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm24OY86I/AAAAAAAAAC8/G6XuiwIxcSI/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652401024562082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little man is Carter Andrew Reid, whose mother is a good friend of mine.  Emily loves this little boy and wants us the adopt him, she just doesn't understand why we can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm3YOY87I/AAAAAAAAADE/NvEB-2gWIvs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm3YOY87I/AAAAAAAAADE/NvEB-2gWIvs/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652409614496690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjk5YOY83I/AAAAAAAAACk/xlHz0abI5RU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787785639181927526-6405596749386623567?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6405596749386623567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=6405596749386623567' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6405596749386623567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/6405596749386623567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='On Your Mark, Get Set, Go!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAjm14OY84I/AAAAAAAAACs/xTUKJMmXPGU/s72-c/Sally%27s+pictures+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-751076749698398892</id><published>2008-04-16T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:12:43.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to be a Rock Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-gIOY8vI/AAAAAAAAABk/2kK0Kyal44I/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hannah Montana, watch out!  Emily will tell you she wants to be a rock star  or an archaeologist when she grows up and why not, those two are closely related.  But, by the looks of things I think is she leaning toward the  rock star.  I could only hope she will become a Christian rock star.  By the look of things she doesn't really seem to be singing Christian music but I will continue to pray for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-gIOY8vI/AAAAAAAAABk/2kK0Kyal44I/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189833973531472626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this face it's a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-gYOY8wI/AAAAAAAAABs/rmfgB7DUqCM/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-gYOY8wI/AAAAAAAAABs/rmfgB7DUqCM/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189833977826439938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should see her she can really rock out with that guitar.  She also has a microphone Uncle Jason and Aunt Katie got her for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; that she loves to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-goOY8xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uUrCEzRTXBc/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-goOY8xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uUrCEzRTXBc/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189833982121407250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-g4OY8yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ser0DYi8kdE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-g4OY8yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ser0DYi8kdE/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189833986416374562" 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/1787785639181927526-751076749698398892?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/751076749698398892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=751076749698398892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/751076749698398892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/751076749698398892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-be-rock-star.html' title='I Want to be a Rock Star!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAX-gIOY8vI/AAAAAAAAABk/2kK0Kyal44I/s72-c/Sally%27s+pictures+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-8282703964384301664</id><published>2008-04-15T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:37:20.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Row, Row, Row Your Boat (or paddle)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3MYOY8rI/AAAAAAAAABE/ITZ_K6kDjJw/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This past fall Bert thought it would be a great idea to have a pond dug in our backyard.  He has always wanted a pond, so I got new furniture.  Emily wanted a place to train a whale, but we'll have to explain that to her later.  We live in the country so our backyard is a few hundred acres.  What's a pond without something to float on it with?  Well, then he had the great idea of buying a paddle boat because he just knew the kids would love it.  He has something about being the favorite uncle or something like that.  But I can honestly say I think Bert likes the paddle boat more than the kids.  He gets on it about everyday by himself.  I know it's a little sad for a 28 year old man to do that, but I love him anyway.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3MYOY8rI/AAAAAAAAABE/ITZ_K6kDjJw/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189474093926773426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are Max, Emily, Sam, and Uncle Bert paddling around the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3MoOY8sI/AAAAAAAAABM/7kyMIdfgNWs/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3MoOY8sI/AAAAAAAAABM/7kyMIdfgNWs/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189474098221740738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit the boat is a big hit with the kids also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3NIOY8tI/AAAAAAAAABU/eO-GfUdCpHI/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3NIOY8tI/AAAAAAAAABU/eO-GfUdCpHI/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189474106811675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what if you need a little leg workout just take three kids on a paddle boat that can't help you paddle.  I think Bert wanted to pass out after this little ride around the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3NIOY8uI/AAAAAAAAABc/JHJH_6PFOWE/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3NIOY8uI/AAAAAAAAABc/JHJH_6PFOWE/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189474106811675362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily is the worst about not wanting to paddle she would rather ride in the back.  She is a little lazy.&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/1787785639181927526-8282703964384301664?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/8282703964384301664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=8282703964384301664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8282703964384301664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/8282703964384301664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/row-row-row-your-boat-or-paddle.html' title='Row, Row, Row Your Boat (or paddle)'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAS3MYOY8rI/AAAAAAAAABE/ITZ_K6kDjJw/s72-c/Sally%27s+pictures+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787785639181927526.post-4849562337515253084</id><published>2008-04-12T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:26:36.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Finally Happened!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well after months of nagging from my family I finally decided to join the blogging world, but please don't plan on me posting much. Come to think of it, I will probably post as much as Annie:) I don't take a lot of pictures, but I will try to get better and post as much as possible. So my first blog is of my sweet little Emily, but these pictures were taken about 6 months ago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188511175143912066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLbIOY8oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZZLLV3YAk9o/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here Emily is with her stick horse Sketcher. She and Sketcher are out trapping bobcats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLboOY8pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h1MUNef-KzA/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188511183733846674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLboOY8pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/h1MUNef-KzA/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily has her pistol in hand and ready for a kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLcIOY8qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aufMTipo1eU/s1600-h/Sally%27s+pictures+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188511192323781282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLcIOY8qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aufMTipo1eU/s320/Sally%27s+pictures+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Here she is showing off her success. What a big and scary bobcat that is. Emily will tell you the bobcat put up a big fight, but she was stronger than that cat. Please note the cowboy hat, she got it when she was in a program at church and it's some kind of foam. It is so ugly but she loves it. &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/1787785639181927526-4849562337515253084?l=sallyluthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4849562337515253084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1787785639181927526&amp;postID=4849562337515253084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4849562337515253084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787785639181927526/posts/default/4849562337515253084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallyluthi.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-finally-happened.html' title='It Finally Happened!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09902781456179306777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJCr54dff0g/SAFLbIOY8oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZZLLV3YAk9o/s72-c/Sally%27s+pictures+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
