<?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-2329552906952264674</id><updated>2012-01-04T08:28:56.412-06:00</updated><category term='The boys'/><category term='Jewelry'/><category term='My boys'/><title type='text'>My Treasured Nest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-695092229292323642</id><published>2011-12-06T09:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T09:28:34.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycled Wrapping</title><content type='html'>I went to Hobby Lobby as I always do early in the season to get all of my themed wrapping supplies for Christmas. Call me crazy but sometimes I love the wrapping part more than anything! I filled my basket and then added up in my head what it would all cost. Even at half off I was still going to be spending a chunk of change on paper?? Crazy! So I emptied my basket and decided to come up with another plan. Shortly after I came home I decided to clean out my closet and pantry. (Not sure what got into me?) And then it hit me...I will wrap all of my gifts with items that I was either going to get rid of or trash! I started collecting anything from bubble wrap and HEB paper sacks to old ratty socks and shirts. This is my first creation and I was pretty proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a88Ffla7b00/Tt4zWdpIbmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/y7D0u6M2gDE/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a88Ffla7b00/Tt4zWdpIbmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/y7D0u6M2gDE/s320/photo+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut the shirt into strips and grabbed some old yarn that I had stuffed in a drawer. Landon walked in and shook his head with a grin on his face. All he said was, "Only my wife would cut up a shirt and use it as a bow." I quickly agreed and said. "Why yes, yes I would." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0UVfDnSGHpU/Tt4zWj5TRXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/LK7XHG5MfkY/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0UVfDnSGHpU/Tt4zWj5TRXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/LK7XHG5MfkY/s320/photo+2.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PS....Socks work great to and add some fun texture to the bow!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-695092229292323642?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/695092229292323642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=695092229292323642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/695092229292323642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/695092229292323642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/12/recycled-wrapping.html' title='Recycled Wrapping'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a88Ffla7b00/Tt4zWdpIbmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/y7D0u6M2gDE/s72-c/photo+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-271400117063634311</id><published>2011-11-21T22:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:47:03.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In a matter of 10 minutes...</title><content type='html'>In a matter of ten minutes at the Webb house this is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Webb (yours truly) beat everyone at Monoply. Grae cried and then feel back and hit his head. Kids brushed their teeth and Will said his tummy hurt. Finished brushing their teeth and they both punched each other, tattled and then asked to sleep together. In the meantime, Landon ran in the house to grab&amp;nbsp;his gun and asked if I would come out and kick the chicken coupe at one end to make a possum come out. So, I did what every good wife would do and put my rubber boots on. Ran out right before it started pouring down rain and kicked the door till the possum (which could double as a wolf) ran out.&amp;nbsp;Landon&amp;nbsp;shot&amp;nbsp;and wounded it but had to finish it with a fence post.&amp;nbsp;It started pouring down rain. I ran inside and Will is running around the corner yelling "Mom, there is a Tomato (tornado) coming!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What just happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-271400117063634311?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/271400117063634311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=271400117063634311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/271400117063634311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/271400117063634311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-matter-of-10-minutes.html' title='In a matter of 10 minutes...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8981107624990270492</id><published>2011-10-10T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:46:24.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday the kids didn't have school so we put that time to good use! Our sweet and precious Winnie (aka the best sister in world, Jenna) set up the perfect pumpkin carving event for all 4 of our kiddos. They each picked out the pumpkin that spoke to them at Central Market and couldn't wait to get started. They drew the design first and then the hard part came in where Winnie and I took over with the large butcher knives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the kids dug out each pumpkin saving the seeds to roast later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej1wsVdLCqI/TpRV2EgEJ5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/mFzDLkKKSHA/s320/Pumpkin%2BCrew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662245018921084818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae was a pro at saving the seeds for roasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWcSS3ZPR7A/TpRVFdPE3NI/AAAAAAAAAfI/DyXg1y2locE/s1600/Grae%2BPumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWcSS3ZPR7A/TpRVFdPE3NI/AAAAAAAAAfI/DyXg1y2locE/s320/Grae%2BPumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662244183747124434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will was not so impressed with the texture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kuHaBb8SPkE/TpRVFI-mSfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/roKBt8RCopw/s1600/Will%2Bpumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kuHaBb8SPkE/TpRVFI-mSfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/roKBt8RCopw/s320/Will%2Bpumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662244178309302770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our two pumpkins have there own little perch on our porch and last night were lit with candles inside. The boys were amazed at their finished product. As Grae said it best, "Mom...I am a really good Pumpkin maker." What a great start to Fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8981107624990270492?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8981107624990270492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8981107624990270492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8981107624990270492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8981107624990270492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-carving-time.html' title='Pumpkin Carving Time!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej1wsVdLCqI/TpRV2EgEJ5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/mFzDLkKKSHA/s72-c/Pumpkin%2BCrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2522595949033020512</id><published>2011-09-28T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T12:23:33.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While at the park we spotted Hercules also know as The Beast in the movie Sandlot. This is Will's favorite movie of all time and can pretty much repeat word from word. (HE knows that the few bad words are replaced the word "peanuts" :) We often have to remind when playing a real baseball game that he isn't in the Sandlot as he yells out "throw it to second Smalls!". That kids cracks us up. He is a keeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jVtfaXUN1wc/ToNX3bIYgNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lf_LtuiP0Hg/s1600/The%2Bbeast.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jVtfaXUN1wc/ToNX3bIYgNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lf_LtuiP0Hg/s320/The%2Bbeast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657462166594814162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-2522595949033020512?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2522595949033020512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2522595949033020512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2522595949033020512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2522595949033020512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/beast.html' title='The Beast'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jVtfaXUN1wc/ToNX3bIYgNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lf_LtuiP0Hg/s72-c/The%2Bbeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7606807450488953627</id><published>2011-09-21T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:42:45.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get close enough :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So we let the boys sleep together a couple nights a week as a reward. Last night Landon and I went in to give them one last kiss and this is what we found. Apparently sleeping in beds beside each other wasn't close enough. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgGGw9fmwg8/TnoFk8c_3qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sENCnV0LigA/s1600/securedownload-6.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgGGw9fmwg8/TnoFk8c_3qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sENCnV0LigA/s320/securedownload-6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838414378262178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RpQgywSYjM/TnoFkixewnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lVkq91daejA/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RpQgywSYjM/TnoFkixewnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lVkq91daejA/s320/securedownload-5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654838407484850802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-7606807450488953627?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7606807450488953627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7606807450488953627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7606807450488953627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7606807450488953627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-cant-get-close-enough.html' title='I can&apos;t get close enough :)'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgGGw9fmwg8/TnoFk8c_3qI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sENCnV0LigA/s72-c/securedownload-6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8683996232393876653</id><published>2011-09-21T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:57:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank my God every time I think of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For the past couple of years I have used the "Power of a Praying Wife" calendar to help me cover Landon with prayer each day. When I first started praying for him I prayed just the general prayer of, please bless our marriage and the basics. As my prayer time became more intimate I got more specific as I know that God asks us to come to him boldly with our requests. I know that He wants only what is best for us and especially for our marriage. Why would God compare how we should love our spouses to how Christ loved the church if He didn't think this was a BIG deal! :) As I started to pray more specifically for Landon I began to see him in a different light. I have always loved and appreciated the sweet qualities that make him...Him but its different now. Some of things that I saw as weakness I am now seeing as great strengths. I think that God has done more work on my heart through praying for Landon than anything else. I know that the better I can learn to love my sweet Jesus the better I will be able to love Landon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be able to look back 10, 20, 30 years from now and know that I took pride in protecting my marriage and did all that I could to bring Glory to God by what my marriage reflected. How thankful I am for Landon and all his many God given qualities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phil 1:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank my God every time I think of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="&amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8683996232393876653?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8683996232393876653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8683996232393876653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8683996232393876653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8683996232393876653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-thank-my-god-every-time-i-think-of.html' title='I thank my God every time I think of you'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1842509127576013333</id><published>2011-09-20T10:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:25:09.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never knew Candy Land would be the answer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmzGvUtHnpU/Tniv6Y5LjaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gaMFFszXf_s/s1600/securedownload.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmzGvUtHnpU/Tniv6Y5LjaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gaMFFszXf_s/s320/securedownload.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654462749813214626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae and Will have recently perfected their skills of irritating one another. So, this past weekend after many...."Mom, he blah blah blah" Landon and I decided that before we would do anything fun they had to figure out how to have fun with just the two of them. We let them pick who's room they would play in but that they had to play together without fighting for 45 minutes before either of them could move on to anything else. We gave a few suggestions but told them that if we heard any fighting or arguing the 45 minutes would start over. Can I just say that this time was amazing. Not only for them but for me as well! There is an indescribable feeling that came over me with peace in our house. As I was soaking in the moment I peeked into Grae's room to find him teaching his little brother how to play Candy Land. He was so patient with him (Even though Will kept pretending to eat all of the Candy Land men) This is now the Saturday morning rule....Team Building at The Webb Household! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="&amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-1842509127576013333?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1842509127576013333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1842509127576013333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1842509127576013333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1842509127576013333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-never-knew-candy-land-would-be-answer.html' title='I never knew Candy Land would be the answer...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmzGvUtHnpU/Tniv6Y5LjaI/AAAAAAAAAeY/gaMFFszXf_s/s72-c/securedownload.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8011894807404432417</id><published>2011-09-20T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:01:28.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Rangers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcJ_MDKA5dE/TniqV56mCOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3yXB5llFw_g/s1600/Ranger%2BWill.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcJ_MDKA5dE/TniqV56mCOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3yXB5llFw_g/s320/Ranger%2BWill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654456625464215778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP-fUHSe5zc/TniqVn1VfCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/v7b-RJofJyY/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP-fUHSe5zc/TniqVn1VfCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/v7b-RJofJyY/s320/securedownload-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654456620610321442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnbeTQYVXEU/TniqVGsTgeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5vIxLCuLukc/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnbeTQYVXEU/TniqVGsTgeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5vIxLCuLukc/s320/securedownload-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654456611714073058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIK9XN-E2GA/TniqU9a3brI/AAAAAAAAAd4/isSFHnCcid8/s1600/securedownload-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIK9XN-E2GA/TniqU9a3brI/AAAAAAAAAd4/isSFHnCcid8/s320/securedownload-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654456609225010866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we took the boys the $1 hotdog night at the Ranger game. We had a blast! Winnie's family was there and we joined up in the kid play area where they boys go play a little baseball of their own! They were in heaven and are asking when we can go back. :) Will, however cried our entire walk back to the car. His cry was more of a desperate plea to play with The Rangers. Oh my is all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8011894807404432417?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8011894807404432417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8011894807404432417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8011894807404432417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8011894807404432417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/go-rangers.html' title='Go Rangers!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcJ_MDKA5dE/TniqV56mCOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3yXB5llFw_g/s72-c/Ranger%2BWill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6816953503877002037</id><published>2011-09-08T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:12:40.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Boys and Baseball</title><content type='html'>Well, we have been waiting for Fall baseball for 3 months now and it is finally here! Grae moved up to the 8U division (coach pitch) and couldn't be more excited about it. The recent cool front that has blown in has only fueled the fire more and between school and practice we are living in our front yard that can always be spotted from a mile away. Covered in baseballs, helmets and of course BASES! This is no surprise to anyone that knows Will. We can hardly make a quick run to the store without him gearing up in full baseball gear just in case a field is on the way. Will is starting in the 4U mini T-ball league this year. He is 3 and is on a team with some of his best friends! (Nathan Walters, Drew Haynes and Cooper Cumba) We had our first practice a week ago and when practice was over and the coach told them they could all go play on the playground Will looked straight up at his daddy. He had this look of horror and said as he began to cry..."I don't want to be done with baseball!" So the obsession continues....I will be typing up the game schedules soon for the both of them and will get them emailed! They would welcome a cheering section! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will throwing "The HEATER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-36761f34f724e74a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36761f34f724e74a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3100D3604F73984194809B237777512E5F639328.5B8B56731DB8893612005DECB1EDF96D44A80F20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36761f34f724e74a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3N4L4E6GoaFd_HJDUYgVS5h4-n4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36761f34f724e74a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3100D3604F73984194809B237777512E5F639328.5B8B56731DB8893612005DECB1EDF96D44A80F20%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36761f34f724e74a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3N4L4E6GoaFd_HJDUYgVS5h4-n4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-6816953503877002037?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6816953503877002037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6816953503877002037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6816953503877002037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6816953503877002037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-and-baseball.html' title='Boys and Baseball'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-36727943405842204</id><published>2011-09-07T16:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:28:13.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good stuff to come...its been too long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NA5ViIwoNvM/TmfhGMAspOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-KHI-EZYyF0/s1600/sweet%2Bwill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_vfYpMrOxE/TmfhFZD5lqI/AAAAAAAAAdg/KEqLgmkhLFI/s320/DSC_9627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649731740302415522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEgEEzTyJs/TmfhFOZHRJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zzSWYPA_YCc/s1600/Vintage%2Bbaseball%2BWill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEgEEzTyJs/TmfhFOZHRJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zzSWYPA_YCc/s320/Vintage%2Bbaseball%2BWill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649731737438602386" /&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;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-36727943405842204?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/36727943405842204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=36727943405842204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/36727943405842204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/36727943405842204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-stuff-to-comeits-been-too-long.html' title='good stuff to come...its been too long'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NA5ViIwoNvM/TmfhGMAspOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-KHI-EZYyF0/s72-c/sweet%2Bwill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8495859510606768397</id><published>2010-04-02T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:27:56.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatloaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S7a1VSRZcEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XHzHThQUYx0/s1600/Webb_0123_watermark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S7a1VSRZcEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XHzHThQUYx0/s320/Webb_0123_watermark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455747375892623426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S7a1VObHFGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/T8ZlVNEERJs/s1600/us1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S7a1VObHFGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/T8ZlVNEERJs/s320/us1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455747374859621474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is true love. My man loves him some meatloaf. We have been married going on 6 years now and I have yet to make it. (It is sooo not my favorite) Well, I got to thinking a couple weeks ago after Landon had done one thoughtful thing after another for me that I would finally break down and make him the BEST meatloaf he has ever had. So, I reveiwed recipes for two weeks and finally found the perfect one! A mixture of fresh ground sirloin from the local butcher shop and many other yummy things. I just knew it would be good...and it WAS! Such a huge hit. I didn't have to say much while making dinner Landon was just thankful for a hot meal. Once he realized it was meatloaf his sweet eyes lit up like I had just given him a week long hunting trip in the rockies. He gave me a hug and said, " I know that you did that just for me" He then scooped the boys up and took them out fishing. While I finished up dinner I couldn't help but think about how much I adored him. And all I did was make some meatloaf..I mean really? That is all it takes? This reminds me that its not about the big things here and there but about the everyday little things that keep me loving him more and more each day. I am writing this so that one day he can look back and not really even remember the dinner I cooked but that 6 years into our marriage I loved him more than I could have ever imagined. I wouldn't be able to write about my precious boys if they didn't have a sweet daddy like Landon. &lt;br /&gt;So honey...this means many more meals of meatloaf and many more years of "little things". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8495859510606768397?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8495859510606768397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8495859510606768397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8495859510606768397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8495859510606768397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2010/04/meatloaf.html' title='Meatloaf'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S7a1VSRZcEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XHzHThQUYx0/s72-c/Webb_0123_watermark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-5374075680925630534</id><published>2010-03-25T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:54:33.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Yeah Baby!</title><content type='html'>Any mother can tell you that when her child begins to talk for the first time it is such a joyous moment! Seeing their sweet little facial expressions and the way they form their lips to sound out just one litte word. Our little William has been a character since birth and has continued to build his "character" as we like to call it over the past 22 months. He is finally coming around to making sentences but short ones. As his mother I just have to say that he gets his point across by using just two simple words. He is so smart! ;) For example, No Ruby...No Bubba...No chicks...etc. But my all time favorite sentence yet was from this morning. It was apparently a glorious moment for Will. He stood back gazing at the fridge as I slowly opened it. There...on the second shelf stood his milk waiting in his beautiful sippy cup. (This has to be what he was thinking.) The minute I picked up the cup and turned to look at him he yelled as loud as he could while motioning his hand in a fist downward, "YEAH BABY!!!!" If that's all that it takes we are in good shape. Oh man, I love that kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-5374075680925630534?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/5374075680925630534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=5374075680925630534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5374075680925630534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5374075680925630534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah-baby.html' title='Yeah Baby!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-205254022602589344</id><published>2010-03-19T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:44:09.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy Picker</title><content type='html'>Well after several conversations between Landon and I we finally decided to start Grae in T-ball this year. He was so excited and so were we! The best part is that his sweet uncle Josh is the assistant coach and will be his best teacher. So I went out got the pants, the glove, the batting gloves (which are very important ;) and mixed in with a few hand me downs we were ready to go! After practicing at home I just knew Grae would be great! While he is the youngest on the team, he seemed to be picking it up pretty quickly. So, the first practice rolled around and Will came down with a fever so Landon and Grae went on without us. 2 hours later they came walking in the door. I knew from the look on Landon's face something went down at practice. Grae went off and had his shower and then went on to bed. Landon came and sat down on the couch with me...put his hand on my knee...sighed and said, "Well, honey we have the daisy picker of the team." I couldn't believe it! (Well I kind of could ;)He then went on to tell me that while Grae played in the outfield not only did he enjoy picking the weeds he thought it would be appropriate to act like a chicken (motions and sounds included) His team mates close by didn't appreciate that so they "kindly" told him to shut up. I was dying laughing listening to Landon talk about our little daisy picker like that. He just kept shaking his head and saying, Sarah...you should have seen him! I thought the story was over when Landon said after the huddle and yelling GO DODGERS Grae made a special trip over to Coach Carey to tell thanks and to give him a big hug. Of course as the mom I see my precious tender hearted Grae...such a lover but Landon had a talk with Grae on the way home to discuss fist bumps and high fives with the coaches...lets pass on hugs with coaches and save those for our momma. I am still laughing writing this as I can picture it as though I was there. Oh my litte Daisy Picker...how I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our second practice today and he was much improved! No daisy picker tonight! We are so proud of you Grae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-205254022602589344?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/205254022602589344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=205254022602589344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/205254022602589344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/205254022602589344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2010/03/daisy-picker.html' title='Daisy Picker'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8898101315902883263</id><published>2010-03-10T15:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:06:06.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Starting up again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S56gU4Q5vCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eaCQlxlEkoU/s1600-h/Grae+and+Will.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S56gU4Q5vCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eaCQlxlEkoU/s320/Grae+and+Will.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448968879725984802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S56f_cpr5yI/AAAAAAAAAck/Hf1x0xfKq1c/s1600-h/Will+and+Mommy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S56f_cpr5yI/AAAAAAAAAck/Hf1x0xfKq1c/s320/Will+and+Mommy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448968511536490274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed with Will becoming a a true toddler and typing on the computer has become a true art with 2 kiddos under the age of 5! I am determined to at least attempt to record some of their precious memories in writing before I forget them. For those of you that have given up on me ever writing another blog...I apologize. Especially to my friend Stacey who recently encouraged me to start back up! It took me a few weeks but here I go. :)&lt;br /&gt;So we have decided to combine the boys birthday parties this year as this may be the only year I can get away with it. I can't believe our little peanut is going to be 2 and our Grae-man is going to be 5! This just can't be?? While getting a registration form for next year from the preschool the director Debbie only gave me one form. I laughed and said, I have 2 boys remember. She looked at me and realized she would have to be the one to break the news. Grae will be in "big kid" school next year, Sarah. I pushed back the tears as I realized that not only would he be at a different school but the days during the week would no longer be "ours". That is the part that breaks my heart the most. But, good news is that Will and I will be getting some one on one time that we have never had before. I am looking forward to having him to myself! &lt;br /&gt;On the way to school this morning Grae told me that he knew what to do if the girls wanted to kiss him on the playground. (He sounded very serious) I asked what...and he said he would run and hide. He said that his daddy told him he used to be chased by girls all the time because he was so handsome and that he had to run and hide. (So something Landon would say) Grae said that he would pick out his hiding spots today when the girls weren't around so that he would know where to run when the time came. I told him I thought this was the greatest idea he had ever had and that I STRONGLY supported him. He smiled and a few minutes later said, "mom...i think I am gonna have a probelm with the girls. I am a lot more handsome than daddy!" I laughed till it hurt. The kid has got a point...although he looks just like his daddy! Oh my, I have no idea what I am in for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8898101315902883263?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8898101315902883263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8898101315902883263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8898101315902883263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8898101315902883263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2010/03/starting-up-again.html' title='Starting up again...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/S56gU4Q5vCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/eaCQlxlEkoU/s72-c/Grae+and+Will.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-992883878157669902</id><published>2009-10-08T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:41:50.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-p7K_h7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/wAM_LaMMXrQ/s1600-h/dscn2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390314693988419506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-p7K_h7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/wAM_LaMMXrQ/s320/dscn2397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae taking Will to the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-pnp5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wawFNp_msns/s1600-h/dscn2396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390314688749331730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-pnp5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wawFNp_msns/s320/dscn2396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me a "real" smile! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-pBsRszI/AAAAAAAAAcM/3WtE7UdPM08/s1600-h/dscn2394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390314678558765874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-pBsRszI/AAAAAAAAAcM/3WtE7UdPM08/s320/dscn2394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will smiling for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-o3suT9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/SXXtxlsGlOE/s1600-h/dscn2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390314675876286418" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-o3suT9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/SXXtxlsGlOE/s320/dscn2393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been so long since I have blogged and the boys are growing up before my eyes. I couldn't help but share these pics that I took Monday morning on our way out the door. Grae is the ultimate big brother. He never leaves Will behind and always makes sure he is taken care of. They held hands while walking to the car this morning and it melted my heart. I tried to breathe in the cool air and stamp the smell as a memory that would be burned in my brain for the years to come. Will is so proud of Grae...he copies everything he does and doesn't ever want to be too far away from him. Landon and I are loving watching them grow into their own little personalities. Here they are sporting their new Halloween shirts. (Grae has asked to wear it everyday!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-992883878157669902?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/992883878157669902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=992883878157669902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/992883878157669902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/992883878157669902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Ss4-p7K_h7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/wAM_LaMMXrQ/s72-c/dscn2397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7109149073535772173</id><published>2009-05-17T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:14:47.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Will is One!!!</title><content type='html'>My new toy from Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcUgvvpI/AAAAAAAAASs/uEJdoQob9Oo/s1600-h/new+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980449743847058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcUgvvpI/AAAAAAAAASs/uEJdoQob9Oo/s320/new+toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcDFAFKI/AAAAAAAAASk/tIWtQ2rR4VE/s1600-h/cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980445064074402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcDFAFKI/AAAAAAAAASk/tIWtQ2rR4VE/s320/cakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you Mimi! We love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcP4JZCI/AAAAAAAAASc/A1otYQM90QY/s1600-h/thank+you+mimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980448499819554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcP4JZCI/AAAAAAAAASc/A1otYQM90QY/s320/thank+you+mimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally got the cake thing down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcPkTUrI/AAAAAAAAASU/v5M_ETkKkBw/s1600-h/371453887705_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980448416584370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcPkTUrI/AAAAAAAAASU/v5M_ETkKkBw/s320/371453887705_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will seeing his cake for the 1st time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDbzCuATI/AAAAAAAAASM/JCuK3o7DQZ4/s1600-h/175233887705_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980440759533874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDbzCuATI/AAAAAAAAASM/JCuK3o7DQZ4/s320/175233887705_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can hardly believe that our precious little Will is already one! This year has gone by so fast but we have had so much fun. From the moment Will was born he had personality! What a blessing he is to Landon and I and to his sweet brother Grae. They are going to have so much fun together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-7109149073535772173?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7109149073535772173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7109149073535772173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7109149073535772173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7109149073535772173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-will-is-one.html' title='Our Will is One!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/ShDDcUgvvpI/AAAAAAAAASs/uEJdoQob9Oo/s72-c/new+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-3833826157961837648</id><published>2009-03-15T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:28:17.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Birthday season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D2XRO9nI/AAAAAAAAASE/kQw6ED0qd1k/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313618474093704818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D2XRO9nI/AAAAAAAAASE/kQw6ED0qd1k/s320/DSCN0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1y8iT0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NAqIBE8XHz8/s1600-h/GraeMan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313618464343215938" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1y8iT0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NAqIBE8XHz8/s320/GraeMan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1rYnjcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R4-HtBZcjgM/s1600-h/Cute+Will2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313618462313516482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1rYnjcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R4-HtBZcjgM/s320/Cute+Will2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will cracking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1P11vTI/AAAAAAAAARs/lSb9TjFxJBg/s1600-h/Cute+Will.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313618454919888178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D1P11vTI/AAAAAAAAARs/lSb9TjFxJBg/s320/Cute+Will.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been in the picture taking mode lately as I think about both of my boys growing up before my eyes. I can not believe Grae is almost a year away from "real" school and my sweet Will is alomost 1! Man how time flies! Here are a few pics I took as all four of us played in our room. Our master bedroom seems to be the "game room" with the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-3833826157961837648?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/3833826157961837648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=3833826157961837648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3833826157961837648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3833826157961837648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-season.html' title='Birthday season!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/Sb3D2XRO9nI/AAAAAAAAASE/kQw6ED0qd1k/s72-c/DSCN0768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-4077552085718128189</id><published>2009-03-08T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:23:32.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The boys'/><title type='text'>Just a swingin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLkdXN2YI/AAAAAAAAARk/u8IokN1iqz0/s1600-h/SO+tired.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023319050213762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLkdXN2YI/AAAAAAAAARk/u8IokN1iqz0/s320/SO+tired.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLjwPnmgI/AAAAAAAAARc/V4vAFy2urzw/s1600-h/DSCN0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023306938751490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLjwPnmgI/AAAAAAAAARc/V4vAFy2urzw/s320/DSCN0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLjW_6jsI/AAAAAAAAARU/eto5qNnAI6w/s1600-h/Will%27s+1st+swing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311023300161998530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLjW_6jsI/AAAAAAAAARU/eto5qNnAI6w/s320/Will%27s+1st+swing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We set up Will's swing today and had a great time! Will swung for the longest time and his bubba (Grae) pushed him for awhile. Will preferred just to stay in the swing and look around than do anything else. He finally crashed in the same position. Sweet baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-4077552085718128189?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/4077552085718128189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=4077552085718128189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/4077552085718128189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/4077552085718128189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-swingin.html' title='Just a swingin&apos;'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SbSLkdXN2YI/AAAAAAAAARk/u8IokN1iqz0/s72-c/SO+tired.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8801351050432523752</id><published>2009-03-01T22:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:26:48.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My conversation with Grae</title><content type='html'>Grae woke up the other morning and right as we were about to walk out the door he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He noticed a small scratch right above his right eye. He all of a sudden said it hurt...only after seeing it of course. :) We loaded up in the car and as I buckled him in I told him to just leave it alone and it would get better really soon. I got in the front seat and off we went. A few minuts went by and Grae was really quiet. He then said, I am going to pray about it. I said about what? (I had already moved on at this point) He said, about my scratch! I am going to pray and God will make it better. That is what you do mom...you pray and God makes things better. Having had a rough week I thought God's way of speaking to me that morning was pretty clever. I agreed with Grae and told him that he was right. We should always pray when we are hurting and when we are happy. It is good for God to know how we are feeling. He then said that his friend Merrit in his class was hurt too and that we need to pray for him. I said we can do that. Grae ended our profound conversation with this...&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, do you think God gots enough band-aids for when everyone is hurting?" &lt;br /&gt;What a sweet little heart he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-8801351050432523752?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8801351050432523752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8801351050432523752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8801351050432523752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8801351050432523752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-conversation-with-grae.html' title='My conversation with Grae'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7009497554093598602</id><published>2009-03-01T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:16:26.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much catching up to do!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMREH_0I/AAAAAAAAARM/Crri_-T4LOY/s1600-h/335856636307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308439051106778946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMREH_0I/AAAAAAAAARM/Crri_-T4LOY/s320/335856636307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMSZfnCI/AAAAAAAAARE/3_UEfCXzjUQ/s1600-h/296456636307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308439051464842274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMSZfnCI/AAAAAAAAARE/3_UEfCXzjUQ/s320/296456636307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMRz36iI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZNs2vs26bng/s1600-h/815856636307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308439051307051554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMRz36iI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZNs2vs26bng/s320/815856636307_0_ALB.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/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdL9VdsQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/jrFsaOc7wDw/s1600-h/207456636307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308439045810794754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdL9VdsQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/jrFsaOc7wDw/s320/207456636307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it has been a long time since I have blogged and so many fun things have happened with the boys. No more jumping on the computer to read a quick email as Will is ALL over the place. He is by far the fastest crawler I have ever seen! Always on a mission! Here are some cute pictures of both of my sweet boys on the back part of our property. We are loving every minute with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-7009497554093598602?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7009497554093598602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7009497554093598602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7009497554093598602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7009497554093598602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-much-catching-up-to-do.html' title='So much catching up to do!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SatdMREH_0I/AAAAAAAAARM/Crri_-T4LOY/s72-c/335856636307_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8967154570265749412</id><published>2008-12-30T21:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:52:07.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with our Mia and John!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpxDM7tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8CffXtVPg_U/s1600-h/dscn0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285796215446630098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpxDM7tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8CffXtVPg_U/s320/dscn0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpicsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/NGVtIl8mtGA/s1600-h/dscn0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285796211527002002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpicsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/NGVtIl8mtGA/s320/dscn0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpTJDR-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/atghnXr8VZY/s1600-h/dscn0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285796207418099682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpTJDR-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/atghnXr8VZY/s320/dscn0459.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/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrroZStPvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oXWSdrhVRsk/s1600-h/dscn0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285796191889342194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrroZStPvI/AAAAAAAAAQM/oXWSdrhVRsk/s320/dscn0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a wonderful time with Landon's parents Christmas day. After opening the boys gifts and stockings from Santa we headed down the road to spend the day with Mia and John and Holli, KC and Tatum(Landon's sister and husband and our precious Niece). We were pleasently surprised when Gank pulled up the same time we did! After the kids played the Wii for a little while we opened presents. We only gave gifts to the kids and we had them open each present one at a time. I loved watching Grae as Tatum opened her presents and he would oooh and awww and tell her how pretty everything was. Will didn't care too much about opening anything but loved everything once unwrapped! He got so many wonderful things and has played with all of them since we got home.  While Grae liked everything he opened over the past couple of days he was really hoping for a certain present. If ANYONE asked him what he wanted for Christmas he would always always say the same thing. "I want a blue power wranger suit and helmet and a mote control truck" He would also make sure to use his hands as he talked and motion around his head and body and he said helmet and suit. So funny. He knew just what he wanted! So...when he opened the power ranger suit and helmet he about went crazy. Then...when he unwrapped the Hulk hands and Hulk face...he was completely overwhelmed! It just doesn't get much better than Power Rangers and the Hulk!! (I do this boy thing so much better than I thought I would! I love it!) Thank you Mia and John for such a special time. The kids loved it and you did so much. We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8967154570265749412?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8967154570265749412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8967154570265749412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8967154570265749412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8967154570265749412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-with-our-mia-and-john.html' title='Christmas with our Mia and John!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrrpxDM7tI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8CffXtVPg_U/s72-c/dscn0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-22815864712670667</id><published>2008-12-30T21:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:26:28.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaarrggghhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrmIbsJCxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qwQA1i3HZT0/s1600-h/My+Pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285790145218939666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrmIbsJCxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qwQA1i3HZT0/s320/My+Pirates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon and Grae were playing Pirates and I caught this lovely shot. I laugh everytime I look at it. They had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-22815864712670667?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/22815864712670667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=22815864712670667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/22815864712670667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/22815864712670667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaaarrggghhh.html' title='Aaaarrggghhh!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVrmIbsJCxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qwQA1i3HZT0/s72-c/My+Pirates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2767792888797929902</id><published>2008-12-29T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:38:15.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Webb Family Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlTC_LLhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TB3TKj3PdJA/s1600-h/dscn0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285437384333930002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlTC_LLhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TB3TKj3PdJA/s320/dscn0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlS2KJXMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VEdHy4wNR6Y/s1600-h/dscn0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285437380890287298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlS2KJXMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VEdHy4wNR6Y/s320/dscn0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlSUDSzyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GPCPRl1P0P0/s1600-h/dscn0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285437371734740770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlSUDSzyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/GPCPRl1P0P0/s320/dscn0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to write about 2 very special Webb Christmas's we do each year. The first is with the entire Webb Family...which includes the famous Ganky (Landon's Grandma). All of the grandkids and great grandkids adore her. She is 81 going on 50. She still gets in the floor and plays with all of the kids and as you can see in the pictures she has no shame in beating up on any of them! She made an excellent Hulk. Grae had such a good time playing good guy/bad guy with her shile wearing his power ranger suit. She has carved out her own special place in his heart. Our sweet uncle Danny was Santa this year and had all of the dirt on all the grandkids. It is always so funny to see the pure shock on their faces when Santa list the "not so good" items on the list. For example, Santa told Grae that he made the good list this year but that he really needed to stop dropping trough in the middle of God's creation to use the bathroom. While it is appropriate to pop a squat while hunting with Daddy it is not so appropriate to drop our pants in the church parking lot. Grae looked at me and his daddy and said, "I can't go potty outside?" He really didn't see what the big deal was? We were of course laughing histerically. Then Santa gave each child a few presents and left on his four wheeler into the night. We had such a good time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-2767792888797929902?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2767792888797929902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2767792888797929902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2767792888797929902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2767792888797929902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/webb-family-christmas.html' title='Webb Family Christmas'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmlTC_LLhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TB3TKj3PdJA/s72-c/dscn0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6234685131248922802</id><published>2008-12-25T22:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:23:18.230-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>First Christmas with both of our boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmfflnGwtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HZDswV_B5S0/s1600-h/dscn0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our first Christmas morning with both of our boys. It was so fun! Although Will could have cared less about the toys and would have been happy with a bunch of empty boxes to crawl in and out of. Grae was really excited about his new mote trol truck. (Remote Control Truck) He knew Santa wouldn't forget about it. We made hot chocolate and played with everything. I will soon be posting a picture of both Landon and Grae in their pirate gear. Pretty awesome. Looking forward to many more crazy Christmas's with our boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will looking very overwhelmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmffbthwMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/R98H9dUnWvw/s1600-h/dscn0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285431000059461826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmffbthwMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/R98H9dUnWvw/s320/dscn0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grae checking his new toy out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmfe-Vp6bI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-BQ7Pf7QmC8/s1600-h/dscn0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285430992174705074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmfe-Vp6bI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-BQ7Pf7QmC8/s320/dscn0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sneak peak at the stockings Santa left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmfehgkw-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-XKr_ONSruU/s1600-h/dscn0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285430984435876834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmfehgkw-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-XKr_ONSruU/s320/dscn0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-6234685131248922802?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6234685131248922802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6234685131248922802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6234685131248922802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6234685131248922802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-christmas-with-both-of-our-boys.html' title='First Christmas with both of our boys!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmffbthwMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/R98H9dUnWvw/s72-c/dscn0426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7448585468967891312</id><published>2008-12-24T21:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:06:14.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coufal Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcak4bLeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/--HiVH5AD-Y/s1600-h/Mom+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285427618086858210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcak4bLeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/--HiVH5AD-Y/s320/Mom+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcaKKbyGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-Rr4efBj47U/s1600-h/Grae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285427610914637922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcaKKbyGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-Rr4efBj47U/s320/Grae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcZ3NDiRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/b3nCfRKbFKw/s1600-h/Dad+and+Will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285427605825358098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcZ3NDiRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/b3nCfRKbFKw/s320/Dad+and+Will.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had several Christmas events and loved them all! Our first Christmas was at my parents house (mimi and papaw). We have celebrated on Christmas Eve every year since I was born. I am so blessed to still be able to do that even after getting married. Now with our 2 boys my mom and dad have 7 grandchildren. It makes for a very exciting evening! This year we decided to only do gifts for the kids and came up with a fun game for the adults. So, when it came time for the kids to unwrap their goodies they gathered around in a circle as we piled presents around them. That is probably the most fun part! Watching their faces light up and seeing the anticipation of what is to come is so sweet. Once all the presents had been passed out my brother told all of the kids that this year they were going to take turns opening one present at a time around in a circle. The ages of the kids range from 3yrs to 11 yrs old (not including Will) so I was wondering how that was going to work out. The fun began and Grae was last to open his very first present. You know...we all have those proud moments as mom's when our children make a really good choice or when they do something so precious without you even saying a word? Well, this was one of those moments. Grae waited patiently...never whining or asking when it was his turn. He was genuinely excited to see his cousins open their presents. I was so proud of him. Such a sweet boy. After the kids opened their presents we went for a hay ride around Pecan with hot apple cider to look at Christmas lights. (Thanks Josh for the hay!!) We were pretty cold and after we sang all the Christmas songs we could think of we rushed back to the house. (Yes, I realize this is a tad cheesy but this is what we do...AND I love it!!) Once we got back to the house we sat the kids down in front of Kung Fu Panda and had a little bit of adult time. We all brought a jar full of something fun. We each had the total count in an envelope taped to the bottom of each jar. We all made our guesses and then revealed the winners. We were then each able to pick a jar to take home and enjoy! Although I was pulling for the jar my sis brought full of stuff to make Smores...I ended up with a really sweet jar that my dad brought that had the word Hope on the front of it full of chocolate! We had a great time. Such wonderful memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-7448585468967891312?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7448585468967891312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7448585468967891312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7448585468967891312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7448585468967891312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/coufal-christmas-eve.html' title='Coufal Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmcak4bLeI/AAAAAAAAAPE/--HiVH5AD-Y/s72-c/Mom+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1164512284422433467</id><published>2008-12-19T19:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:33:30.953-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>Polar Express Train Ride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUhoBeIYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MnqpFF80JbQ/s1600-h/dscn0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418943096168834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUhoBeIYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MnqpFF80JbQ/s320/dscn0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUg99_eKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ZsettYgMfU4/s1600-h/dscn0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418931807287458" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUg99_eKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ZsettYgMfU4/s320/dscn0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will in his matching pirate pj's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUgUmzV6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/NphNfbdyXXw/s1600-h/dscn0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418920704169890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUgUmzV6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/NphNfbdyXXw/s320/dscn0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting his ticket punched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUf7G_QmI/AAAAAAAAAOU/63DU12GW85Q/s1600-h/ticket+punch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418913859846754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUf7G_QmI/AAAAAAAAAOU/63DU12GW85Q/s320/ticket+punch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grae and the Conductor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUfaMv20I/AAAAAAAAAOM/XvSZYEAAs0c/s1600-h/Grae+and+Conductor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418905025633090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUfaMv20I/AAAAAAAAAOM/XvSZYEAAs0c/s320/Grae+and+Conductor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought tickets a month in advance and couldn't wait for the Polar Express Train Ride in Grapevine, Texas. Grae was especially excited to get to ride the big train...his own words were...Is it bigger than the train at the bounce house place? He was pleasantly surprised! We got there a little too early so we had to entertain a little to pass time but we finally got on the train. While Grae thought it was a lot of fun...Landon and I were not that impressed. BUT...all that really mattered was that Grae loved it! Although we did get a few good laughs as the "lady train monitor" yelled over the speaker thru out the ENTIRE train ride..."Get out of the aisle, Everybody better start singing, and our personal favorite..."Those of you talking during the story reading are ruining it for everyone!!" (You have to also imagine those comments being said in an old raspy voice.) Not sure how she got that job but apparently the Train Depot was short in applications for that job. All that to say, it was a good memory for Grae and Will and we got some really adorable pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-1164512284422433467?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1164512284422433467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1164512284422433467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1164512284422433467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1164512284422433467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/12/polar-express-train-ride.html' title='Polar Express Train Ride!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SVmUhoBeIYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MnqpFF80JbQ/s72-c/dscn0335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7482649961610735404</id><published>2008-11-28T20:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:26:16.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy going to church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/STCnmHuOCEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZrTGQFTf3a4/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899437000624194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/STCnmHuOCEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZrTGQFTf3a4/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/STCnl8nXutI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CLRuVnEL3fc/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273899434019109586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/STCnl8nXutI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CLRuVnEL3fc/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sweet Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago Grae picked out his outfit for church. I have been meaning to post the pictures for awhile now...so adorable. He was so proud of his chaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-7482649961610735404?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7482649961610735404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7482649961610735404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7482649961610735404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7482649961610735404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/11/cowboy-going-to-church.html' title='Cowboy going to church'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/STCnmHuOCEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZrTGQFTf3a4/s72-c/DSC00290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2064532237235048263</id><published>2008-11-23T13:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:57:34.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Snap!</title><content type='html'>We got Grae a couple new card games. Anyone that knows us well knows we LOVE to play cards as a family. Landon played Gin during our entire dating life and engagement and haven't stopped playing since! So, we were really excited when Grae got old enough enought o play "Go Fish" and another game I hadn't heard of, "SNAP!" Very simple and easy. Today Landon left to go hunting so Grae and I snyggled in with Will watching to play some card games on the couch. Here how our conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Mom, can we play SNAP!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure! Grab a blanket and lets play on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Just me and you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yep, just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Can someone else play with us too?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who?&lt;br /&gt;Grae: God and Jesus...I bet they like to play SNAP!. Since its their birthday. (We have been talking about the meaning of Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Grae I bet they love to play SNAP. Lets let them watch while we play.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Ok. They can watch me beat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-2064532237235048263?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2064532237235048263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2064532237235048263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2064532237235048263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2064532237235048263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/11/playing-snap.html' title='Playing Snap!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2534996170917942691</id><published>2008-11-10T16:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:16:56.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Nest Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixGbH0GtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VtnQRyI9cng/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267154488127658706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixGbH0GtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VtnQRyI9cng/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixFY-OVGI/AAAAAAAAANs/FV9MnWvkq_g/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267154470370694242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixFY-OVGI/AAAAAAAAANs/FV9MnWvkq_g/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixDB-aLkI/AAAAAAAAANk/EuBY0ka1L_M/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267154429837717058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixDB-aLkI/AAAAAAAAANk/EuBY0ka1L_M/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special Thank You to Susan, Aven and Cami for making this party so great! Susan, you are always a gracious host and have such a wonderful gift of making others feel welcome. Here are a few pictures from the other day. I had a great time with everyone and have loved seeing everyone with their bling on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-2534996170917942691?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2534996170917942691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2534996170917942691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2534996170917942691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2534996170917942691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/11/treasured-nest-party.html' title='Treasured Nest Party!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SRixGbH0GtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VtnQRyI9cng/s72-c/DSC00314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-3874183543090470807</id><published>2008-11-04T23:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:33:04.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will in his new Jumparoo!</title><content type='html'>We finally found something that is action packed for Will. This child is so active that he gets bored with even the coolest of toys! So, I brought out the big guns with the "Barn Jumparoo". This thing has enough gadgets and thingamajigs to keep him busy. This is his second time in the barnyard and he finally started to get the hang of it! Cracked us up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D401C0DC44166CAC01C330B3588BE70B84CCEFDB2.5EAEF681510A16C835B2C56A4F40EC046DC1AFF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DesAkdgt_eXJAIr8ILqaQcPdTKfM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331445078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D401C0DC44166CAC01C330B3588BE70B84CCEFDB2.5EAEF681510A16C835B2C56A4F40EC046DC1AFF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DesAkdgt_eXJAIr8ILqaQcPdTKfM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-3874183543090470807?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3adf3ca1ddfd7ef1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/3874183543090470807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=3874183543090470807' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3874183543090470807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3874183543090470807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-in-his-new-jumparoo.html' title='Will in his new Jumparoo!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7019673577121540450</id><published>2008-11-01T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:20:40.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>My punkins in the Pumpkins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwITFd29pI/AAAAAAAAANc/1MM9_9DJ94k/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591188467218066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwITFd29pI/AAAAAAAAANc/1MM9_9DJ94k/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwISwj2MHI/AAAAAAAAANU/CBXI-KmRA_k/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591182855188594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwISwj2MHI/AAAAAAAAANU/CBXI-KmRA_k/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwISN1ZDSI/AAAAAAAAANM/dfC4Nl-Pafk/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263591173533535522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwISN1ZDSI/AAAAAAAAANM/dfC4Nl-Pafk/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the best I could do this year as far as the pumpkin patch goes...our local farmers market!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon has been working every weekend so I decided if I wanted pictures of the boys with the pumpkins I better venture out on my own! :) Here are a few pics of our day! The boys were precious and both very patient. As well as the guys that worked there...looking at me from a far as I made a compelte idiot of myself...dancing around to get Will and Grae to smile at the same time. Seriously...that is a true art!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-7019673577121540450?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7019673577121540450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7019673577121540450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7019673577121540450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7019673577121540450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-punkins-in-pumpkins.html' title='My punkins in the Pumpkins!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQwITFd29pI/AAAAAAAAANc/1MM9_9DJ94k/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1912885419716245080</id><published>2008-10-31T23:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:36:03.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>Wonders of Will #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQvgjDfV0uI/AAAAAAAAANE/f2HUfb027dE/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263547482349359842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQvgjDfV0uI/AAAAAAAAANE/f2HUfb027dE/s320/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our amazing Will is trying new things everyday! He showed several signs early on that he wasw a little ahead of his age but it is now really starting to show. I kept thinking to myself..."Wow, I don't remember Grae doing that that early?" Then my close friends and family started noticing very early that he had really good coordination and was able to concentrate on something until he acheived whatever it is he set out to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very apparent the other night at our small group bible study when I caught my sweet friend Alisha staring at him. I looked at her and she said, "Is he always like this?" Yep, always busy organizing his toys from one end of the room to the other and switching out chew toys as if they got old like chewing gum. Then, up on all fours crawling across the room. At only 5 MONTHS! I know he is not the first but come on...I am not ready for that yet! Alisha couldn't beleive his hand/eye coordination. What can I say...he's a genius! :) He defintely keeps us on our toes and provides countless hours of free entertainment. Put Will on the floor and as T-O would say, "Get your popcorn ready!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-1912885419716245080?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1912885419716245080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1912885419716245080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1912885419716245080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1912885419716245080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonders-of-will-1.html' title='Wonders of Will #1'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQvgjDfV0uI/AAAAAAAAANE/f2HUfb027dE/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8438921222696269038</id><published>2008-10-29T00:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:46:52.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies with Mimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQf247WKUEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rZt8xczwq18/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262446147469463618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQf247WKUEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rZt8xczwq18/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sweet and precious Mimi came over to bake cookies with Grae for his class this week. What a fun time and great memory! When our Mimi makes cookies they are not just any cookies...they are the REAL deal! Grae was so proud to take them to his friends on Monday! When he got home from Monday afternoon he said his friends liked the cookies but his teachers "really really" liked the cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Mimi for just being who you are. Day in and day out you are always true to yourself. You are such a sweet example for my children and for me. What a blessing mom's are in general but to have a mom like you is so rare. Thank you being rare a bird! wink wink! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8438921222696269038?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8438921222696269038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8438921222696269038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8438921222696269038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8438921222696269038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/cookies-with-mimi.html' title='Cookies with Mimi'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQf247WKUEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rZt8xczwq18/s72-c/DSC00243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1758738923830736184</id><published>2008-10-28T23:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:36:58.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>The sweetest words I have ever heard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQfoodr9IjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yyzEpEw6WtE/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262430471467115058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQfoodr9IjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yyzEpEw6WtE/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQfon_lnPWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QNEPXIf33wo/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262430463387450722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQfon_lnPWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QNEPXIf33wo/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tonight, after the boys took their bath and got their pajama's on we all sat in our bedroom floor to talk and wind down for bed. As I was making a fool of myself to Will, Grae looked at me and said..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae: Mom, you're mine right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Of course I am yours! I will always be your mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grae: I am glad you are mine. And Daddy is mine and Baby Will is mine. They will always be mine too, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Yes, always&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Mom, I love you as big as the star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: I love you as big as the moon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grae: That's big mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is conversations like this that I wish I could record into my memory for the years to come. While Grae has already begun to wipe off my kisses and roll his eyes when I am "not cool" I know I am his one and only mom. That is so big when you think about being someone's one and only. As sappy as this sounds I know I will be thankful later on that I recorded such sweet words from my 3 yr old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpborder=0%3E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-1758738923830736184?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1758738923830736184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1758738923830736184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1758738923830736184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1758738923830736184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweetest-words-i-have-ever-heard.html' title='The sweetest words I have ever heard...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SQfoodr9IjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yyzEpEw6WtE/s72-c/DSC00119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-146825485389191798</id><published>2008-10-12T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:55:02.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Dentist Appointment</title><content type='html'>I have been talking to Grae about his dentist appointment in the morning. After talking to him this week this is what he came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Grae, what is the dentist going to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Grae: He is going to look at my teeth. Then he is going to get his tools and build a big bridge in my mouth with a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Yep, I will have a big bridge in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, needless to say he must have been day dreaming as I went over what the dentist was like. He has been promised a day with his Winnie if he is good. I am sure he will be on his best behavior!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-146825485389191798?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/146825485389191798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=146825485389191798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/146825485389191798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/146825485389191798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-dentist-appointment.html' title='First Dentist Appointment'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6126516079177288923</id><published>2008-10-09T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:06:41.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #4</title><content type='html'>We recently had a new fireplace put in our living room. Grae has already begun to imagine all the fun things we can do with the fireplace. Out of everything he has said this is my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Mom, will you buy me an arrowbow? (Bow and Arrow)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure, but remember it will be apart of your Halloween costume as the hunter.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Ok...but will you get it for me now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Next time we go to the store I will get it for you.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Ok...well we need to hurry because I need to shoot some piggies and make piggie soup in our new fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His plans are apparently WAY bigger than mine.  :) *Just a side note: We have about 30 wild hogs that roam our property on a daily basis. Landon found his best hunting buddy in Grae. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-6126516079177288923?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6126516079177288923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6126516079177288923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6126516079177288923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6126516079177288923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-of-wisdom-by-grae-webb-4.html' title='Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #4'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-137541845575424346</id><published>2008-10-08T23:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:01:33.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #3</title><content type='html'>Landon and Grae go on a walk EVERYDAY to the back of our property. I can't remember the last day they missed their walk together. Landon always calls for Grae at the front door and Grae comes running cause he knows what time it is. We keep his rubber boots by the front door and Grae throws them on as quickly as possible always scared Landon will go without him. (Although Landon has never left him before?) Anyways, they went on their daily walk Sunday night and when they got back checking the deer feeder Grae told me something so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Mom! Mom! Loooook!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What!?!&lt;br /&gt;Grae: I have this corn from the feeder and I am going to plant it in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? And....&lt;br /&gt;Grae: I will cover it with dirt, pat on it and water it. Then the sun will come out and it will grow grow grow real big.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow Grae, that's right! It will!&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Yea, and then I will pick raisens off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where raisens came from I am not sure? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-137541845575424346?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/137541845575424346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=137541845575424346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/137541845575424346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/137541845575424346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-of-wisdom-by-grae-webb-3.html' title='Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #3'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2402582724594137945</id><published>2008-10-08T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:56:12.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #2</title><content type='html'>Grae: Mom, thanks for my dinner. I like corn.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are very welcome...go sit down at the table.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Ok...mom, dad are you coming? We have to throw the prayer. (meaning: say the prayer)&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Everybody be quiet and hold hands. I will throw the prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for the food and for Ruby. (our dog) Thank you for mommy and daddy and baby Will. Thank you for my friends and for time out at school. Thank you for the new fireplace and for Fran-risco. (Fransciso is the worker that rocked our new gas fireplace. Him and Grae became buddies) Thanks you for God and Jesus...God and Jesus...God and Jesus. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying the prayer before dinner is the highlight of my evening. I never know what is going to be on Grae's heart each night. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-2402582724594137945?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2402582724594137945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2402582724594137945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2402582724594137945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2402582724594137945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-of-wisdom-by-grae-webb-2.html' title='Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #2'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-5868430609611159461</id><published>2008-10-08T00:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:15:02.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys playing catch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SaotmvHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LM7CLPQIHIQ/s1600-h/525626993307_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255017326514191474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SaotmvHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LM7CLPQIHIQ/s320/525626993307_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SayJuPhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2l7a4rMMZA0/s1600-h/381026993307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255017329048043026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SayJuPhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2l7a4rMMZA0/s320/381026993307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2Sa5mvulI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6tzow3fo4Nc/s1600-h/655416993307_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255017331048823378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2Sa5mvulI/AAAAAAAAAMc/6tzow3fo4Nc/s320/655416993307_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SazFq1II/AAAAAAAAAMk/fDU5xJjT53M/s1600-h/727326993307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255017329299477634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SazFq1II/AAAAAAAAAMk/fDU5xJjT53M/s320/727326993307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will and Grae played together in Grae's room. Grae would throw the ball to Ruby and Will would laugh uncontrollably. Not much makes Will laugh so of course we ate this up. Ruby and Grae are by far Will's favorites at the moment!! I took these adorable pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-5868430609611159461?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/5868430609611159461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=5868430609611159461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5868430609611159461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5868430609611159461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/boys-playing-catch.html' title='The boys playing catch...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SO2SaotmvHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LM7CLPQIHIQ/s72-c/525626993307_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6044107709777754862</id><published>2008-10-01T15:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:28:30.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SOPdOsBvSDI/AAAAAAAAAME/aUzIEVgWF_A/s1600-h/2826012221_ca0d876132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252284834850490418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SOPdOsBvSDI/AAAAAAAAAME/aUzIEVgWF_A/s400/2826012221_ca0d876132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is so sweet I had to share it! I love you Will! Thank you to Amanda,Suzanne and Moi who show him a lot of LOVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-6044107709777754862?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6044107709777754862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6044107709777754862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6044107709777754862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6044107709777754862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-will.html' title='Sweet Will'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SOPdOsBvSDI/AAAAAAAAAME/aUzIEVgWF_A/s72-c/2826012221_ca0d876132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7338278557587525485</id><published>2008-09-25T15:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:32:33.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet PaPaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDVqu9W9I/AAAAAAAAALs/IotxQt8WTXw/s1600-h/998285993307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250074936390540242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDVqu9W9I/AAAAAAAAALs/IotxQt8WTXw/s320/998285993307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDVmxSBBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UcCH2x2ipxg/s1600-h/409395993307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250074935326540818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDVmxSBBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/UcCH2x2ipxg/s320/409395993307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDWEIjakI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SGN9lP0U72A/s1600-h/650626993307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250074943208778306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDWEIjakI/AAAAAAAAAL8/SGN9lP0U72A/s320/650626993307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet pawpaw and my Gramma came over for dinner the other night. Grae could not get enough of Gramma and would have liked to make her a home in his closet. I am pretty sure he told her she could have the top bunk if she wanted it. My dad looks great and feels awesome! God has been so good to him and to us. He has allowed us more years with our precious pawpaw! I really couldn't imagine life without him and his sweet smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-7338278557587525485?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7338278557587525485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7338278557587525485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7338278557587525485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7338278557587525485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet-papaw.html' title='Sweet PaPaw'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNwDVqu9W9I/AAAAAAAAALs/IotxQt8WTXw/s72-c/998285993307_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1749181573511055063</id><published>2008-09-25T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:49:28.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Grae: Mom, last night I got scared.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of what?&lt;br /&gt;Grae: of the piggies&lt;br /&gt;Me: The piggies just come around to eat the grass. They won't hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: but the piggies came in a rocket ship and landed in my room. Last night...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Uh, huh. Last night they did.&lt;br /&gt;Grae: Mom, can I shoot them and make piggie soup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Grae has a really big imagination. He always keeps me entertained! I am pretty sure Landon got himself a hunting partner. By the way "last night" doesn't really mean last night. It could be last week, a month ago...or just plain never happened.&lt;br /&gt;And yes...we actually do have about 30 wild hogs that bless us with their presence on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" 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/2329552906952264674-1749181573511055063?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1749181573511055063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1749181573511055063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1749181573511055063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1749181573511055063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/words-of-wisdom-by-grae-webb-1.html' title='Words of Wisdom by Grae Webb #1'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-5612133917000703889</id><published>2008-09-24T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:48:49.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Slumber Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1J8U2dI/AAAAAAAAALU/aCL0oeySum0/s1600-h/418967373307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249691747785955794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1J8U2dI/AAAAAAAAALU/aCL0oeySum0/s320/418967373307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1n52R4I/AAAAAAAAALc/nSorLJq08ow/s1600-h/950777373307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249691755828627330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1n52R4I/AAAAAAAAALc/nSorLJq08ow/s320/950777373307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1m9BNgI/AAAAAAAAALk/RPJHI4kCy5w/s1600-h/748197373307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249691755573491202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1m9BNgI/AAAAAAAAALk/RPJHI4kCy5w/s320/748197373307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all the boys going hunting...the girls have a slumber party!! Cami, Alisha and I and our kids got together for a last minute slumber party after realizing we were all at home on a Friday night with nothing to do! After taking the kids to the park we all came back to my house and played! the kids had a great time and Grae's room was proof of that! After the kids settled down for bed us girls stayed up and watched a chick flick! It was was like I was in college again. Wow...I have never had more fun sitting on the couch in front of the TV. Not to mention that we stayed up until 3am talking...we all paid for that the next day! Thanks girls for a great night...I am pretty sure that is my latest night since having kids! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-5612133917000703889?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/5612133917000703889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=5612133917000703889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5612133917000703889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5612133917000703889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-minute-slumber-party.html' title='Last Minute Slumber Party'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqm1J8U2dI/AAAAAAAAALU/aCL0oeySum0/s72-c/418967373307_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1111647850118680418</id><published>2008-09-24T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:28:10.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiCwhDH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/tr5SzSPBRYw/s1600-h/Work+Pics+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249686483920691090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiCwhDH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/tr5SzSPBRYw/s320/Work+Pics+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiDqosSKI/AAAAAAAAALE/iZp0pzmVn-I/s1600-h/Work+Pics+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249686499522005154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiDqosSKI/AAAAAAAAALE/iZp0pzmVn-I/s320/Work+Pics+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiERStLEI/AAAAAAAAALM/9tHOgVUGD_w/s1600-h/Work+Pics+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249686509898771522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiERStLEI/AAAAAAAAALM/9tHOgVUGD_w/s320/Work+Pics+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Halloween fast approaching I can't help but remember how cute Grae looked in his costume last year. Thought I would post some pics as I laugh everytime I look at them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-1111647850118680418?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1111647850118680418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1111647850118680418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1111647850118680418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1111647850118680418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/halloween-memories.html' title='Halloween Memories'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqiCwhDH5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/tr5SzSPBRYw/s72-c/Work+Pics+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2399369384162685435</id><published>2008-09-24T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:20:59.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The wedding everyone heard about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgOexjDRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9Byce7jNe1M/s1600-h/815804458605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684486293228818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgOexjDRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9Byce7jNe1M/s320/815804458605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgORqI8yI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r7CaLl7nSVU/s1600-h/733254422210_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684482772497186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgORqI8yI/AAAAAAAAAKk/r7CaLl7nSVU/s320/733254422210_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgOkJhOEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BjIJ1wLH4V8/s1600-h/904273458605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684487735949378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgOkJhOEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BjIJ1wLH4V8/s320/904273458605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgO1mN3DI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jedyKGA3Wmw/s1600-h/718163258605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684492419718194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgO1mN3DI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jedyKGA3Wmw/s320/718163258605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf7svtK8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ume5ZHVzoPw/s1600-h/138934422210_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684163626085314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf7svtK8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ume5ZHVzoPw/s320/138934422210_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf7hukCoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/k4ac9oTg9jI/s1600-h/154793458605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf70-7RAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-qK6VKIn9lU/s1600-h/389114422210_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684165837407234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf70-7RAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-qK6VKIn9lU/s320/389114422210_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf8AknLzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lpfrqFFJebo/s1600-h/710973458605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684168948264754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf8AknLzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lpfrqFFJebo/s320/710973458605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf8krGIUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BDzGc7qsatk/s1600-h/707824422210_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684178639135042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqf8krGIUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BDzGc7qsatk/s320/707824422210_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics from Zac and Lindsey's wedding! For those of you that don't know...Zac is Landon's cousin and Lindsey is my cousin. We set them up on a blind date about a year and a half ago and they got married on August 30th. We should go into the match making business! The wedding was beautiful and my sweet Grae was the ring bearer. Will...of course was adoarble too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/2329552906952264674-2399369384162685435?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2399369384162685435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2399369384162685435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2399369384162685435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2399369384162685435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding-everyone-heard-about.html' title='The wedding everyone heard about...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SNqgOexjDRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9Byce7jNe1M/s72-c/815804458605_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6222438425147988696</id><published>2008-09-08T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:16:07.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking with Grae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgc6WqqNvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JYKVcuaRmBE/s1600-h/164278573307_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244473554915440370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgc6WqqNvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JYKVcuaRmBE/s320/164278573307_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgc6gU8KII/AAAAAAAAAJs/QQ24V6Zs0eE/s1600-h/468958573307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244473557508696194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgc6gU8KII/AAAAAAAAAJs/QQ24V6Zs0eE/s320/468958573307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcRqMTC2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Z5kF37nbv18/s1600-h/Snack+09-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472855782165346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcRqMTC2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Z5kF37nbv18/s320/Snack+09-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcSCRShzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GakkIuDm_mA/s1600-h/597358573307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472862245553970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcSCRShzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GakkIuDm_mA/s320/597358573307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcSWaPwCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XcH_kuAsR6c/s1600-h/398458573307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472867651829794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcSWaPwCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XcH_kuAsR6c/s320/398458573307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcS7fYVKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FhipFyN6bus/s1600-h/184168573307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472877605475490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcS7fYVKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FhipFyN6bus/s320/184168573307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcTKcY95I/AAAAAAAAAJc/a9yPW3JjHFw/s1600-h/889438573307_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244472881619466130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgcTKcY95I/AAAAAAAAAJc/a9yPW3JjHFw/s320/889438573307_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae and I make a snack for his friends at school every Sunday evening. This past Sunday we made Chocolate coverd strawberries with sprinkles. We will sooo do this again because after I melted the chocolate Grae was able to do everything else on his own. He was so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2329552906952264674-6222438425147988696?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6222438425147988696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6222438425147988696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6222438425147988696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6222438425147988696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/09/cooking-with-grae.html' title='Cooking with Grae'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SMgc6WqqNvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JYKVcuaRmBE/s72-c/164278573307_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7785273683596553884</id><published>2008-08-26T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:51:31.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Webb Shotgun Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLReDloZ6CI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lp-IVUpmBNo/s1600-h/151259538605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238915682272929826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLReDloZ6CI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lp-IVUpmBNo/s320/151259538605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLReGI_Tj6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ifn4zk5OBrw/s1600-h/502679538605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238915726123962274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLReGI_Tj6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ifn4zk5OBrw/s320/502679538605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcdRgbWRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pba_V6KdIpU/s1600-h/384959538605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238913924524103954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcdRgbWRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pba_V6KdIpU/s200/384959538605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcd0VZ94I/AAAAAAAAAIM/pMqRAPg6oFg/s1600-h/109889538605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238913933873117058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcd0VZ94I/AAAAAAAAAIM/pMqRAPg6oFg/s200/109889538605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRceHK7ZhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ig1Oqphv3gY/s1600-h/187181638605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238913938929444370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRceHK7ZhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ig1Oqphv3gY/s200/187181638605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRceHQq46I/AAAAAAAAAIc/l4rE6XMHhW8/s1600-h/237699538605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238913938953528226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRceHQq46I/AAAAAAAAAIc/l4rE6XMHhW8/s200/237699538605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcech2DGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FrHbXsfRkTA/s1600-h/486479538605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238913944662707298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLRcech2DGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FrHbXsfRkTA/s200/486479538605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get ready for a lot of pictures. Too many cute ones not too include them all! Last weekend was the annual shotgun tournament and a wedding shower for our sweet cousins Zac and Lindsay. Yes...I said cousins. Lindsay is my cousin and Zac is Landon's cousins. We set them up on a blind date over a year ago and they are getting married next weekend! We can hardly believe it! They are so in love and so adorable! The boys had a great time shooting and Grae thought he was sooo BIG! What sweet memeories as always! I love the picture of Grae and Landon shooting together. So cute!&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/2329552906952264674-7785273683596553884?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7785273683596553884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7785273683596553884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7785273683596553884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7785273683596553884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/webb-shotgun-tournament.html' title='Webb Shotgun Tournament'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLReDloZ6CI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lp-IVUpmBNo/s72-c/151259538605_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-2506669933821943894</id><published>2008-08-25T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:41:29.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WHfMjFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jyUMaHHBRes/s1600-h/2+months2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238666411459251282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WHfMjFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jyUMaHHBRes/s320/2+months2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WTwfdTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TNUVV2ufT9U/s1600-h/2months3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238666414753019186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WTwfdTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TNUVV2ufT9U/s320/2months3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WYfMN5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Yoo8v-fRNLI/s1600-h/2+months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238666416022632338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WYfMN5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Yoo8v-fRNLI/s320/2+months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sweet Will rolled all the way over tonight! From back to tummy and tummy to back! What a big milestone and only at 3 months. He is already amazing! Sweet boy. He cracks us up daily with his big dimples and sweet smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-2506669933821943894?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/2506669933821943894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=2506669933821943894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2506669933821943894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/2506669933821943894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-news.html' title='Big News!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SLN7WHfMjFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jyUMaHHBRes/s72-c/2+months2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8559574037852566591</id><published>2008-08-18T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:10:17.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cookie Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCN6dFjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8ePiKHAfERY/s1600-h/633722923307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237373043912545842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCN6dFjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8ePiKHAfERY/s320/633722923307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCay7xYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gMB2RvV2Tis/s1600-h/523722923307_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237373047370663298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCay7xYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gMB2RvV2Tis/s320/523722923307_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCdfs3KI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jMnAuErjzAw/s1600-h/Grae+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237373048095300770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCdfs3KI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jMnAuErjzAw/s320/Grae+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One of my most favorite things to do with Grae is to cook! He loves to help and is so patient while helping me measure and pour! These cookies were so much fun because they didn't have to be perfect...just what we needed. It was circus week at his school so we though some crazy cookies for his friends would be fun! I can't wait to have two boys on the counter with me while I cook. Their future wife's will be blessed with boys that know how to cook!! :) (Thanks mom and dad for teaching me well! I owe it all to you!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sarahsig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/sarahsig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8559574037852566591?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8559574037852566591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8559574037852566591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8559574037852566591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8559574037852566591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-cookie-time.html' title='Crazy Cookie Time!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SK7jCN6dFjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8ePiKHAfERY/s72-c/633722923307_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6466627613809193181</id><published>2008-08-06T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:19:03.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa Day with the Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJppachRBmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3IcEAEycJUc/s1600-h/100_3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609820197488226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJppachRBmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3IcEAEycJUc/s320/100_3694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpowzqFvyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-n-HB8CT8rA/s1600-h/100_3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609104854007586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpowzqFvyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-n-HB8CT8rA/s320/100_3686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxGpaOSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hXrValYa7Jc/s1600-h/100_3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609109951428898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxGpaOSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hXrValYa7Jc/s320/100_3682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxdwEcrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7OBz5ODKK88/s1600-h/100_3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609116153377458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxdwEcrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7OBz5ODKK88/s320/100_3688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxRT3boI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eFxwnUi7q8s/s1600-h/100_3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609112813858434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxRT3boI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eFxwnUi7q8s/s320/100_3687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxqHfLJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8VSmUmxxwDg/s1600-h/100_3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231609119472823442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpoxqHfLJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8VSmUmxxwDg/s320/100_3692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a sweet day! We celebrated birthdays for my gramma and sister at the Spa at Rough Creek Lodge. We crammed as many memories as we could into that day. From the minute we got into the car there was laughter. My Gramma is turning 76 this month but is going on 40 and my sister...well...not sure how old she is...wink,wink but she is as beautiful as ever! We started the day at the spa getting massage's and ended it with a yummy lunch and presents. Look at the adorable cake my sweet friend Heather made! It was the perfect cake!! We talked until our mouths were tired but that didn't stop us from going to a few shops on our way home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank God for these girls and what they have meant to me over the years. I have been blessed to have Godly women like my mom, sister and gramma in my life. I am a better wife to Landon, a better mom to my boys and a better friend to others because of them. I love you girls so much! I can't wait until next year!&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/2329552906952264674-6466627613809193181?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6466627613809193181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6466627613809193181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6466627613809193181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6466627613809193181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/spa-day-with-girls.html' title='Spa Day with the Girls!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJppachRBmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3IcEAEycJUc/s72-c/100_3694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-7984606926409714437</id><published>2008-08-06T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:40:37.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>A moment that I wish would stand still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpuIWfuEHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gFFoKDlM4BQ/s1600-h/100_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231615006900883570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpuIWfuEHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gFFoKDlM4BQ/s320/100_3696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is working daily on my heart. He reveals his goodness to me daily and shows me how great life really is even in our not so "beautiful" of times. Landon took a picture of the boys and me all snuggled up in a chair last night. We were talking and doing some late night snuggling. Oh how I wish time would have stopped in that very moment and I could record Grae's adorable voice and Will's sweet cooing. In that moment God showed me what a gift it really is to be a mom. I looked awful just getting out of the bath and yet my kids couldn't get enough of me. I just sat still and soaked them in. It made me wonder if that is one of God's favorite moments with me. When I can just sit and soak Him in and He can do the same with me? I went back and forth as to whether I would post this lovely picture of myself when I realized the memory of those few moments far out weighed whether I had make-up on or not. My boys love me just as I am. How blessed I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift! 2 Corinthians 9:15&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/2329552906952264674-7984606926409714437?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/7984606926409714437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=7984606926409714437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7984606926409714437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/7984606926409714437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/moment-that-i-wish-would-stand-still.html' title='A moment that I wish would stand still'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpuIWfuEHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gFFoKDlM4BQ/s72-c/100_3696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-6417605341828077768</id><published>2008-08-05T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:06:53.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boys'/><title type='text'>Swimming at Mia and PaPa John's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0T99jZdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/84iv8MA72JE/s1600-h/100_3674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231621803543324114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0T99jZdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/84iv8MA72JE/s320/100_3674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0T_P86CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nm_zoLxaZhE/s1600-h/100_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231621803888928802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0T_P86CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nm_zoLxaZhE/s320/100_3677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0UGKHo6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9Kt3Pkxjaq8/s1600-h/100_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231621805743514530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0UGKHo6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9Kt3Pkxjaq8/s320/100_3666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0UJ70x7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/49feMRtUsjM/s1600-h/100_3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231621806757300146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0UJ70x7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/49feMRtUsjM/s320/100_3656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always fun when we go to Mia and Papa John's house. Look at the super fun slide they bought. Grae was in heaven! Thank you sweet Mia and Papa John! We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-6417605341828077768?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/6417605341828077768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=6417605341828077768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6417605341828077768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/6417605341828077768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/swimming-at-mia-and-papa-johns-house.html' title='Swimming at Mia and PaPa John&apos;s House'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJp0T99jZdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/84iv8MA72JE/s72-c/100_3674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-3007907548491835105</id><published>2008-08-04T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:58:32.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZrO1RtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IIEgBtLJr4U/s1600-h/100_3638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619702571484882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZrO1RtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IIEgBtLJr4U/s320/100_3638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZlwW-nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1c3GyKYCkJQ/s1600-h/100_3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619701101492850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZlwW-nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1c3GyKYCkJQ/s320/100_3643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZ-eritI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jMpZN-H65yE/s1600-h/100_3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619707738229458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZ-eritI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jMpZN-H65yE/s320/100_3646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyaD4B0OI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RePOyHleNTU/s1600-h/100_3648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619709186724066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyaD4B0OI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RePOyHleNTU/s320/100_3648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 4 hour trip with a baby...piece of cake! (If you have a sweet Mimi in the car!) We had such a great time with my Gramma and Aunt (Teri the Tiger as Grae calls her). We shopped until our feet were numb and loved every minute of it! Everytime I make a trip to Oklahoma I am reminded of such sweet memories from my childhood. Even the way my Gramma's house smells reminds me of something. I walked thru the front door and I am immediately 5 years old again standing on the stool in kitchen helping her cook or drawing on my Grandpa's arm with a pen that left ink for weeks. (My poor gramma) That had to have been my Grandpa's favorite thing in the world. The same reason why he loved for me to draw on his arm and also why it took him at least 20 minutes to drive me to school some mornings when it was only a 5 minute trip. He loved every minute we spent with him. He was NEVER too busy and always made me feel like I was the most important person in the world when I was with him. I am always asking my gramma questions about their life together even before I was born to make sure I have plenty of memories to hang on to one day. We are so blessed to have been able to name our sweet Will after my Grandpa. William Jack. What a great man and a beautiful legacy he left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-3007907548491835105?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/3007907548491835105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=3007907548491835105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3007907548491835105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/3007907548491835105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/oklahoma-trip.html' title='Oklahoma Trip'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJpyZrO1RtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IIEgBtLJr4U/s72-c/100_3638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-5542303995066726051</id><published>2008-08-03T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:01:41.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdough Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-5iQR1JI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Lrgt5L44Rp4/s1600-h/100_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507544150135954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-5iQR1JI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Lrgt5L44Rp4/s320/100_3618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-5xQaiBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7n3D5dq1P7c/s1600-h/100_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507548177238034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-5xQaiBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7n3D5dq1P7c/s320/100_3617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-52I0JAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9o4ce-k2dFw/s1600-h/100_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507549487539202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-52I0JAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9o4ce-k2dFw/s320/100_3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-6C2lblI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SGBa09fQVlE/s1600-h/100_3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507552900738642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-6C2lblI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SGBa09fQVlE/s320/100_3621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grae's favorite thing to do is to pull out the playdough! Here are some of his latest creations. Snakes are a personal favorite of his! Such a mess but sooo much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-5542303995066726051?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/5542303995066726051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=5542303995066726051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5542303995066726051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/5542303995066726051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/playdough-night.html' title='Playdough Night'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ-5iQR1JI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Lrgt5L44Rp4/s72-c/100_3618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-1305890665555199417</id><published>2008-08-01T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:17:01.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJaCp7YlMsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HiySExxT6Do/s1600-h/100_3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230511674064450242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJaCp7YlMsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HiySExxT6Do/s320/100_3587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJaCqFkn_JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PaZ8fYvxpNg/s1600-h/100_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230511676799319186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJaCqFkn_JI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PaZ8fYvxpNg/s320/100_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4RRaorlI/AAAAAAAAADg/BgYCJVJzd24/s1600-h/100_3500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230500255365639762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4RRaorlI/AAAAAAAAADg/BgYCJVJzd24/s320/100_3500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4RquxsZI/AAAAAAAAADo/AX7ZDPuKNdE/s1600-h/100_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230500262161002898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4RquxsZI/AAAAAAAAADo/AX7ZDPuKNdE/s320/100_3538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4R8NWuOI/AAAAAAAAADw/QeTDC0v0NMM/s1600-h/100_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230500266852661474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4R8NWuOI/AAAAAAAAADw/QeTDC0v0NMM/s320/100_3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4SqLvj-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/QSzvrRvK_ZA/s1600-h/100_3542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230500279193931746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ4SqLvj-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/QSzvrRvK_ZA/s320/100_3542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ3XSTHODI/AAAAAAAAADY/cEPJeYsiA-s/s1600-h/100_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230499259170109490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJZ3XSTHODI/AAAAAAAAADY/cEPJeYsiA-s/s200/100_3589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a short but much needed family trip to San Antonio with my sweet parents! It was our first mini vacation with all four of us! After packing...which was interesting with a newborn...we were on our way! Grae was so excited he could hardly stand it! Grae was an absloute angel riding down there and during the trip. Will...well...the carseat is not his favorite place to be. Landon and I often looked at each other during the drive with him screaming in the background thinking...seriously...4 hours of this? But, we managed to get there and went straight to the lazy river. Grae was so proud of his swim tube. He never got tired of showing off and must have gone around the lazy river at least a hundred times. Will and I spent time under the cabana watching our boys swim by. Thank you Mimi and Papaw for all your help! It wouldn't have been as much fun without you both! Such sweet memories! &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/2329552906952264674-1305890665555199417?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/1305890665555199417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=1305890665555199417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1305890665555199417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/1305890665555199417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-trip.html' title='Family Trip'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SJaCp7YlMsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HiySExxT6Do/s72-c/100_3587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8251796999482116179</id><published>2008-07-22T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:23:48.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIaxtyb8EjI/AAAAAAAAABY/DNl5K6pXDuA/s1600-h/100_3480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059817801224754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIaxtyb8EjI/AAAAAAAAABY/DNl5K6pXDuA/s320/100_3480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIaxe1xr4dI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AKEJLHILVdI/s1600-h/100_3490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226059560999707090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIaxe1xr4dI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AKEJLHILVdI/s320/100_3490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This week at Grae's school its Camping week! Grae and I enjoyed making smore snacks for all of his friends yesterday. Today we got a bunch of really neat bugs from the store and tied a ribbon on each bug for all of his friends. He is pretty fired up about that. I can't wait to hear about his day when he comes home tomorrow. Grae helped me clean out some old wrapping items and realized very quickly that the wrapping rolls would make great swords. He told me I was like the Tiger from Kung Fu Panda...I will take that as a compliment. Will cooed even more today! He smiles the minute he wakes up in the morning. What a wonderful way to start the day! Will and I cuddled before bedtime while Landon and Grae fell fast asleep on the couch...this seems to be their nightly routine these days!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8251796999482116179?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8251796999482116179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8251796999482116179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8251796999482116179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8251796999482116179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-week-at-graes-school-its-camping.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIaxtyb8EjI/AAAAAAAAABY/DNl5K6pXDuA/s72-c/100_3480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-8912012627893474422</id><published>2008-07-21T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:25:26.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIVmfXe32DI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q9Ufqp3veTY/s1600-h/will+and+grae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225695631698810930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIVmfXe32DI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q9Ufqp3veTY/s320/will+and+grae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIVl5V_fVXI/AAAAAAAAABA/51iVxMe_Q_s/s1600-h/IMGP8430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225694978463716722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIVl5V_fVXI/AAAAAAAAABA/51iVxMe_Q_s/s320/IMGP8430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My sweet boys! I treasure everyday I spend with them. I can not even remember life without them. Its funny how life has a way of saving the best things for last. I never thought I could love as much as I do now. My sweet husband...words can not express how I truly feel about him. He has taught me so much in our four years of marriage and I have become a better person for knowing him. His gentle spirit and tender touch heals even the worst of days. God was so good when he gave Grae and Will a daddy like Landon. They have know idea how lucky that really are! My precious Grae...everday is a good day with Grae! He is my sunshine that brightens every room he enters. He is outgoing and joyful like his mama and sweet and tender like his daddy. (Not to mention he is a spitting image of Landon) Such a handsome boy! I can not wait to begin writing about all of his daily adventures. He has a beautiful imagination that always keeps us laughing. My precious Grae, I love you as big as a rocket ship! My adorable Will, how complete you have made us feel. You have filled the hole we never knew we had. You make me slow down every morning and remind me how great God really is. It is like unwrapping a present every morning when I wake you from your bed. My precious Will, you are loved more than you could even imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you Jesus for my sweet family. Thank you for picking me to be Landon's wife and for giving me two healthy and precious boys. Thank you for showing me how to love like know else can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-8912012627893474422?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/8912012627893474422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=8912012627893474422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8912012627893474422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/8912012627893474422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-sweet-boys-i-treasure-everyday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SIVmfXe32DI/AAAAAAAAABI/Q9Ufqp3veTY/s72-c/will+and+grae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2329552906952264674.post-425980431185949356</id><published>2008-06-30T17:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:19:16.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><title type='text'>Treasured Nest Designs</title><content type='html'>New Designs Coming SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2329552906952264674-425980431185949356?l=thetreasurednest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/feeds/425980431185949356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2329552906952264674&amp;postID=425980431185949356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/425980431185949356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2329552906952264674/posts/default/425980431185949356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetreasurednest.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-is-where-you-can-post-pictures-of.html' title='Treasured Nest Designs'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03139924623628699156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZNmw4lv7_qk/SKmRMopqsgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uonSjl8ZKFQ/S220/Pour+House2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
