<?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-8508648306891646586</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:37:23.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheatham Girls</title><subtitle type='html'>"The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7798128339260267038</id><published>2009-02-17T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:19:25.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith's Day</title><content type='html'>Faith &amp; I had an early morning bath. Earlier than usual because Faith found Haley's brand new tube of toothpaste and was attempting to eat it but had it from one end to the other of herself and the bathroom. After her bath, she peed on the potty before I allowed her to run through the house in her preferred attire (nothing)! I dried &amp; dressed and went to dress her. She was in her room playing with her kitchen and I notice that she peed in the floor!! &lt;br /&gt;While I was doing laundry Faith was missing. I found her in my bedroom with these candles out eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVV2DMuVI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TgoDsLpuOzw/s1600-h/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVV2DMuVI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TgoDsLpuOzw/s320/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303856451189258578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith was coloring on a peice of paper with a pencil while I was trying to pay some bills and dissappeared with the pencil. She was in the living room eating it, eraser &amp; tip.&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to pay bills again and Haley calmly tells me that Faith needs me. I find Faith in the living room, necked (as always) with a poopy diaper in the floor, poop on her hands &amp; clothes and in her hair! Is it ok to use antibacterial wipes on kids because I did! This called for bath #2 of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsT6oAxkcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/J3ieXgktaLA/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsT6oAxkcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/J3ieXgktaLA/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303854884052898242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was needing to run to sonic for happy hour and told the girls to get ready to walk out the door.  I walk in the living room and see this... she tells me "I ready to go"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZuZpRIJ8MI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SpV3Kp-y7vQ/s1600-h/img048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZuZpRIJ8MI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SpV3Kp-y7vQ/s320/img048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304001920410185922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith helped me cook dinner by standing in a chair beside me and watching my every move.  After dinner I had to leave for band practice at church, so my day with Faith pretty much so ended there.  She was in lala land when I got home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7798128339260267038?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7798128339260267038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7798128339260267038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7798128339260267038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7798128339260267038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/faiths-day.html' title='Faith&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVV2DMuVI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TgoDsLpuOzw/s72-c/DSC01294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-5174284079587421570</id><published>2009-02-17T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:31:30.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Can Never Complete A Task</title><content type='html'>I end everyday without getting close to completing everything that I would have liked to have that day.  Why?  Well because I have a 2 year old.  A 2 year old who is for sure in her terrible 2s!  Every time I start doing something, she gets into something.  This is what my computer desk currently looks like because I never have a chance to look at anything, I just throw it on my desk and if I am lucky, I get to go through it about once a month.  I plan to go through it today!  Hahahaha!  We will see if that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVt0QIbmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AXm8N6FJrRE/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVt0QIbmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AXm8N6FJrRE/s320/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303856863023492706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week at Haley's dance class Faith stripped necked,twice.  How, oh how, do you keep clothes on a toddler?  I have been told that she is Eva Grace Barrett made over!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsdCZeslwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kcS1mfmwrdM/s1600-h/stripping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsdCZeslwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kcS1mfmwrdM/s320/stripping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303864913195472642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night ended in tears of stress.  I planned to go check out daycares on friday &amp; look for a job!  Bradley &amp; I had a long talk and I am feel better today!  Or right now anyways, the day is not over!&lt;br /&gt;Today has been crazy already and it is just 2.  I was thinking that I should write everything down that Faith does in a day and then remembered that I have this blog.  So, I am going to blog the events of each day so that I will always have these terrible two memories.  I will post the days events every night, starting tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-5174284079587421570?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5174284079587421570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=5174284079587421570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5174284079587421570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5174284079587421570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-can-never-complete-task.html' title='Why I Can Never Complete A Task'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SZsVt0QIbmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AXm8N6FJrRE/s72-c/DSC01295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-1135773895725364525</id><published>2009-02-01T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:23:12.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>09 Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>We had some frozen precipitation that started Monday afternoon and some through the night. These pictures were taken from Haley's bedroom on Tuesday morning.  Bradley hates the 4 pine trees that belong to the neighbors but border our lot because every time the wind blows limbs &amp; branches fall in our yard.  As you can see from these pictures, as always, the limbs are on our side of the trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYYyf55-jRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_MevW2hE1u4/s1600-h/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYYyf55-jRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_MevW2hE1u4/s320/img009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297977535349296402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained off and on during the day on Tuesday.  The temperature was so low out that the rain was turning to ice and piling up on the trees &amp; power lines.  By Tuesday evening power lines became too heavy and people started losing their power.  Ours was flickering during dinner.  We knew that it was just a matter of time so we headed out in search of wood for the fire place.  Bradley had to stop and cut a bundle of trees down that were crossing the road just so that we could get down the road to get wood.  I would have taken pictures of him cutting the trees, but by that time the street lights were out and you could hear trees falling all around but could see nothing.  I was asked to stay in the truck. By the time we got back home our neighborhood was a total blackout!  We decided the best thing to do was to pile up on our bed and call it a night.  The girls had not trouble falling asleep.  Trees were snapping and falling all around us so Bradley and I could not sleep.  I was a nervous wreck.  When we built our house, Bradley made sure that we were clear of all tree branches.  However, loaded down with ice the branches were really close to the house.  When the sun finally came up Wednesday morning, this is what it looked like outside.  We burned all of our wood by Wednesday evening and not knowing when we may have power again, we went to Batesville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_xkq70I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ZN3XLOqnp1c/s1600-h/img016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_xkq70I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ZN3XLOqnp1c/s320/img016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980281891516226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_556WwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xMk3mqw7z8A/s1600-h/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_556WwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xMk3mqw7z8A/s320/img015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980284128090882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_9f3-0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/kGP0k9D0_xo/s1600-h/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_9f3-0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/kGP0k9D0_xo/s320/img014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980285092625218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_540umI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gtsfAZgvkeY/s1600-h/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_540umI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gtsfAZgvkeY/s320/img012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980284123527778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_rp0MLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/TbAf15fpeYc/s1600-h/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY0_rp0MLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/TbAf15fpeYc/s320/img011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980280302481586" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley had a slumber party to go to on Friday night, so we left Faith in Batesville and took Haley to her party.  Bradley decided since it was just the 2 of us that we would just go to the powerless house and fire up the fireplace to keep warm.  The living room was 68 degrees with the fireplace, so we were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sCOsCWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/r6Wq0BFDvbU/s1600-h/img020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sCOsCWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/r6Wq0BFDvbU/s320/img020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297984340811843938" /&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;br /&gt;We spent the day on Saturday cleaning up the area.  It is hard to tell from this picture, but that limb is about 2 feet in the ground.  I would not have wanted to be under that limb when it fell.  I also spent some time throwing everything in my refrigerator in the trash which was very depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sA07d6I/AAAAAAAAAWI/MgT-4BXV7Xo/s1600-h/img022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sA07d6I/AAAAAAAAAWI/MgT-4BXV7Xo/s320/img022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297984340435367842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sHWEYNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Gnng0tjRjtY/s1600-h/stuck+stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYY4sHWEYNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Gnng0tjRjtY/s320/stuck+stick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297984342184976594" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Sunday night at 6:21 and I am blogging from the home of my in-laws in Batesville because we still do not have any power in my neighborhood:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-1135773895725364525?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1135773895725364525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=1135773895725364525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1135773895725364525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1135773895725364525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/09-ice-storm.html' title='09 Ice Storm'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SYYyf55-jRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_MevW2hE1u4/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-6747351705520126412</id><published>2009-01-16T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:10:00.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Smart Baby Girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SXCvdcaESwI/AAAAAAAAAVA/EoAaIFH-y6I/s1600-h/DSC01195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SXCvdcaESwI/AAAAAAAAAVA/EoAaIFH-y6I/s400/DSC01195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291922482536925954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a grocery list so Faith is playing in the kitchen.  She pulls a chair over to the cabinet and is digging in a drawer.  One of her new things to say is "Haley Cheatham".  So, when I hear her say Haley's name I do not think much about it.  But then I hear, "Daddy Cheatham, Mommy Cheatham, Baby Cheatham"!  I look over and she has 4 medicine cups out of the drawer! I still think of her as such a baby, but she is really turning into a smart little girl!  I am amazed to watch how quickly she learns knew things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-6747351705520126412?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6747351705520126412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=6747351705520126412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6747351705520126412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6747351705520126412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-smart-baby-girl.html' title='My Smart Baby Girl!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SXCvdcaESwI/AAAAAAAAAVA/EoAaIFH-y6I/s72-c/DSC01195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7704099382388204081</id><published>2009-01-15T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:52:19.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__2pO1fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wZc8B7x1KZI/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__2pO1fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wZc8B7x1KZI/s320/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729401429720498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__2IfSVmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YtE82jorX7o/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__2IfSVmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YtE82jorX7o/s320/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729392640349794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__12QqsXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bAITxYW_Izg/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__12QqsXI/AAAAAAAAAUo/bAITxYW_Izg/s320/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729387747193202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__1bB3lFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nLO-_bSQZoM/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__1bB3lFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nLO-_bSQZoM/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291729380437365842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and Ashley had a craft day today at Amy's house and I dropped by to deliver some pants and pick up Faith's Valentine shirt and this group just can not be together at meal time and not go grab some food, so we all headed to Tamolly's!  The girls discovered that it was a ton of fun to throw money into the fountain and they drained all of us of our coins.  It was so funny to watch them!  They would throw their money and then sprint back to whoever might have money in their hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7704099382388204081?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7704099382388204081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7704099382388204081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7704099382388204081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7704099382388204081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/amy-and-ashley-had-craft-day-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SW__2pO1fbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wZc8B7x1KZI/s72-c/DSC01187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-2578127082130236448</id><published>2009-01-11T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:15:51.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewelry Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRoxNPYjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/e1BiaDKowOs/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRoxNPYjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/e1BiaDKowOs/s320/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290271210633912882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRoUpJcMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ke2PNL-W6oU/s1600-h/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRoUpJcMI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Ke2PNL-W6oU/s320/DSC01134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290271202966335682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRl4oUtII/AAAAAAAAAUI/awY-2ot6lcs/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRl4oUtII/AAAAAAAAAUI/awY-2ot6lcs/s320/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290271161086948482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRlgShvOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/H9YBwhfMIi0/s1600-h/DSC01132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRlgShvOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/H9YBwhfMIi0/s320/DSC01132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290271154553076962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley got a new jewelry box for Christmas and Faith was great help putting all of the jewelry in the new box. Haley put nearly every piece of jewelry that she owned on Faith. Bradley and I were in our bedroom and Faith would run and show us each piece as Haley put it on. These pictures are about midway through. In the end she had at least one ring on every finger and about a dozen necklaces and bracelets. I tried to get a picture of the girls together with all of the jewelry on, but Faith decided to be uncooperative by that point!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-2578127082130236448?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2578127082130236448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=2578127082130236448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/2578127082130236448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/2578127082130236448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/jewelry-time.html' title='Jewelry Time'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWrRoxNPYjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/e1BiaDKowOs/s72-c/DSC01135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-3504901225764560231</id><published>2009-01-04T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:36:30.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Upgrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcnlYKpGI/AAAAAAAAATI/jG1ekGPVN6g/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcnlYKpGI/AAAAAAAAATI/jG1ekGPVN6g/s320/DSC01113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538903883621474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcm0dIjYI/AAAAAAAAATA/VykXAglj6ZY/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcm0dIjYI/AAAAAAAAATA/VykXAglj6ZY/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538890751118722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcpYABXOI/AAAAAAAAATY/3XsEv2ccmcI/s1600-h/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcpYABXOI/AAAAAAAAATY/3XsEv2ccmcI/s320/DSC01125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538934652427490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcorW_kAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/fGRbPRqHn4c/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcorW_kAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/fGRbPRqHn4c/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538922669182978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley's parents remodeled their house about 4 years ago and we really liked the tile that they used for their under cabinet area. When we started building our house 3 years ago they gave us the left over tile which happened to be to the tile exactly what we needed! We designed our whole kitchen around the colors in these tiles! We moved in May of '07 and here it is 2 1/2 years later and the tile is finally up! Now, if I can just get that white frig out and replace it with a stainless steel then my kitchen will be totally complete as planned out 3 years ago! Too bad those things are so expensive. I will just have to save my money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-3504901225764560231?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3504901225764560231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=3504901225764560231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3504901225764560231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3504901225764560231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitchen-upgrade.html' title='Kitchen Upgrade'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SWEcnlYKpGI/AAAAAAAAATI/jG1ekGPVN6g/s72-c/DSC01113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7404162434056750418</id><published>2008-12-07T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:07:54.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley's 9th Birthday Slumber Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydLC0dWDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yYW_xL9fN5Y/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydLC0dWDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yYW_xL9fN5Y/s200/DSC00974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265676432398386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydK3SMI7I/AAAAAAAAASw/5aJrMhrjsoc/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydK3SMI7I/AAAAAAAAASw/5aJrMhrjsoc/s200/DSC00972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265673335874482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydKnFdP5I/AAAAAAAAASo/OwtnWzyGVAY/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydKnFdP5I/AAAAAAAAASo/OwtnWzyGVAY/s200/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265668987502482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydJtftvfI/AAAAAAAAASg/Iy8yF_VCpPY/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydJtftvfI/AAAAAAAAASg/Iy8yF_VCpPY/s200/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265653528378866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley had her 9th birthday this past week.  I can not believe that in less than a year now we will be 2 digits :(  It is really making me feel old!  Anyhow, she wanted to have a slumber party this year.  She selected a Hannah Montana theme (surprise, surprise!!).  We had a yummy purple guitar cake thanks to Courtney (Celebration Cakes).  The girls were all very well behaved.  They had a good time, lots of running around and screaming!!  They had teeth brushed and down watching a movie by 11.  I went to bed at that point due to exhaustion from a long week, never heard a peep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7404162434056750418?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7404162434056750418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7404162434056750418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7404162434056750418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7404162434056750418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/12/haleys-9th-birthday-slumber-party.html' title='Haley&apos;s 9th Birthday Slumber Party'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/STydLC0dWDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yYW_xL9fN5Y/s72-c/DSC00974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8773707121018788513</id><published>2008-11-15T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:37:58.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer Slayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SSJUiocWCBI/AAAAAAAAARE/GUI8gxbU6P8/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SSJUiocWCBI/AAAAAAAAARE/GUI8gxbU6P8/s320/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269867467925489682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know this has nothing to do with the girls except for the disturbing fact that it amuses them!  Bradley has become quite the deer hunter in the past couple of years.  He does not like to waste a lot of time sitting in the deer stand, he prefers to go ahead and get them crack of dawn opening morning!  He informed me that this year he was going to be patient and wait for a big buck.  I think I am going to ship him to Tunica because he seems to be pretty lucky.  My phone beeped 6:30 opening morning with a text ''I got one.  Think it's a good one''. Sure enough it was a monster!  So,  I just had to brag a little on my man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8773707121018788513?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8773707121018788513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8773707121018788513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8773707121018788513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8773707121018788513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/11/deer-slayer.html' title='Deer Slayer'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SSJUiocWCBI/AAAAAAAAARE/GUI8gxbU6P8/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7900051137963932829</id><published>2008-10-22T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:07:58.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Won't Be Like This For Long</title><content type='html'>I woke up to this song on the radio this morning and loved it.  I am sure all moms &amp; dads will and I wanted to share.  It is by Darius Rucker, former lead singer of Hootie &amp; The Blowfish.  Get your tissue out and listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7900051137963932829?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7900051137963932829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7900051137963932829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7900051137963932829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7900051137963932829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-wont-be-like-this-for-long.html' title='It Won&apos;t Be Like This For Long'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-3776262612661109979</id><published>2008-10-21T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:11:28.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bradley's Diaper Bag</title><content type='html'>This is just too funny not to share!!  Bradley probably finds no humor in it, but I do believe my fellow mom friends will!  So, here is the story...  I had a spa party last night and Bradley and Faith went to dinner and Sears.  I saw him leave with this little backpack but did not think anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SP3hYlAZegI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XCHL9nLJSMc/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SP3hYlAZegI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XCHL9nLJSMc/s320/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259607752205498882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am looking for Faith's wipe box that stays in her bedroom, you know, the big one!!  After lots of searching, I find it.  That little backpack was Bradley's diaper bag! And below you see the contents of the diaper bag, the whole, big wipe box and a couple diapers!  As funny as it was I was still impressed that he took the time to get a bag that he was comfortable carrying and put the neccessities in it!  I may need to do a line of "Dad Diaper Bags"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SP3hY8Ei2RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kpx0t2VQe_w/s1600-h/DSC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SP3hY8Ei2RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kpx0t2VQe_w/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259607758396905746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-3776262612661109979?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3776262612661109979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=3776262612661109979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3776262612661109979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3776262612661109979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/bradleys-diaper-bag.html' title='Bradley&apos;s Diaper Bag'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SP3hYlAZegI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XCHL9nLJSMc/s72-c/DSC00906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8232986734808686775</id><published>2008-10-01T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:37:50.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Skinny Dipping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzw-otFnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HAid5SqA55U/s1600-h/DSC00856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzw-otFnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HAid5SqA55U/s200/DSC00856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252379981961303666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzxMcvMOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QkIcY-ls700/s1600-h/DSC00857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzxMcvMOI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QkIcY-ls700/s200/DSC00857.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252379985669206242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzxQwMVFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZtCY7dp4FV8/s1600-h/DSC00858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzxQwMVFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZtCY7dp4FV8/s200/DSC00858.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252379986824549458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley was taking her bath tonight and Faith wanted to take one too!  She decided that there was no need to bother anyone with removing her clothes and dove right in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8232986734808686775?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8232986734808686775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8232986734808686775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8232986734808686775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8232986734808686775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-skinny-dipping.html' title='Not Skinny Dipping'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SOQzw-otFnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/HAid5SqA55U/s72-c/DSC00856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-5960972208330395819</id><published>2008-09-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:03:34.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SNme8FwRsTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0Wg8KOfz-F4/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SNme8FwRsTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0Wg8KOfz-F4/s400/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249401595851026738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith was so sleepy last night that she was apparently delirious.  There is not much explaination needed for the pictures except yes, she is rubbing her eyes with her toes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-5960972208330395819?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5960972208330395819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=5960972208330395819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5960972208330395819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5960972208330395819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepy-girl.html' title='Sleepy Girl'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SNme8FwRsTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0Wg8KOfz-F4/s72-c/DSC00780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-4063488787848001244</id><published>2008-09-14T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:14:53.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulFtylRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sy7hsc0AXTU/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulFtylRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sy7hsc0AXTU/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246111461913302290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulVIqc4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NyPnpfQYI38/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulVIqc4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NyPnpfQYI38/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246111466052547458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulrJ6psI/AAAAAAAAAPU/z7pThB-mr2k/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulrJ6psI/AAAAAAAAAPU/z7pThB-mr2k/s320/DSC00728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246111471963383490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3umN8Ut0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Fei8Yk-kwL4/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3umN8Ut0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Fei8Yk-kwL4/s320/DSC00732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246111481301612354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley is playing fall soccer for Jonesboro Soccer Association.  This is her first time at the sport.  Bradley never played the sport and I played a couple of years when I was little but do not really remember anything about rules and such.  The girls only had 2 practices before the first game yesterday.  So it pretty much so goes without saying the poor Haley was lost.&lt;br /&gt;She expressed great concern on friday about her upcoming games due to the lack of knowledge on what she is supposed to be doing.  Bradley got online and got a little information and went over it with her. She started the game and ran around without making any contact with the ball. About 10 minutes into the first half she declared that she was not going to play!  Bless her heart, she was totally lost.  Bradley had a talk with her and she went back into the game.  She ran hard, made several contacts with the ball and overall did an awesome job.  We had our second game this afternoon and she played like a pro!  As you can see, the sport took alot of energy from her and she was red-faced and exhausted by the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;We will have some more practice this week and then back out for 2 games next weekend.  We are hoping for some possible goals next week!  Feel free to come out and cheer her on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-4063488787848001244?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4063488787848001244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=4063488787848001244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/4063488787848001244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/4063488787848001244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SM3ulFtylRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sy7hsc0AXTU/s72-c/DSC00712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8363603788927822939</id><published>2008-09-06T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:02:09.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Items</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcQ_qdMI/AAAAAAAAANs/RHk66snf79M/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcQ_qdMI/AAAAAAAAANs/RHk66snf79M/s320/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243000791927256258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcXjBUKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EsNOGNHz1oA/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcXjBUKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/EsNOGNHz1oA/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243000793686167714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcdzhoEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bdo09SNzJks/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcdzhoEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bdo09SNzJks/s320/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243000795366006850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Amy, Sabrina &amp; Erica are working on some coordinating fall items.  Here are a few of the items that I have been working on.  Check out everyone elses blogs and etsy stores to see their items!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8363603788927822939?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8363603788927822939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8363603788927822939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8363603788927822939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8363603788927822939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-items.html' title='Fall Items'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SMLhcQ_qdMI/AAAAAAAAANs/RHk66snf79M/s72-c/DSC00660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-2830990986555021086</id><published>2008-09-03T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:04:18.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith &amp; Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PFGOmM-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/T5MfEMatN_k/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PFGOmM-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/T5MfEMatN_k/s200/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241784334039790562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PFyUl8wI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iXammLz1JKg/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PFyUl8wI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iXammLz1JKg/s200/DSC00631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241784345876099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PGKLy6fI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RugT_ZcmMNs/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PGKLy6fI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RugT_ZcmMNs/s200/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241784352281651698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Faith is warming up to the kitty. She did not want it on her in the beginning. She preferred to watch from afar and maybe pat it on the head but that was it! This morning after we dropped Haley off at school, Faith decided to hang out in the garage for a miniute with the kitty. I left the utility room door open while I sat my things down. Faith met me in my bedroom with kitty. Unfortunately it appears that the neck is the best place to hold a kitty when you are 1! I let her love on it for a minute and then put it back outside. I think the kitty was glad to be back outside!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-2830990986555021086?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2830990986555021086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=2830990986555021086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/2830990986555021086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/2830990986555021086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/faith-kitty.html' title='Faith &amp; Kitty'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6PFGOmM-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/T5MfEMatN_k/s72-c/DSC00628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8993349120132402708</id><published>2008-09-03T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:02:32.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith's first day at mother's day out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6S7LfY62I/AAAAAAAAANM/PeHc7J_upU0/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6S7LfY62I/AAAAAAAAANM/PeHc7J_upU0/s320/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241788561700219746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is going to mother's day out once a week now. I felt sooo bad when I left her. I started to go back and get her! She was fine, I was not!! The reason I decided to do this is because it is nearly impossible to clean house with my little Faith. She has some characteristics very close to a puppy, one of them being she puts everything and anything in her mouth! This includes my cleaning products. If she is not right under foot then she is in another room clearing out all contents of every cabinet door that she can open. We now have latches and knob covers on nearly everything that opens, so if you come to our house, you better know how to operate child safely devices!! I used to be a clean freak, this inherited from my mother, thank you! From my father I inherited the uncontrollable fear of burning down my house! You can ask some people, my oven looks like it is never used!! If something drips or falls in my oven I will clean it right them, that stuff might catch on fire, right!!! And crock pots, those aren't for easy meals that can cook while you are out. I've tried that before, it stressed me out, I have to call my house every 1/2 hour to make sure that the answering machine picks up that way I know my house has not burnt down!! You know you do that too, don't you??!!! I know no one else does, you are laughing at me right now!! Sorry, for getting off of the subject! Everyone can post their OCD behaviors as Thursday's post!! Anyhow, so my house is never all clean at one time and this has started to drive my husband crazy too! Guess what, my house is ALL clean at one time! I accomplished my goal! So now you can come to my house unannounced and no one will get embarrassed (Bradley- I love you honey!!)!  Faith enjoyed her day at mother's day out.  The ladies said that she had a ball.  She was however mad at me when I picked her up I guess because she would not look at or talk to me!  By the time we got home she was over it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8993349120132402708?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8993349120132402708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8993349120132402708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8993349120132402708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8993349120132402708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/faiths-first-day-at-mothers-day-out.html' title='Faith&apos;s first day at mother&apos;s day out'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SL6S7LfY62I/AAAAAAAAANM/PeHc7J_upU0/s72-c/DSC00622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8414784593757477936</id><published>2008-09-01T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:07:39.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mittens?  Pepper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLwRfYbIFWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MwtcJZQQJcY/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLwRfYbIFWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MwtcJZQQJcY/s400/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241083297182258530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we don't have a name for it yet!  The girl's Great Granny always has a massive litter of cats at her house.  People know this, so when they have additions to their homes that they do not want, they figure it is ok to drop them off at Granny's house, she will never notice them!  This little kitten was not blending in too well.  Matter of fact, she was drawing so much attention to herself that either the kitten or Granny was going to have to leave!  She loves people!  Granny is very active and is trying to remodel some rooms in her house.  This little one was trying to help but was getting in the way!  When we arrived at her house yesterday, the kitten greeted us at the car door.  She and Haley had an instant bond.  Granny said please take it.  For the safety of the kitten and Granny, not to mention the insanity that Bradley and I would have had to endure if we broke the bond that Haley had made, we brought this little creature home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8414784593757477936?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8414784593757477936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8414784593757477936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8414784593757477936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8414784593757477936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/mittens-pepper.html' title='Mittens?  Pepper?'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLwRfYbIFWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MwtcJZQQJcY/s72-c/DSC00615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-1901423627124709671</id><published>2008-08-26T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:41:45.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have raised an animal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLTM6-CNjaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NdlJPP_aZCs/s1600-h/tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLTM6-CNjaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NdlJPP_aZCs/s400/tn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239037579995483554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another exciting day today (if that is what you want to call it!!)!  Faith pooped in the tub while getting her bath this morning.  While cleaning the tub out she squated in our bedroom floor and pooped again.  While I was cleaning the carpet, she got Bradley's car keys out of his night stand and put them in the toilet (she has a toilet fetish apparently)!  We had dinner at Chilis tonight and she was bouncing off of the walls and attaching Haley, pulling hair, hitting, biting!  On the way home she sticks her tongue out and starts panting like a dog.  We don't have a dog, so I'm not sure where she has seen this!  I must admit though, I did stick my tongue out at her first!  But, I did not pant!  I thought we had an animal, now I know we do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-1901423627124709671?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1901423627124709671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=1901423627124709671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1901423627124709671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1901423627124709671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-raised-animal.html' title='We have raised an animal!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLTM6-CNjaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/NdlJPP_aZCs/s72-c/tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-6501680689428115499</id><published>2008-08-25T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:33:04.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith's days without Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLOFYPB_g_I/AAAAAAAAALU/l-DNM_ei1X0/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLOFYPB_g_I/AAAAAAAAALU/l-DNM_ei1X0/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238677442960262130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLOFYaMK2fI/AAAAAAAAALc/yFdj_Zw8dCM/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLOFYaMK2fI/AAAAAAAAALc/yFdj_Zw8dCM/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238677445955738098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith has been doing a pretty good job entertaining herself since school has started back. She was mad at Haley on the first day of school however. When we picked Haley up, Faith would not look at her or talk to her. If Haley touched Faith, she would scream at Haley! Their relationship returned to normal by day 2! The house is much quieter with Haley at school. Faith is a very busy little girl trying to entertain herself. As you can see from the pictures, she has taken up coloring. She really seems to enjoy it and stays on her paper for the most part (there is red crayon on our utility room door though:l ). She keeps me running all day long. You never know what she is in to! Today was a very busy day following the toddler. She will not leave our toothbrushes and toothpaste alone. She likes to taste of the toothpaste. It does not matter where I hide them, she finds them! She found a can of shaving cream and took the cap off and was licking it. She is constantly getting into the entertainment center and pulling out cds. She discovered that there are clothes to be unfolded in the drawers in our bedroom. The list goes on and on, but the worst one today was right after Bradley got home, I heard our toilet lid drop and Faith came into the kitchen licking wet hands (YUCK!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-6501680689428115499?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6501680689428115499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=6501680689428115499' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6501680689428115499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6501680689428115499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/faiths-days-without-haley.html' title='Faith&apos;s days without Haley'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLOFYPB_g_I/AAAAAAAAALU/l-DNM_ei1X0/s72-c/DSC00559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-5901568049972898493</id><published>2008-08-25T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:19:02.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLODQoBozZI/AAAAAAAAALM/xk8DWNGFy2A/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLODQoBozZI/AAAAAAAAALM/xk8DWNGFy2A/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238675113207451026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley started third grade Monday.  She has Mrs. McCall for her teacher.  She was not too thrilled about starting school at first, but I think it is getting better!  As you can tell from the picture, she looks so excited!!  I am thinking that third grade is going to be a big change due to the amount of reading homework that she brought home for social studies today.  She has been a straight A student, so I don't think she has anything to worry about!  We are very proud of her, hopefully she will continue this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-5901568049972898493?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5901568049972898493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=5901568049972898493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5901568049972898493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5901568049972898493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SLODQoBozZI/AAAAAAAAALM/xk8DWNGFy2A/s72-c/DSC00526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-1987114245011956401</id><published>2008-08-14T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:24:09.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the ER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SKSuWern0JI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yS9r3mRVNOU/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SKSuWern0JI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yS9r3mRVNOU/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234500368127742098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SKSuWmgWPXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uVi8o9Ojtzo/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SKSuWmgWPXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uVi8o9Ojtzo/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234500370227936626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the lovely opportunity to spend the majority of today in the ER.  &lt;br /&gt;The bonus room in our house was an after thought to the original building plan.  Therefore, you have to go into the garage to get to the staircase.  Haley has claimed the room as her's.  Today Haley went out into the garage and upstairs and apparently Faith figured out how to get the door open and headed out and up the stairs after Haley.  Haley heard Faith crying and opened the door (which by the way opens out!!!) to discover that Faith was at the top of the stairs but not until after the door had hit Faith and sent her tumbling down 12 hard, wooden stairs.  I was sure that there had to be more to her injuries that a bump on her head.  I called and talked to the pediatrician's nurse and was told to take her to the ER.  The ER doctor was very much so amazed to find no more that a bump on Faith's head considering her massive tumble.  It is ER protocol to CT scan a child under 2 that has had a blow to the head, so we had a CT scan.  Everything was perfectly fine on the scan.  Thank God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-1987114245011956401?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1987114245011956401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=1987114245011956401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1987114245011956401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1987114245011956401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-in-er.html' title='A Day in the ER'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efT9axu64fc/SKSuWern0JI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yS9r3mRVNOU/s72-c/DSC00511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-3325528098838143724</id><published>2008-07-26T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:26:27.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling Weeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAk73s2zI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDoPPej-k6k/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAk73s2zI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDoPPej-k6k/s200/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227483533272734514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAlIeIaZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uzssqabF5o8/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAlIeIaZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/uzssqabF5o8/s200/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227483536655149458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAlmFB8rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IOcxB1H7r5k/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAlmFB8rI/AAAAAAAAAJs/IOcxB1H7r5k/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227483544602931890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith accompanied Bradley this evening while he was watering the grass. He was pulling a few weeds and she decided to help out. It was so cute!! How about Bradley's outfit?? Is that a fashion statement or what?!!! Faith also was checking the water temperature in the fountain. You know you can grow mosquitoes in those things in the summer in Arkansas if they get too hot, haahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-3325528098838143724?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3325528098838143724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=3325528098838143724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3325528098838143724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3325528098838143724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/pulling-weeds.html' title='Pulling Weeds'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIvAk73s2zI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDoPPej-k6k/s72-c/DSC00256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8469375620524324361</id><published>2008-07-21T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:38:24.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acrobats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIVVsaPc6fI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xD--lu-Pm2M/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIVVsaPc6fI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xD--lu-Pm2M/s400/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225677164080065010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Bradley looks like a jungle gym when he is laying in the floor and our girls just can not help themselves, they must climb.  I am not really sure who's idea this was.  I think it all started out with Haley doing her typical flying act. A little someone has become quite the jealous one lately and had to get right in the middle of it!  I look in the living room to find this!  Bradley has watched too much celebrity circus!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8469375620524324361?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8469375620524324361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8469375620524324361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8469375620524324361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8469375620524324361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/acrobats.html' title='Acrobats'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SIVVsaPc6fI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xD--lu-Pm2M/s72-c/DSC00215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-98289770477065664</id><published>2008-07-17T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:04:01.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Eyes Are Watching You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH9TUqb0uqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yPElUDg37EY/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH9TUqb0uqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yPElUDg37EY/s400/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223985707226544802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how much little ones learn by watching and listening to what others around them do.  Faith was out on the deck Monday night and got a little splinter in her big toe.  I tried to get it out with the tweezers and she refused to have anything to do with that.  So, I waited until she was asleep and successfully removed the splinter.  Well, even though she was screaming and fighting my efforts when she was awake, apparently she did observe what I was doing.  This morning she found the tweezers.  She climbed up on the couch with Haley and as you can see from the picture, she was doing the same action that she observed me doing!  A little bit of a lesson to learn and remember here, even when you don't think they are watching or listening, they are, and they will mimic you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-98289770477065664?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/98289770477065664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=98289770477065664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/98289770477065664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/98289770477065664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-eyes-are-watching-you.html' title='Little Eyes Are Watching You'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH9TUqb0uqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/yPElUDg37EY/s72-c/DSC00193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-8888195414617046197</id><published>2008-07-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:00:09.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Bad Behavior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7L9hWNxEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qMENgvcaGa0/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223836875580359746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7L9hWNxEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qMENgvcaGa0/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An advantage, or I guess in this case disadvantage, to having an older sibling is picking up bad behavior! I looked in the living room today to find Haley and Faith both sitting on the coffee table watching TV. They have both been told numerous times not to sit on the coffee table! Faith I can understand, Haley on the other hand is old enough to know better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-8888195414617046197?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8888195414617046197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=8888195414617046197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8888195414617046197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/8888195414617046197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/learning-bad-behavior.html' title='Learning Bad Behavior'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7L9hWNxEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qMENgvcaGa0/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-1497321454688417865</id><published>2008-07-16T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:12:06.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Model!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7REGEafeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QDvLxeFtywo/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7REGEafeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QDvLxeFtywo/s200/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223842486075162082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RElLyOvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U38tkkT2UNQ/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RElLyOvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U38tkkT2UNQ/s200/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223842494427577074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RE0vKgnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0fhhlGYABUA/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RE0vKgnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0fhhlGYABUA/s200/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223842498602500722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RFAeAtFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oHrCABvwxiw/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7RFAeAtFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oHrCABvwxiw/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223842501751780434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, this is not a Cheatham girl, but I had to post these pictures!! Most of you know Avery, so you will enjoy these! Last week at our playgroup Avery was standing in front of me so I told her to look at me so I could take her picture. Erica told Avery to pose for the picture and she did! I took the picture and Erica told her to change her pose and she did!!! This went on for several pictures as you can see!! I loved it! She was just as serious as could be about it! I think you may have a little model on your hands Erica!!&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/8508648306891646586-1497321454688417865?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1497321454688417865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=1497321454688417865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1497321454688417865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1497321454688417865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-model.html' title='Little Model!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7REGEafeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QDvLxeFtywo/s72-c/DSC00121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-6635026657219549295</id><published>2008-07-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:25:26.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Fly!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7JchGS7oI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ROcWUD6ugK8/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7JchGS7oI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ROcWUD6ugK8/s400/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834109554650754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Bradley is laying on the floor then Haley sees that as an opportunity to fly!  He lifts her up in the air with his feet and she poses.  Here is her superman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-6635026657219549295?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6635026657219549295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=6635026657219549295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6635026657219549295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/6635026657219549295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-can-fly.html' title='I Can Fly!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SH7JchGS7oI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ROcWUD6ugK8/s72-c/DSC00182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-3042541946259616708</id><published>2008-07-14T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:54:10.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A Mommy Break!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, let's make sure we get this straight from the get go.... I know that I am very, very blessed to be able to have the opportunity to stay at home with my kids. However! However, 24/7 little people starts to really drive a person, well, insane is actually a good word for it. About once a week I feel the need to just get away! Even if it means getting in my car and driving to the store to grab a gallon of milk! I just need to go somewhere and not have any needs from the back seat, to not have to gather 10 things out of the car to go to the store, to not be followed around. Just me and my purse (not diaper bag!!)! I decided to include a little tad bit of what happens around my house at least a dozen times a day. Faith is perfectly happy doing whatever she is doing and then she catches a glimpse of me and independence is out the window, here she comes screaming with what she thinks is a need to be held! In this video, not 2 seconds prior, she was playing some air guitar and dancing while Haley was playing guitar hero. I was cleaning up the kitchen from dinner and took a peek in the room to check on the girls and guess whose eye I caught! Here she comes crying demanding that I pick her up! So, I just needed to vent a little because I am in desperate need of a mommy break right now and am actually fixin to get one here in a couple of minutes!! Haley and I are going to Hobby Lobby and Barnes and Noble, just the two of us! We tried to do this earlier but Faith was like a bull in a china cabinet, there were books flying everywhere! Haley and I decided that this is a trip to make without the little one! Again, I love my children dearly and am soo sooo blessed to have them and be able to stay home with them, but I now understand why about once a month my dad would set me and my brother and sister down and tell us that he was about to have to take my mom (stay at home mom also) to Green Leaf if we did not let up a little on her!!! Enjoy the video!!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41dbd5b0c768be6f" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41dbd5b0c768be6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D5ACCAAB7CE86306D4082A8D53DD0935021FC53.19BA6352D25C73E504973202E8532FFF8451382C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41dbd5b0c768be6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZO--wC7BYuMhA4cc2BrmIvr8KBI&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41dbd5b0c768be6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D5ACCAAB7CE86306D4082A8D53DD0935021FC53.19BA6352D25C73E504973202E8532FFF8451382C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41dbd5b0c768be6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZO--wC7BYuMhA4cc2BrmIvr8KBI&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/8508648306891646586-3042541946259616708?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3042541946259616708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=3042541946259616708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3042541946259616708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3042541946259616708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-mommy-break.html' title='I Need A Mommy Break!!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7941001884997312684</id><published>2008-07-12T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:53:05.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmGI16LwOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Zhegn-2pJyQ/s1600-h/DSC02926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmGI16LwOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Zhegn-2pJyQ/s400/DSC02926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222352729380995298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family moved to Arkansas in the summer of 1990. My brother was wanting to play baseball so my dad had actually met with the president of the baseball association before we moved to get him signed up to play as soon as we got settled in. Bradley's dad was the president of the baseball association in Batesville, so that is the first person my dad met in Batesville. My dad and Bradley's seemed to hit it off well. The first Sunday that we were in Batesville, we were invited to attend church with Bradley's family and if I recall correctly, that is actually where we first met. Bradley and my brother played ball together all summer and our families spent alot of time together. During that time I became very fond of Bradley. When summer was over so was baseball. School started,and I made new friends. Bradley was a year ahead of me, so we did not see as much of each other. A year later however, we started to take more interest in each other again. One of Bradley's friends actually wanted to go to the movies with me and he was too chicken to call me himself, so he had Bradley call me. I did not like this friend, so I said no. Bradley made several phone calls on this friend's behalf and we both found it nice to be visiting with each other again. Bradley asked me again to go to the movie but he decided that he did not want me to say yes to his friend but to him. Of course I said yes! We went and saw "Days of Thunder". And the rest is history!! &lt;br /&gt;We dated all through high school. When Bradley went off to college we had some rocky times. He was experiencing college life and I was still in high school, so there were alot of changes going on. Bradley got a job at Sears (there is the connection with the Barrett's!!). There were these girls there that thought he needed to date a college girl instead of a high school girl, but he did not! I had a hard time liking Amy when I first met her!!! We survived and as soon as I graduated high school I was Jonesboro bound! In the summer of 97' we were engaged and married that December in the church where we first met in Batesville. We will celebrate our 11th anniversary this year. I love my high school sweet heart dearly and thank God everyday that through all of our years that he has adored me enough to hang around!&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmHFy9dKoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mXa6GvP7v6o/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmHFy9dKoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mXa6GvP7v6o/s400/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222353776561433218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as far back as I was allowed to put a picture!  Somebody threatened to put some lovely ones of me if I went back any further!  This is Bradley's senior prom. April 93'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmIJNYNPyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/USAGId2yVTY/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmIJNYNPyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/USAGId2yVTY/s400/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222354934704193314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Engagement Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmJZoq7N9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ROQgzf7yvww/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmJZoq7N9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ROQgzf7yvww/s400/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222356316419995602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Picture December 97'   &lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this is a picture of a picture!!  Digital was not around yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7941001884997312684?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7941001884997312684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7941001884997312684' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7941001884997312684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7941001884997312684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/loris-story.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Our Story&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHmGI16LwOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Zhegn-2pJyQ/s72-c/DSC02926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-3921529139589780055</id><published>2008-07-12T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:46:56.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Rock Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>Haley watches too much tv in our opinion. I know what you are thinking, so don't let her!! We do limit her tv time but she tends to be severely influenced by the time she is allowed to watch. She thinks life is a Disney show! Anyhow, her newest thing is Camp Rock. She recorded it when it premiered and has watched it over and over. Bradley was very sneaky to get this video. He and I had been in another room so Haley felt safe to do her own thing without being watched. She changed into some dance attire and was working on learning a dance out of the Camp Rock movie. Bradley went into the kitchen to get a drink and noticed her intently working on this dance. He grabbed the camera and captured some video. She noticed him at the end and I do believe was a little embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7eacb8694f2a2ae" 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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07eacb8694f2a2ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3285B852CEA1CECA9987022DA12BCC24175DEFE8.35CC2A365AA3925777F48F885B2BAAE0538A0A4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7eacb8694f2a2ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ddm7g9vP_-dwvo3l7lBIX1KE8s&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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07eacb8694f2a2ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932483%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3285B852CEA1CECA9987022DA12BCC24175DEFE8.35CC2A365AA3925777F48F885B2BAAE0538A0A4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7eacb8694f2a2ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ddm7g9vP_-dwvo3l7lBIX1KE8s&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/8508648306891646586-3921529139589780055?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7eacb8694f2a2ae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3921529139589780055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=3921529139589780055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3921529139589780055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/3921529139589780055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/camp-rock-drama-queen.html' title='Camp Rock Drama Queen'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-5794652965342597209</id><published>2008-07-09T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:30:12.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Some Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHV0CocX-KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/drbQsNPREmg/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHV0CocX-KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/drbQsNPREmg/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221206931570948258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHV0C9s3lmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QGKVi0zGW-Q/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHV0C9s3lmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QGKVi0zGW-Q/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221206937277273698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley has been gone to Gigi &amp; Grandad's since Saturday.  Faith sure does miss big sister when she is gone.  They spent a little quality time together tonight eating some chocolate cake!  Those girls are just like their daddy, they love chocolate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-5794652965342597209?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5794652965342597209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=5794652965342597209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5794652965342597209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5794652965342597209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/sharing-some-chocolate-cake.html' title='Sharing Some Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHV0CocX-KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/drbQsNPREmg/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-7960302818904163473</id><published>2008-07-08T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:04:17.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHOcDZZwC9I/AAAAAAAAADo/688SHxzH7y8/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHOcDZZwC9I/AAAAAAAAADo/688SHxzH7y8/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220687975224970194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith has become quite the little camera bug!  When she sees the camera she immediately stops whatever she is doing and poses!  Her newest thing however is "cheese"!   Not only is she posing, she says "cheese"!  So, this picture, that's a BIG CHEESE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8508648306891646586-7960302818904163473?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7960302818904163473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=7960302818904163473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7960302818904163473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/7960302818904163473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/cheese.html' title='CHEESE!!'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHOcDZZwC9I/AAAAAAAAADo/688SHxzH7y8/s72-c/DSC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-5354144335774800843</id><published>2008-07-05T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:22:50.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:426px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=116927502&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=116927502"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=116927502&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=116927502"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/link/link3.php"&gt;&lt;img width="84" style="border:0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/link3.gif"&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/8508648306891646586-5354144335774800843?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5354144335774800843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=5354144335774800843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5354144335774800843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/5354144335774800843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508648306891646586.post-1334615046599321554</id><published>2008-07-05T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:24:30.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHBL84DIhAI/AAAAAAAAADg/uawxTDvBQeg/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219755477332165634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHBL84DIhAI/AAAAAAAAADg/uawxTDvBQeg/s200/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHBLUgnvRiI/AAAAAAAAADY/BQZk6yfp3pg/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219754783848482338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHBLUgnvRiI/AAAAAAAAADY/BQZk6yfp3pg/s200/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the day started out well with two happy girls! We hit one of our favorite places for lunch, Upper Crust. We did a little running around until we found out the grandparents were in town. Everyone was visiting on the deck when Faith discovered that God had put a little water in her pool and she stripped down and played in her pool butt naked!! Check out Granddad, he appears to really be enjoying himself!  &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/8508648306891646586-1334615046599321554?l=cheathamgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1334615046599321554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8508648306891646586&amp;postID=1334615046599321554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1334615046599321554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8508648306891646586/posts/default/1334615046599321554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheathamgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-morning-girls.html' title='Good Morning Girls'/><author><name>Lori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12684476904340125349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_efT9axu64fc/SHBL84DIhAI/AAAAAAAAADg/uawxTDvBQeg/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
